Wild Child
Mike McClure
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A G D I woke up in the back seat A G D Of a long white cadieii A G Dei I was stairing at the floor board u, G D about the time every thing went black I woke up in San Francisco An empty bottle was in my hand Somebody leaned into the back seat and said something bout the promise land So I pulled out my pistle I fired a few shots in the wind I told that driver keep your eyes on the road boy I fired a few shots off again A G D I'm a wild child A G D I'm a wild one baby
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