Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Anything But Tame, artist - Rodney Crowell.
Date of issue: 31.12.2011
Song language: English
Anything But Tame |
When our feet were tough as horn |
And our eyes were sharp as flint |
And our hearts beat like two war drums |
And you tracked me by my scent |
Cross a scape of shiny asphalt |
That blacked our soles with tar |
And we ran like brave Comanches |
On a moonlit reservoir |
And you said |
I don’t wanna be tamed down |
I just wanna saddle up |
Ride my broomstick pony |
Along some salt grass open plain |
I can see you standing guard |
On the fence in your backyard |
With your daisy pump air rifle |
And your Annie Oakley aim |
Ah, you were anything but tame |
When you’d summon me with bird calls |
Or you scratching at my screen |
Your mouth gone sweet with juicy fruit |
Tawny legs and cut off jeans |
In my stretchy Ford Ranchero |
Ah, we rattled like train cars |
And we slung our share of gravel |
'Neath a tarpaulin of stars |
And you said |
I don’t wanna be tamed down |
I don’t wanna give an inch |
The fenced off picture perfect |
In your billfold window frame |
'Cause you were born to romp |
In this God forsaken swamp |
Dodging cotton mouths and quicksand |
On your tiptoes in the rain |
Ah, you were anything but tame |
I heard Shreveport didn’t last |
So you lit out for L. A |
But when lightning claws the night up |
I can see you plain as day |
And when I want to feel you near me |
I go quit this tired old gloom |
And pull on down a bayou |
To where the morning glories bloom |
And you said |
I don’t wanna be tamed down |
I don’t wanna tread regret |
And flat out make excuses |
For the way I came up lame |
I could have been enough |
To live down by the gulf |
Where the cutting edge of nowhere |
Where the sun goes down in flames |
We were anything but tame |
Anything but tame |