Songtext von Bad News

Well bad news travels like wild fire Good news travels slow And they call me old wild fire everywhere i go Lord i'm bad news everybody knows Always gettin' into trouble And leaving little girls That hate to see me go Well i've picked peaches down in georgia I lumber jacked up in maine And i've been hired and fired and jailed In every state you can name Cause i'm ... Well from north to south From east to west the story is the same From one state to the other I had to change my name Well they tried to hang me down in oakland They did in san francisco But i wouldn't choke and i broke their rope And they had to let me go