Call of the Wild- Chris LeDoux and Tony Bessire 

    Storm clouds are building above the timber line
    The lightning's flashing across the mountain side
    The thunder's rollin' down the canyons of his mind
    Somewhere beyond the great divide
    The bugle of the bull elk echos through pines
    The north wind moans her lonesome lullaby
    He hungers for the freedom of an eagle as she flies
    Somewhere beyond the great divide

    He's heard the call of the wild
    He's heard the call of the wild
    The mountains callin' to him like a mother calls her child
    He's heard the call of the wild

    Livin' in the city oh it gets to be a grind
    Puttin' in his hours workin' overtime
    Waitin' for the day he can leave it all behind
    To go somewhere beyond the great divide

    He's got to get away from the city for a while
    He's gotta answer the call of the wild
     

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