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It smelled so wrong, one hundred men strong,At night they stole our might,But cowards don't count, only the brave facethe loss and pay the cost,These days turning into years, I'm getting strongerwhile they're sitting holding up the bar,Just a ghost town day, I hear every word they say,Cos the wind carry it that far,Still the bad men of Bodie,buried but they don't die,run for they must try,but you can't steal the treasure from the brave men of BodieIt's been a while since WC checked inand now he's here to settle up the score,shoulda known better than to mess with the manya don't know what he's fighting for,Some of them turn and most of them learn andthey seek no reason why,They pay to come, they pay to go,dressing the devil for the Sunday showThe bad men of Bodie,buried but they don't die,run for they must try,Songtextebut you can't steal the treasure from the brave men of old BodieTomorrow's sun will rise but you wont see it cos yacashed in your chips this time,In the high desert cold, you may never grow old,and they turn no water into wineStill the bad men of Bodie,buried but they don't die,run for they must try,but you can't steal the treasure from the brave men of old Bodie Aus Songtexte Mania