better wild

I guess I'll see you when I see you

Heaven knows you'll never call

I hear your boots, I know you're leaving

A cowboy doesn't have a home

Reaching for you when your hat's hung on my door

And I'll be reaching when you go

You whisper, "Don't hate me now"

This horse ain't breaking down

You're saying, "Don't tie me down"

A mustang is better wild

I hate the way that I need you

Church on Sunday's getting old

The bars are calling in the evening

Raising hell is in your bones

Reaching for you when your saddle's on my porch

But I'll stop reaching when you go

You whisper, "Don't hate me now"

This horse ain't breaking down

You're saying, "Don't tie me down"

A mustang is better wild

You'll tip your hat and ride away, a desperado on the plains

Loneliness, the price I pay for love

You whisper, "Don't hate me now"

This horse ain't breaking down

You're saying, "Don't tie me down"

A mustang is better wild