"Bad Company" lyrics

"Bad Company"
(originally by Bad Company)

A company, always on the run
Our destiny, oh, it's the rising sun
I was a born, a shotgun in my hand
Behind the gun, I'll make my final stand, yeah

And that's why they call me

Bad company
I can't deny
Bad, bad company
'Til the day I die
Until the day I die
Until the day I die

Rebel souls; "deserters," we've been called
Chose a gun and threw away the sun
Now these towns, well, they all know our name
The Death Punch sound is our claim to fame

And that's why they call me

Bad company
I can't deny
Bad, bad company
'Til the day I die
Until the day I die
Until the day I die

Eye for an eye
Tooth for a tooth
Blood for blood
We've all gotta die
We've all gotta die

And that's why they call me

Bad company
I won't deny
Bad, bad company
'Til the day I die
Bad company
I won't deny
Bad, bad company
'Til the day I die
Until the day I die
Until the day I die

Until the day I die
Until the day I die
Until the day I die


Thanks to mike brizendine for adding these lyrics.
Thanks to Tim, Ryan for correcting these lyrics.
Writer(s): Simon Kirke, Paul Rodgers
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