(Bobby Bare)      On that first day of March the day that she was born   Wild as the wind was on the Friday morn   They all say that she looked evil even then   When her daddy smiled and said that she looked wild as the wind.      The fourteen summers passed and she blossomed like a flower   Wild as the wind she grew prettier by the hour   Then one day she found out she could break the minds of men   She became a woman child wild as the wind.      Lips as sweet as honey and so eager to please   She comes and she goes just like a summer breeze   I've been beneath her magic spell I know I'll go again   Gotta have that woman child wild as the wind.      Gotta have that woman child wild as the wind.   Gotta have that woman child wild as the wind...