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Bad news travels like wild fire good news travels slow
They all call me a Wildfire cause everybody knows
That I'm bad news everywhere I go
Always a gettin' in the trouble ha ha ha
And leavin' little girls who hate to see me go
I've picked peaches down in Georgia lumberjacked up in Maine
I've been hired and jailed in every state you can name
Because I'm bad news...
From north to south from east to west the story is the same
From one state to the other I have to change my name
Because I'm bad news...
Now they tried to hang me down in Oakland and they did in San Frisco
But I wouldn't choke and I broke their rope they had to let me go
Because I'm bad news...