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| Lyric Credits: |
Sam Cooper, Chris Gantry |
| Music Credits: |
Sam Cooper, Chris Gantry |
| Producer Credits: |
Sam Cooper |
| Publisher Credits: |
Jerricat Music (SESAC), Chris Gantry (BMI), Studio 33 Music (BMI) |
| Performance Credits: |
Patrick Olivier (lead vocal), Sam Cooper (all other tracks) |
| Label Credits: |
Red Heart Records |
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Short Song Description:
A rebellious love song.
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Long Song Description:
Channeling a James Dean-like persona, this is about being a rebellious young lover.
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Story Behind the Song:
Renegades and outlaws seem to have a romantic aura. This is where the song goes.
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| Song Length |
2:27 |
| Primary Genre |
Country-Contemporary |
| Tempo / Feel |
R & B-Soul |
| Tempo / Feel |
Slow (71 - 90) |
| Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Subject Matter 1 |
Masculinity |
| Subject Matter 2 |
Silliness |
| Mood 1 |
In High Spirits |
| Mood 2 |
Engaging |
| Similar Artist 2 |
Eric Church |
| Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
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W-I-L-D
Sam Cooper, Chris Gantry ©2013
jericat@yahoo.com 615-469-4067 chrisgantry@yahoo.com 615-785-9570
My daddy wants my hide,
He hates my beat up ride,
He says I can't be tamed,
Ain't got five bucks to my name,
I'm spicy, not mild,
I'm your man, if you like,
Chorus
W-I-L-D,
C'mon, run away with me,
Tip toe, sneak out with the one,
Your momma warned you 'bout.
Run so fast, go so far,
Even the F.B.I.,
Won't figure out where we are.
Free.
W-I-L-D.
You and me,
W-I-L-D.
Don't know how to fix cars,
Enough to work in a garage.
I can't offer you the stars,
But, I can play me some guitar.
I'm a man, I ain't no child,
I'm the one who'll drive you,
W-I-L-D,
C'mon, run away with me,
Tip toe, sneak out with the one,
Your momma warned you 'bout.
Run so fast, go so far,
Even the F.B.I.,
Won't figure out where we are.
Free.
W-I-L-D.
You and me,
W-I-L-D.
Bridge
Born to run, in the front seat,
Born to love, in the back seat.
W-I-L-D,
C'mon, run away with me,
Tip toe, sneak out with the one,
Your momma warned you 'bout.
Run so fast, go so far,
Even the F.B.I.,
Won't figure out where we are.
Free.
W-I-L-D.
You and me,
W-I-L-D.
Yeah, we're free.
W-I-L-D.
You and me,
W-I-L-D.
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