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Company always on the run
Destiny is the rising sun
Oh, I was born six-gun in my hand
Behind a gun I'll make my final stand
That's why they call me
Bad company
And I can't deny
Bad company
Till the day I die
Till the day I die
Rebel souls Deserters we are called
Chose a gun and threw away the sun
Now these towns
