Bad Magick Lyrics - Shooter Jennings

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