A monday morning man
is seeking his way home
I wonder if he can find it all alone
The empty bottle in his hand
is heavy as iron
Run wild through mountains and valleys
He did indeed agree
when somebody told him
and said that he was free from eternity
And his could nothing be
and nothing could hold him
Run wild through mountains and valleys
Hey babe, I didn´t come to stay
Hey babe, I didn´t come to obey
So here I stand with tears in hand
Showing the pain is not playing the game
With hay in her hair
and straw on her fingers
she´s staring in the air sighing heavily
How long will she stay there
How long will she linger
Run wild through mountains and valleys
She said she´d like to leave
when hearing the rooster
She said she´d like to breathe the morning air
No love by artificial means
She knew he would loose her
Run wild through mountains and valleys
While riding in his car
the famous musician
and playing his guitar with silver strings
Then he saw a falling star
in a fantastic vision
Run wild through mountains and valleys
A tingle tangle band
was playing him welcome
And forty thousand fans fought against the glass
And waving with their hands
and chewing their chewing gums
Let me, get me out of here
Run wild through mountains and valleys
Run wild through mountains and valleys
Thomas Wiehe: sång, ak.gitarr
Håkan Ripa: kör
Mikael Wiehe: kör, ak.gitarr
Inspelad på Club Oscar i Malmö
av Jan Thurén den 4 oktober 1968
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