"Wild As The Wind (A Tribute To Rick Danko)" lyrics
"Wild As The Wind (A Tribute To Rick Danko)"
Maybe you didn't know him
But he prob'ly was your friend
He was oddly down to earth
And just as wild as the wind
As the wind
Rick was as wild as the wind
He played the biggest concerts
And the little gig
He always sang his heart out
If the crowd was small or big
Small or big
However small, ever big
"Hey Mister, got a minute?"
That's what he would say
"Hey Mister, got a minute?"
Well, I do sir today
Rick would take some cocaine
Didn't need a straw
He could just swoop down and sniff some
Anytime he saw
If he saw
If there'd be some that he saw
Rick was backstage loaded
I was sorta shocked
The man said, "Rick, it's show time"
Rick walked out and rocked
And he rocked
Not one bad note and he rocked
"Hey Mister, got a minute?"
That's what he would say
"Hey Mister, got a minute?"
Well, I do sir today
There's a certain kind of free heart
That's never bought and sold
There's a certain kind of wild child
That never should grow old
Getting old
Who'd picture Rick getting old?
"Hey Mister, got a minute?"
That's what he would say
"Hey Mister, got a minute?"
Well, I do sir today
"Hey Mister, got a minute?"
That's what he would say
"Hey Mister, got a minute?"
Well, I do sir today
Maybe you didn't know him
But he prob'ly was your friend
He was oddly down to earth
And just as wild as the wind
As the wind
Rick was as wild as the wind
Writer(s): Steve Forbert
- AZLyrics
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- Steve Forbert Lyrics
album:
"Just Like There's Nothin' To It" (2004)
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