Sweet child in time you'll see the line The line that's drawn between the good and the bad See the blind man shooting at the world Bullets flying taking toll If you've been bad, Lord I bet you have And you've been hit by flying lead You'd better close

We were wannabe rebels that didn't have a clue In our rock n roll tee shirts and our typically bad attitudes Had no excuses for the things that we'd done We were brave, we were crazy, we were mostly Man I don't know where the time goes Young, young But

If it wasn't for bad luck I'd have no luck at all Keep you eye on the money Keep your eye on the money Black jack roulette Losing high and low She rolls the dice She's cold as ice Turn a young man old

I can't seem to say "I'd like you to stay" Yes I am a master I have you, bad man Little love Little love caster I would take you home I would take you home and then

(feat. DJ Quik) Gotta keep it a secret (woo!) Hey man let me ask you something man You ever have one of them days where you felt like You might to got rid of all the bad seeds in your life? You know what I mean like you just got your paycheck

Half of all of this is gonna have to do Is gonna have to do Well it's like... Life after death is life after you Too bad that knife in my back was so heavy I hope she's missing me already Life after this is life after you Felt like the earth was alive

Sweet child in time you'll see the line The line that's drawn between the good and the bad See the blind man shooting at the world Bullets flying taking toll If you've been bad, Lord I bet you have And you've been hit by flying lead You'd better close

Got my mojo working Got my mojo working, but it just won't work on you Going down to Louisiana to get me a mojo hand I got a gypsy woman givin' me advice I want to love you so bad, I don't know what to do I'm gonna have all you women under my command I

Makes me so sad, girl You haven't seen my man I'm a sad girl, I'm a sad girl, I'm a sad girl I'm a sad girl, I'm a bad girl, I'm a bad girl He's got the fire and he walks with fame He's got the fire and he talks with fame His Bonnie on the side, Bonnie

Stand By Your Man, Sometimes it's hard to be a woman giving all your love to just one man. You'll have bad times And he'll have good times, Doin' things that you don't understand. But if you love him you'll forgive him, even though he's hard to