| A silver moon, the only light
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| Wild dogs running through the dead of night
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| I love to hear em, from my bed
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| Back in the hollow, putting dreams back in my head, dream on
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| Wish I could run, with the pack, feel the way with the wind in my back
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| But my woman, like these walls, holds me close when the wild dogs call
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| Go where ya wanna, find what ya need
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| Wild dogs, they restless free
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| Just like outlaws under the gun, wild dogs are born to run
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| When I was young, I loved to roll, I was a rambler down to the bone
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| Daddy warned me, mama cried, wild dogs cannot be satisfied
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| Go where I wanna, find what I need
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| Wilds dogs, they restless free
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| Just like outlaws, under the gun, wild dogs are born on the run
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| Every night, I hear em on the ridge, calling to me
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| I wanna be there, my heart is dry now and I need free, gonna run free tonight
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| A silver moon, only light, wild dogs running through the dead of night
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| I love to hear em, yeah I see, there still a wild dog living in me
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| Go where you wanna, find what you need
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| Wilds dogs, they restless free
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| Just like outlaws, under the gun, wild dogs are born on the run
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| Just like outlaws, under the gun, wild dogs are born on the run |