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Fire Licks, Not Bullets

pocalips

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Lyrics

Verse 1

Sunburned skin and a blackened coat

Desert wind whispers harsh

Dust cloud rolling, I walk real slow

Silver towns left behind

One eye on the setting sun

Six years, I kept running

Cheap hotel, cracked mirror, I stare

Lone shadow dances

I was the boy with the trembling hand

Wanted gold and wanted glory

Fastest gun, sweetest sin

Hell couldn't hold me

Chorus

Now I fire licks, not bullets

My fingers write my story

Nights are long, stage is wide

And the wild wind calls me

Used to shoot for my living

Now I sing what I can't confess

Found my peace

Another hard luck tune

From a wild west

Post-Chorus

Oh, I wander on

Oh, I wander on, I wander on

Verse 2

Townsfolk talk of the things I did

Shadows in the alleys

They say scars never fade

Lonely hearts, empty valleys

Maybe I'd trade all my restless miles

Hollow gold, fleeting pride

For one small chance, a stranger's smile

Still I ride

Moonlit stages, the crowd goes silent

Once I drew, now I bend and break

Strings buzzing, sharp, defiant

Redemption's what I take

Chorus

Now I fire licks, not bullets

My fingers write my story

Nights are long, stage is wide

And the wild wind calls me

Used to shoot for my living

Now I sing what I can't confess

Found my peace

Another hard luck tune

From a wild west

Post-Chorus

Oh, I wander on

Oh, I wander on, I wander on [Guitar Solo]

Bridge

Sometimes I hear the desert calling

Sometimes I hear the wild wind sing

Sometimes I feel the heavy thunderstorm

And the draw that's pulling me in

Chorus

Now I fire licks, not bullets

My fingers write my story

Nights are long, stage is wide

And the wild wind calls me

Used to shoot for my living

Now I sing what I can't confess

Found my peace

Another hard luck tune

From a wild west

Post-Chorus

Oh, I wander on

I wander on, I wander on

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