I used to shot with my gun
and play havock with the stuff i had
god knows how many times
i saw my body on the ground
canít figure who could stand me
me and the people i knew
i thought my star has dropped me
me and the people i knew
into the blasting daylight
i can see all the things i couldnít see
i guess my soul went bogus
dragginí my body down
now i can feel the sunshine
and itís creatureís rising sounds
just like mono to stereo twist of scenario
i will see all the things i couldnít see
I feel lucky
into the blasting daylight
i can see all the things i couldnít see
i guess weíve never parted
not even for a while
now when i stare at the sunrise
at the creatureís rising sounds
feel a little bit older
crossin' the border
i can see all the things i couldnít see
I feel lucky
i used to shot with my gun
play havock with the things i had
now horses run wild, wild