The Wild One

It begins here for me on this road. How the whole mess happened I don't know, but I know it couldn't happen again in a million years. Maybe I could of stopped it early, but once the trouble was on its way, I was just goin' with it. Mostly I remember the girl. I can't explain it – a sad chick like that, but somethin' changed in me. She got to me, but that's later anyway. This is where it begins for me right on this road.