Bad Company – Bad Company – letras

Company, always on the runDestiny is a rising sunI was born six gun in my handBehind the gun I make my final standThat’s why they call meBad company, I can’t denyBad, bad company’Til the day I dieRebel souls, deserters we are calledChose a gun and threw away the swordNow these towns, they all know our namesSix gun sound is our claim to fameI can hear ’em sayBad company, and I won’t denyBad, bad company’Til the day I die