
Fire Licks, Not Bullets
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- spaghetti western
- soft rock
- guitar solo
- synthesizer
- rock
- electric guitar
- drums
- 2020s
- melancholic
- ska
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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