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My mother was gypsy, my father a wayfarin' manMy home was the river, the mountains and warm desert sandThe roar of a train, or a mad raging sea isThe call of the wild and it's callin' to meMy restless heart keeps repeatin' I have to be freeThere's memories to haunt me and torture my wild savage soulThe heat in my veins like the beating of drums makes me roarYou want me to stay but I know I must roamFor the call of the wild keeps a-callin' me onYour kisses are sweet but I know that I have to be freeNo woman can tame me or chain me or tie me for lifeThere's oft times a sweetheart but never, oh never a wifeBorn to be happy but born to be freeI never look back for I know it must beIt's the call of the wild and I know that it's callin' to meThere are strange foreign lands that keep callin', yescallin' to meTo the wide open spaces I know that I'm destined to beA slave to a voice much stronger than a handThat can bring out the beast deep in my kind of manIt's the call of the wild and I'll have to obey, to obeyTo obey it's command. Aus Songtexte Mania