Born 100 years too late

Asphalt highways where the dirt trails used to wind Electric fences keeping all the wild inside I got a punch-clock ticking, a suit that squeezes tight But there’s a quiet thunder raging in my chest tonight ​ A hundred fifty years ago I’d be riding with the breeze A saddle for a pillow under tall pine trees Now they tell me where to stand, they tell me how to pay But the outlaw in my blood won't live no other way ’Cause I was born a hundred years too late Trying to outrun a modern fate Got a heart built for the open plains Trapped behind these heavy chains Call me foolish, call me blind But I’m leaving this cage behind Just a lone wolf chasing the setting sun Living wild like the ancient ones! ​ I trade the concrete jungle for a gravel road at night Windows down, no GPS, just full moon light They say you gotta fit the mold to make it in this place But I was born to run a different kind of race ​ ’Cause I was born a hundred years too late Trying to outrun a modern fate Got a heart built for the open plains Trapped behind these heavy chains Call me foolish, call me blind But I’m leaving this cage behind Just a lone wolf chasing the setting sun Living wild like the ancient ones! ​ Maybe there’s no frontier left to claim Maybe every wild spirit’s gotta be tamed But as long as this heartbeat pounds in my chest I’ll be riding heavy toward the wild, wild West! ​ ’Cause I was born a hundred years to late Trying to outrun a modern fate Got a heart built for the open plains Trapped behind these heavy chains Call me foolish, call me blind But I’m leaving this cage behind Just a lone wolf chasing the setting sun Living wild like the ancient ones! ​ Yeah, living wild... No fences can hold me Just a modern-day outlaw...