Written / produced by Bob Forbes.
Lyrics
In the heart of the night, where the moonlight shines bright
There's a place where the wild things roam.
Through the valleys so deep, where the rivers run steep
And the secrets of nature are known.
Oh, Wild Country, where the flowers bloom
Underneath the golden sun,
Wild Country, where the winds softly croon
Telling tales of the ones who have come.
In the forests so green where the creatures unseen,
You can dance to a melody so sweet.
In the meadows so vast where the memories last,
Every moment is pure and complete.
Oh, Wild Country, where the flowers bloom
Underneath the golden sun,
Wild Country, where the winds softly croon
Telling tales of the ones who have come.
Take me back to the place where the wild things hide,
In the heart of the land where the spirits reside.
Oh, Wild Country, where the flowers bloom
Underneath the golden sun,
Wild Country, where the winds softly croon
Telling tales of the ones who have come.
In Wild Country where the wild spirits roam
In the heartbeat of nature's own song,
Wild Country, where the soul finds a home
In the land where we all belong.
Copyright 2024; Bob Forbes