Badlands - Alabama 3

Fresh scrubbed baby, momma’s kiss on his cheek

Steps off the greyhound with money for a week

A wild eyed innocent, he knows no fear

It takes more than heroes to survive down there

In the badlands, the badlands, the badlands

Well if you’ve got the bullets…

They’ll remember your name down there

Can’t drink the water, can’t breathe the air

They said it was exciting, never said it was fair

You’re just another singer in a pilgrim’s suit

Chased by the lines till you learn to shoot

In the badlands, the badlands, the badlands

If you’ve got those black diamonds

They’ll remember your name down there

Badlands, well there’s always a faster hand in the west

Room around town for only the best

One false step and you’ll be cut down

For some it’s paradise, others it’s hell

In the badlands, the badlands, the badlands

Yeah, if you’ve got the bullet

They’ll remember your name down there

They’ll remember your name down there

They’ll remember your name down there

You’re gonna need some protection

You had better make your connections