sits a man of business, a man of means

he's got intrays and ashtrays

he is up to his neck in computers and tragedy queens

undermining his overdraft with lunches with the president

he got indecision and indigestion

and he wonders where the last ten million went

but what do i get when i say to his face?

let me take you to a better place



wild horses wouldn't drag me there

wild horses wouldn't make me care

i know where i belong

and i've been here too long

wild horses wouldn't drag me there

wild horses wouldn't make me care

i know where i belong

and i've been here too long



on the side of a mountain 

lives a man of nature, a man of peace

he got no food and no money

and he's waiting for his merciful release

works his fingers to the bone

just to make it through the winter snows

he's got nothing to do and no one to do it to

and he wonders where the buffalo goes

but what do i get when i say to his face?

let me take you to a better place



wild horses wouldn't drag me there

wild horses wouldn't make me care

i know where i belong

and i've been here too long

wild horses wouldn't drag me there

wild horses wouldn't make me care

i know where i belong

and i've been here too long

wild horses wouldn't drag me there

wild horses wouldn't make me care

i know where i belong

and i've been here too long

wild horses wouldn't drag me there

wild horses wouldn't make me care

i know where i belong

and i've been here too long