Her Mountain Heart is a Wild Thing

Her mountain heart is a wild thing
Won’t be bound by chain or ring
Lives on the wild side
She’s never satisfied

In her green revealing dress
Laughin, drinkin to excess
Floatin all around the room
Mixin whiskey and perfume

She could have most any man
Temp him like no other can
But buy her a drink ‘n treat her right
You’ll be her friend just for the night

So if you see her at the bar
With her shot glass and guitar
And you see those blue eyes roam
Better find your nerve boy, ‘fore she goes home