call of the wild

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writers
l.m. lee / jon r. goin

Story

In 1982 I started commuting between my home in Springfield, MO and Nashville.  I stayed with my good friend Jon R. Goin, who had moved to Nashville a few years earlier.  Jon and I had begun writing songs together and since at the time Jon was very involved with doing session work, it was then  up to me to do the traveling in order for us to write. 

 

“Call of The Wild” was one of many songs we were working on during this time period and I remember writing its lyrics on one of my frequent drives down to see Jon.  The route I always took was through southern Missouri, where the topography is rolling hills covered with trees with valleys and hollows, each with either a creek, a steam or a  river running through them,  Beautiful in its remoteness, and very inspirational for writing lyrics.

 

After I finally relocated down to Nashville, “Call of The Wild” was I believe the first recording session I did after my move.  Recorded at The Bennett House with Jon R. on electric guitar, Mike Brignardello on bass, Shane Keister on synthesizer and me adding programed drums with some keyboard pads and vocals. A fun introduction to the Nashville music scene, though not exactly “country music”.

Lyrics

I can hear it calling me from the distant past

It's like a sound that’s carried by the wind – listen

It comes from all directions and it takes your very soul

Awakening instincts from long ago

 

I have felt drawing me for days and days and days

I’m like an animal that’s in a cage – I listen

And the more and more I hear it, then the more I want to run

Through the woods and out into the sun

 

     The call of the wild

     Pulling at my heart, I’m coming all apart

     It’s the call of the wild

     Whispering to me, trying to set me free

     Yes it’s beckoning to me take this sweet new mystery in my life

 

I can hear it telling me in some forgotten tongue

I almost lost the vision of the dream – so I listen

And once again I've heard it through the steel and cold concrete

It’s time I got myself off of the street

 

     The call of the wild

     Pulling at my heart, I’m coming all apart

     It’s the call of the wild

     Whispering to me, trying to set me free

     Yes it’s beckoning to me take this sweet new mystery in my life

 

Solo

 

        It is a sound so strong, yet it’s hard to hear

        You think you imagine it, but it’s real

 

 

     It’s the call of the wild

     Pulling at my heart, I’m coming all apart

     It’s the call of the wild

     Whispering to me, trying to set me free

     It’s the call of the wild

     Pulling at my heart, I’m coming all apart

     It’s the call of the wild

     Beckoning to me take this sweet new mystery

     It’s the call…..

 

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