The night they took him to the graveyard

It was moonlight; call of the wild

They forced him to bury his father

Oh boy, he was only a child

He grew older, meaner and vicious

And the glance of his eyes got malicious

He thought about revenging his father

He sweared he would turn out as another

Call of the wild

Call of the wild

Call of the wild

Call of the wild

He travelled on trail wide and narrow

He would draw and shoot at any shadow

Checking the decks with his back to the wall

Hiding the tracks of his lonely call

The blood on his hands was still dripping

Hunting by instinct and no sleeping

He remembered the face of the gunman

Who slaughtered his dad the same evening

Call of the wild

Call of the wild

Call of the wild

Call of the wild

The night they took him to the graveyard

It was moonlight; call of the wild

They forced him to bury his father

Oh boy, he was only a child

Call of the wild

Call of the wild

Call of the wild

Come on, call of the wild

It's the call of the wiiiiild

C-c-call of the wild