They used to say that I was a joker
Now I'm just a fool
They used to call me quite a smoker
I could burn right through
I'd burn right through
Oh I'd burn right through
They used to call me the red-headed devil
Always on my tail
I'm looking down disarranged and disheveled
I could raise some hell
And I burn right through
Oh I burn right through
Well love could never change my heart
And I could never play the part
Can't remember if I ever told the truth to you
And I burn right through
I never knew that I was the fall man
But I fell from grace
I'm looking back at a figure in the mirror
But I don't recognize the face
They used to say that I'm like a preacher
But I don't talk to God
And I won't know, won't know until I reach there
'Til then I'm moving on
And I burn right through
Oh I burn right through
Sons of the East - Burn Right Through Lyrics
Sons of the East - Burn Right Through Lyrics
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They used to say that I was a joker
Now I'm just a fool
They used to call me quite a smoker
I could burn right through
I'd burn right through
Oh I'd burn right through
They used to call me the red-headed devil
Always on my tail
I'm looking down disarranged and disheveled
I could raise some hell
And I burn right through
Oh I burn right through
Well love could never change my heart
And I could never play the part
Can't remember if I ever told the truth to you
And I burn right through
I never knew that I was the fall man
But I fell from grace
I'm looking back at a figure in the mirror
But I don't recognize the face
They used to say that I'm like a preacher
But I don't talk to God
And I won't know, won't know until I reach there
'Til then I'm moving on
And I burn right through
Oh I burn right through
Now I'm just a fool
They used to call me quite a smoker
I could burn right through
I'd burn right through
Oh I'd burn right through
They used to call me the red-headed devil
Always on my tail
I'm looking down disarranged and disheveled
I could raise some hell
And I burn right through
Oh I burn right through
Well love could never change my heart
And I could never play the part
Can't remember if I ever told the truth to you
And I burn right through
I never knew that I was the fall man
But I fell from grace
I'm looking back at a figure in the mirror
But I don't recognize the face
They used to say that I'm like a preacher
But I don't talk to God
And I won't know, won't know until I reach there
'Til then I'm moving on
And I burn right through
Oh I burn right through
Writer: Bryon Glynne Jones, Daniel Berriman Wallage, Jack Rollins, Nicholas William Francis Johnston
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group