Wild And Free

Intro

(Slow picking)

Am | F | C | G

(whispered) “Yeah… the sea don’t lie.”

Verse

Clock’s been bleedin’ me dry, punchin’ time for a lie,

Steel and glass cage, no sky for my eyes.

Got a mind sharp as barbed wire,

Heart cold as the rain,

Ain’t fear in my bones, just the weight of this chain.

Verse

So I sold off my name, left that city behind,

Took a one-way flight to where wild souls hide.

Now the ocean’s my mirror,

The jungle my hymn,

And the cobras, they listen when I talk to them.

Chorus

I’ll be drinkin’ whiskey where the blue waves roll,

Barefoot in the sand, no suit, no soul.

With a rifle on my shoulder and peace in my hand,

I’m the ghost of a man who don’t need no land.

When I die, don’t you cry, don’t you dare wear black—

Just raise a glass to the wild and don’t look back.

Verse

The city was poison, a smile full of lies,

I watched good men drown in fluorescent disguise.

They call it success,

I call it decay,

So I carved out my freedom and sailed away.

Verse

Now thunder’s my preacher and lightning’s my song,

Been livin’ with beasts where the wild belong.

Got scars on my hands,

Got salt in my veins,

But the pain out here don’t whisper my name.

Verse

Ain’t no God I can see, but He walks close by,

In the hiss of a serpent, in the eagle’s cry.

I trade comfort for danger,

And comfort for flame,

’Cause I’d rather die livin’ than live just the same.

Verse

Sometimes I dream of the ones I left,

But the waves wash it clean, and I’m born again.

A free man’s a lonely one,

That’s true,

But loneliness tastes better than you.

Verse

So if you ever find a bottle half-buried in the sand,

With words carved inside by a sunburned hand—

Know the man who wrote it

Found peace at last,

In the heart of the wild, far from his past.

Chorus

I’ll be drinkin’ whiskey where the blue waves roll,

Barefoot in the sand, no suit, no soul.

With a rifle on my shoulder and peace in my hand,

I’m the ghost of a man who don’t need no land.

When I die, don’t you cry, don’t you dare wear black—

Just raise a glass to the wild and don’t look back.

Outro

(Fade slow, fingerpicked)

Am → F → C → G → Am

So when you hear the surf whisper, that’ll be me,

Walkin’ the edge where the earth meets the sea.

No tombstone, no sermon, no city lights dim—

Just the sound of the wild and the world growin’ thin.