Logan Bowden - Tame Lyrics

I don't often think of Sarie
Now the day is done
When she calls I ball
For I know where she's coming from

Tame me, its wonder I don't walk on fours
Waiting at the table till morn
You've done the best you're able
Down in Rochester
I'm old enough to chew my hand

Take off your coat
You tell me shame
And pull my hair
In October moons
The wicked reign from where we grew

Tame me, its wonder I don't walk on fours
Waiting at the table till morn
You've done the best you're able
Down in Rochester
I'm old enough to chew my hand