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Born and raised in a motel in New Orlean I run away with a hobo and his Gypsy friends We rode a freight train up to Cleveland across the Utah plains Proud men, Troubadour torn and frayed Sleepin' under the stars While gently strumming guitars Played the songs of Woddy Guthrie On the open road I knew right then, I could never go home 'Cause, the wild horse runs free forever Oh yea, a wild horse runs free forever And ever and ever I met a girl from a family of position and wealth What a hand this rambler had been finally dealt A beauty six years and ten I felt the walls closin' in Like a swollen river 'Bout to overflowin' Like a losin' gambler I kept on rollin' And a wild horse runs free forever Yea, yea, yea A wild horse runs free forever The wild horse runs free forever Yea, yea, yea A wild horse runs free forever {Play the guitar} So understand I must go I'll drink you one last toast Oh here's to the heart And the hands of a man That come with the dust And are gone with the wind May the wild horse run free forever Yea, the wild horse runs free forever A wild horse runs free forever Yea, the wild horse runs free forever Wild guitar, baby, come on, wild I know, I know, I know Play it for me, come on Yea ya, hit it Yea yea Let me hear it, yea Yea, wild horse