Wildflowers and Wild Horses by Lainey Wilson

E P81 A 200 bpm Chorus: C#m E D A Verse: In the middle of the night I hea

C#m E B A Verse: In the middle of the night I hear a cornfield coyote cry Up at the moon no matter what Sky I'm laying under In the eye of a hurricane When I got one foot in the grave I'll dig my boots into the dirt And face the rolling thunder Chorus: I'm five generations of blazing a trail Through barbed wire valleys and overgrown dells I'm barefoot and bareback and born tough as nails Whoa, whoa, whoa I'm four-fifths of reckless and one-fifth of jack I push like a daisy through old sidewalk cracks Yeah, my kinda crazy's still running its courses with Wildflowers and wild horses Verse 2: It's in the water in my veins That bread of heaven falls like rain So I'm taken care of either way Make something out of how I'm made Until I hitch a ride on glory's train Chorus 2X Yeah, my kinda crazy's still running its courses with Wildflowers and wild horses Wildflowers and wild horses

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