Текст песни Blues Saraceno — 7th Born Son

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I was born
On the seventh day alone
I was found
By the devil and his own
He said
You can run, You can run but you will find
That your the seventh born to the seventh son

Whoo Hoo, Woah, Whoa
I'm the seventh born son
Whoo Hoo, Woah, Whoa
I'm the seventh born son

I ride along
The wicked path of down below
The killers own
Trouble coming, that you know
You can try, You can try but you can't hide
Cause I'm the seventh born to the seventh son

Whoo Hoo, Woah, Whoa
I'm the seventh born son
Whoo Hoo, Woah, Whoa
I'm the seventh born son

Straight trouble
Pure Evil
The devil walking

Gotta warn ya
I gotta warn ya
I got to warn ya
Here comes the seventh born son

Whoo Hoo, Woah, Whoa
I'm the seventh born son
Whoo Hoo, Woah, Whoa
I'm the seventh born son
Whoo Hoo, Woah, Whoa
I'm the seventh born son
Whoo Hoo, Woah, Whoa
Hey
I'm the seventh born son

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