Josh Ritter - Old Black Magic Lyrics
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Old Black Magic
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What Are The Lyrics For Old Black Magic By Josh Ritter?
True love to true love
And rust to rust I let the others cast stones While I drew in the dust I tried to be a good man Something changes in the wind I got that old black magic rolling in Wave upon wave now Here come the dreams And I can't see the lighthouse And the lighthouse can't scream Don't you know I need you so bad Tell me where the hell you been I got that old black magic rolling in Rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling in I can't sleep for crying I cry all the time Everybody's got an angel I got mine Wings of a crow Overshadowin' I got that old black magic rolling in Rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling in I know the way it goes down It's all in my head I feel it rising From its unmarked bed Sure not the devil Sure not his friend But I know for sure What's rolling in You never asked for fire You already were a thief So I knew you'd be with me When I need you to be Steal my soul honey Keep it for me when I got that old black magic rolling in Rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling in There was a time I knew ya You knew me There was nothing in between us Far as we could see Don't you know I need my true love My truest friend I got that old black magic rolling in Rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling in Rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling in |
Who Wrote Old Black Magic By Josh Ritter?
Joshua Benjamin Ritter
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What's The Duration Of The Old Black Magic By Josh Ritter?The duration of Old Black Magic is 4:46 minutes and seconds. |
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