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Bad Magick

๐Ÿ‘ค Shooter Jennings โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ Bad Magick: The Best of Shooter Jennings & The .357's โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 5:12
๐ŸŽต 1249 characters
โฑ๏ธ 5:12 duration
๐Ÿ†” ID: 16635963

๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

The sun don't burn fast enough for me
In a cloud of smoke my conscience becomes clean
Long and lonesome road, I've traveled to be free
And I carry no one and no one carries me

I sleep away the days and ride the night
To another lonely town and lonely night

Yeah, I'll ride away with my freedom in my hands
To die another day in the broken promised land

Yeah, I'll ride away and I will leave you with the sun
To a life's 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 friend 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

Yeah, I'll ride away with my freedom in my hands
To die another day in the broken promised land

Yeah, I'll ride away and I will leave you with the sun
To a life's some would call tragic
I was born unto the gun and I practice
Bad magick

Yeah, I'll ride away with my freedom in my hands
To die another day in the broken promised land

Yeah, I'll ride away and I will leave you with the sun
To a life's some would call tragic
I was born unto the gun and I practice
Bad magick

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:17.25] The sun don't burn fast enough for me
[00:30.85] In a cloud of smoke my conscience becomes clean
[00:39.08] Long and lonesome road, I've traveled to be free
[00:45.47] And I carry no one and no one carries me
[00:53.66] I sleep away the days and ride the night
[00:59.97] To another lonely town and lonely night
[01:07.27] Yeah, I'll ride away with my freedom in my hands
[01:14.52] To die another day in the broken promised land
[01:21.71] Yeah, I'll ride away and I will leave you with the sun
[01:29.95] To a life's some would call tragic
[01:33.54] I was born unto the gun and I practice
[01:39.98] Bad magick
[01:55.45] The wind at my back, the desert at my feet
[02:02.69] I know no love, my only friend is my steed
[02:09.92] No one called family, my ties are severed clean
[02:18.18] My mother is the mountain, my father is the stream
[02:25.43] If you see me young lady, just turn and walk away
[02:31.78] I'll be gone in the morn before you wake
[02:39.96] Yeah, I'll ride away with my freedom in my hands
[02:47.23] To die another day in the broken promised land
[02:54.57] Yeah, I'll ride away and I will leave you with the sun
[03:01.77] To a life's some would call tragic
[03:05.45] I was born unto the gun and I practice
[03:12.76] Bad magick
[03:56.36] Yeah, I'll ride away with my freedom in my hands
[04:04.45] To die another day in the broken promised land
[04:10.86] Yeah, I'll ride away and I will leave you with the sun
[04:19.02] To a life's some would call tragic
[04:22.69] I was born unto the gun and I practice
[04:29.03] Bad magick
[05:05.35]

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