โหลดเพลง mp3 Badlands - Marty Stuart

Well somewhere between the wanting and the dying
Just beyond the thunder, of the gun

The bones of thirsty ghosts are sad and crying

Believing their redemption day has come and gone

It's a bitter pair of dice this dust of evil

Lost and lonely kingdom, of the plains

Well God looked down and saw a world of suffering

And then cried out, I'm gonna give this place a name.

Badlands

Badlands

Badlands

Badlands

Well it's a church without a steeple

But in the heart of its people

Good will come again, to the Badlands

It's a wilderness that lies, in a broken promise land

Where the devil and his soldiers, hang around like next of kin

But the shadows have eyes, and I hear voices in the wind

Telling me the second coming of the red man, is closer than it's ever been

Badlands

Badlands

Badlands

Badlands

Well it's a church without a steeple

But in the heart of its people

Good will come again, to the Badlands

Badlands

Badlands
Badlands

Badlands