| Born and raised in a motel in New Orleans
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| I ran away with a hobo and his gypsy friends
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| We rode a freight train up to Cleveland, across the Utah plains
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| Proud men, troubadours torn and frayed
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| Sleeping under the stars
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| While gently strumming guitars
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| Played the songs of Woddy Guthrie
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| And the open road
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| I knew right then I could never go home
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| 'Cause the wild horse runs free forever
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| Oh yeah, a wild horse runs free forever
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| And ever and ever
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| I met a girl from a family of position and wealth
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| What a hand this rambler had been finally dealt
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| A beauty six years and 10
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| I felt the walls closing in
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| Like a swollen river 'bout to overflow
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| Like a losing gambler, I kept on rolling
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| And a wild horse runs free forever
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah
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| A wild horse runs free forever
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| The wild horse runs free forever
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah
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| A wild horse runs free forever
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| Play the guitar
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| So understand I must go
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| But I’ll drink you one last toast
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| Oh, here’s to the heart
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| And the hands of a man
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| That come with the dust
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| And are gone with the wind
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| May the wild horse run free forever
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| Yeah, the wild horse runs free forever
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| The wild horse runs free forever
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| Yeah, the wild horse run free forever
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| Wild guitar, baby, come on, wild
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| I know, I know, I know, I know
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| Play it for me, come on
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| Yeah, hit it. |
| Yeah yeah. |
| Let me hear it, yeah
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| The wild horse run free … |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Wild Horse , by - Rod Stewart. Song from the album The Studio Albums 1975 - 2001, in the genre Иностранный рок