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• Artiste: Ray Wylie Hubbard
• Titre: Fast Left Hand
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My grandma told my mama, "This boy gonna be the one Gonna have a fast left hand, same as the Seventh Son" And then she lit a candle and set it on a rabbit's skull She touched a nine volt battery to a wad of steel wool There's a fire, there's a fire There's a fire burning all the time There's a fire, there's a fire There's a fire burning all the time I was raised with the Pentecostal, believing the world was true When I was thirteen I got a Flat Top Kalamazoo Ghosts started howling, lightening lit up the dark Smelled like singed hair when it ignited Joan of Ark There's a fire, there's a fire There's a fire burning all the time There's a fire, there's a fire There's a fire burning all the time It's a dimes worth of blues and a left hand with speed This woman, yellow jacket's clothes, feathers and flower seeds There's a storm a-coming, I don't need a lightening rod And I won't be pushed around bound to mediocre gods I always bless my food, even if it's shredded wheat I don't always see the light, but I sure enough feel the heat There's a fire, there's a fire There's a fire burning all the time There's a fire, there's a fire There's a fire burning all the time There's a fire, oh, there's a fire There's a fire burning all the time Oh, there's a fire, oh, there's a fire There's a fire burning all the time Ooh