You might calm me, but you cannot tame me Your domesticity appalls me And I'll bite off the hand that feeds me Then I'll go back home to the country You're forcing my hand, here When the mountain and the trees look so near You know I won't stay here Free from fallen humankind You might calm me, but you cannot tame me Your domesticity appalls me And I'll bite off the hand that feeds me Then I'll go back home to the country Like a bolt from a ghostly revolver I will leave like smoke from the chamber With a glimpse of a superior specter You will see the gallop in me You're forcing my hand, here When the mountain and the trees look so near You know I won't stay here Free from fallen humankind You might calm me, but you cannot tame me Your domesticity appalls me And I'll bite off the hand that feeds me Then I'll go back home to the country