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The Doors

My wild love went riding,

She rode all the day,

She rode to the Devil,

And asked him to pay.

The Devil was wiser,

It's time to repent.

He asked her to give back

The money she spent.



My wild love went riding,

She rode to the sea,

She gathered together

Some shells for her hair.

She rode and she rode on,

She rode for a while,

Then stopped for an evening

And laid her head down.



She rode on to Christmas,

She rode to the farm,

She rode to Japan,

And re-entered a town.

By this time the weather

Had changed one degree,

She asked for the people

To let her go free.

My wild love is crazy,

She screams like a bird,

She moans like a cat

When she wants to be heard. (Yeah!)

My wild love went riding,

She rode for an hour,

She rode and she rested

And then she rode on.

Right! C'mon!



Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah...