Jennings, Shooter - Bad Magick Lyrics

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
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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

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Jennings, Shooter Bad Magick Comments
  1. x ppP

    So you decided to follow Satan........ And you're still a cut-rate minor league Entertainer. So what did all that get you?

    Jason K.

    better than it did for me and you, youtube troll

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  3. Kathy Williamson

    Love it!!!!!

  4. September Campbell

    I'll ride away with my freedom in my hands...still wish I'd been bold enough to ask for your autograph at the Windjammer in Charleston, SC. Thanks for all your Outlaw Music, Shooter. Please keep on.

  5. Wendy Pettie

    This is one of his best songs!!!! It Rocks with a splash of country!