Hull May the road you ride be kind May all your troubles stay behind May you find what you are looking for And may the good wolf never go blind. Wooo ! Let the four wild gale winds roar Let winter howl some more I will hold you close and comfort you And keep the bad wolf from the door. Think I've passed this way before Many moons ago or more And I loved you then and I always will Keep the bad wolf from the door. Out in the wild, a frightened little child Calls for peace of mind. Every bridge has to be spanned Every helping must have a hand Every man is born a wilderness And the wild wolf understands. Out in the wild, a frightened little child Calls for peace of mind. May the road you ride be kind May all your troubles stay behind May you find what you are looking for And may the good wolf never go blind.