The Call of the Wild Lyrics

Have you gazed on naked grandeur

Where there's nothing else to gaze on

Set pieces and drop-curtain scenes galore

Big mountains heaved to heaven

Which the blinding sunsets blazon

Black canyons where the rapids rip and roar?

Have you swept the visioned valley

With the green stream streaking through it

Searched the Vastness for a something you have lost?

Have you strung your soul to silence?

Then for God's sake go and do it

And listen to the wild, it's calling you

It's calling you

Have you wandered in the wilderness

The sagebrush desolation

The bunch-grass levels where the cattle graze?

Have you whistled bits of rag-time

At the end of all creation

And learned to know the desert's little ways?

Have you camped upon the foothills

Have you galloped o'er the ranges

Have you roamed the arid sun-lands through and through?

Have you chummed up with the mesa?

Do you know its moods and changes?

Then listen to the wild, it's calling you

It's calling you

Have you known the Great White Silence

Not a snow-gemmed twig aquiver?

(Eternal truths that shame our soothing lies)

Have you broken trail on snowshoes?

Mushed your huskies up the river

Dared the unknown, led the way, and clutched the prize?

Have you marked the map's void spaces

Mingled with the mongrel races

Felt the savage strength of brute in every thew?

And though grim as hell the worst is

Can you round it off with curses?

Then hearken to the wild, it's wanting you

It's wanting you

They have cradled you in custom

They have primed you with their preaching

They have soaked you in convention through and through

They have put you in a showcase

You're a credit to their teaching;

But can't you hear the wild?

It's calling you

It's calling you

It's calling you

It's calling you