- Shooter Jennings Bad Magick 歌詞
- Shooter Jennings
- The sun dont burn fast enough for me
In a cloud of smoke my conscience becomes clean
A long and lonesome road
Ive travelled to be free
And I carry no one and no one carries me
And I sleep away the days and ride the night
To another lonely town and lonely night
But Ill ride away with my freedom in my hands
To die another day in the broken promise land
Yeah, Ill ride away and
Ill leave you with the sun
To a life some would call tragic
I was born unto the gun and
I practice
Bad Magick
The wind at my back, the desert at my feet
I know no love, my only fried is my steed
No one called family, my ties are severed clean
My mother is the mountain, my father is the stream
If you see me young lady, just turn and walk away
Ill be gone in the morn before you wake
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