This song was only mentioned in passing, and only part of the lyrics were written. The song was written a couple years ago, in Will’s more promiscuous days.
Bucking, wild, can’t rein me in
Sultry, sweet, the taste of sin
Flee each night from where I’ve been
No harness made will hold me
And she cannot control me
There’s no praise for the virtueless,
A man untamed, like me.
Love Will ©2016 Lori L. Otto