Where the wild things are (2023, CA Country 1, US Country 4) (video)

 
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1. My big brother rode an Indian Scout, it was black like his jacket,
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    American Spirit hangin' outta his mouth, just like our daddy.
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    He kicked-started that bike one night and broke Mama's heart,
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    he pointed that headlight west out where the wild things are.
 
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2. He'd call me up every couple of weeks from South California,
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    talk about the desert and the Joshua Tree and his pretty girl stories.
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    How he bought an Airstream trailer and a J-45 guitar,
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    said, "Little brother, you'd love it out here,
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    out where the wild things are !"
 
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O  .h, it's hearts on fire and crazy dreams,
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o  ..h, the nights ignite like gasoline.
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And light up those streets that never sleep when the sky goes dark,
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out where the wild things are.
 
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3. I called my brother from the back of that plane the second I made it,
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    we started drinkin' on the strip in LA and then it got crazy.
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    Ended up at a house in the hills with some Hollywood stars,
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    kissin' on a blonde in a backyard pool,
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    out where the wild things are.
 
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+  Bm - G - D - A      +  Oh,         yeah ! 
 
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+  Couple iron horse rebels, wild as the devil,
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    I knew I had to move back east.
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    Said goodbye to my brother at the end of that summer,
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    but I knew he'd never leave.
 
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O  .h, it's hearts on fire and crazy dreams,
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o  ..h, the nights ignite like gasoline.
 
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+  And, o  .h, them Indian Scouts, man, they're built for speed !
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    And, o  ...h, they said he hit that guardrail at half past three !
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    Lit up those streets that never sleep when the sky goes dark,
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    we buried him out in the wind 'neath the West Coast stars,
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    out where the wild things are,
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    Out where the wild things are.

(orig. = capo 1st) (Luke Combs)