Wild Davie
Deidre Muro / Paul Hammer
A cloud of dirt around your feet
making way throught foreigner ground
with the heat the only law that you've found
Wild Davie, sing it baby
whith the lightning you'll be riding
You'll get in over your head
when you can't do this alone
but till that day you'll keep on, on your own
Wild Davie, sing it baby
whith the lightning you'll be riding