genre: Country - Rock
An old man by the name of Tommy Branum told me of a dream that he had. In his dream a mother is plowing a field with a mule and her mute son is riding on its back. While they work she is bestowing all of her wisdom upon him in the hope that one day he'll speak. After she finished a row and was turning the mule, her son looked up at the billowing clouds and exclaimed...
Mama, wild, wild horses are com in' tonight.
So we wrote this song.