Reckless Kelly - Wicked Twisted Road Lyrics
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Wicked Twisted Road
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What Are The Lyrics For Wicked Twisted Road By Reckless Kelly?
My first love was a wicked twisted road
I hit the million mile mark at seventeen years old I never saw the rainbow, much less a pot of gold Yeah, my first love was a wicked twisted road My first love was a castle in the sky I never thought I'd make it till I had the guts to try Then I sat up in my tower while the whole world passed me by Yeah, my first love was a castle in the sky My first love was a fearless driving rain Scared to death I thought I'd never see her face again They say God was crying so I guess he felt my pain My first love was a fearless driving rain My first love was a wild sinful night I ran out with the big dogs Guess I had more bark than bite I know I won the battle but in the end I lost the fight Yeah, my first love was a wild sinful night My first love was an angry painful song I wanted one so bad I went and did everything wrong A lesson in reality would come before too long Yeah, my first love was an angry painful song My first love was a wicked twisted road I hit the million mile mark at seventeen years old I never saw the rainbow, much less a pot of gold Yeah, my first love was a wicked twisted road My first love was a wicked twisted road |
Who Wrote Wicked Twisted Road By Reckless Kelly?
Willy Braun
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What's The Duration Of The Wicked Twisted Road By Reckless Kelly?The duration of Wicked Twisted Road is 3:28 minutes and seconds. |
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