.Let your mammas cry when the trains roll at night
Let the wildfires fly with the soul of child
Chorus:
When the day is done, I was born a bad man's son.
When the day is done, I was born a bad man's son.
Let the coyotes cry, underneath heaven's eyes,
Never speak of .
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