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