Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bad Magick, artist - Shooter Jennings. Album song BAD MAGICK - The Best Of Shooter Jennings & The 357's, in the genre Кантри
Date of issue: 31.12.2008
Record label: Universal South
Song language: English
Bad Magick |
The sun don’t burn fast enough for me |
In a cloud of smoke my conscience becomes clean |
A long and lonesome road I’ve 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 I’ll ride away with my freedom in my hands |
To die another day in the broken promise land |
Yeah, I’ll ride away and I’ll 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 |
I’ll be gone in the morn before you wake |