Gino Vannelli - Wild Horses | Текст песни

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As the sun goes down on the Arizona plain
And the wind whistles by like a runaway train
It's a beautiful thing

Well, it's me and you in a flatbed truck
And my heart kicking over like a whitetail buck
In the middle of spring

You can cut me deep, you can cut me down
You can cut me loose
Don't you know it's okay

You can kick and scream, you can slap my face
Set my wheels on a high speed chase
Uh you, no matter what you do

Wild horses could not drag me away from you
Wild horses could not drag me away from you

And as the sky falls down from the midnight blue
Spittin' like bullets on a hot tin roof
It's a beautiful sound

Well, it's me and you in a flatbed truck
In a foot of red mud just my luck
A hundred miles out of town

You can call me a fool, you can call me blind
You can call it quits
Can't hear a word you say

'Cause if I had you once, I'm gonna have you twice
I follow my heart instead of good advice
Hey you, no matter what you do, I keep tellin' ya

Wild horses could not drag me away from you
Wild horses could not drag me away from you

As the sun goes down on the Arizona plain
And the wind whistles by like a runaway train
It's a beautiful thing

Wild horses could not drag me away from you
Wild horses could not drag me away from you
Wild horses could not drag me away from you

Wild horses
Wild horses could not drag me away from you
Could not drag me away from you

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