One, two, one two three four... Bad news travels like a wildfire And good news travels slow They call my your Wildfire Every place I go 'Cause I'm bad news Mmmm... every place I go, oh oh now Oh Lord always gettin' in trouble Leavin' little girls who hate to see me go (Bad news, bad news) (repeat ad lib.) I've picked peaches down in Georgia Lumberjacked up in Maine I've been hired and jailed In every state you can name 'Cause I'm bad news Every place I go, oh oh now Because I'm always gettin' into trouble And I'm leavin' little girls who hate to see me go (Bad news, bad news) (Bad news, bad news) (Instrumental) Lord they tried to hang me down in Oakland And they did in San Frisco But I wouldn't choke And I broke their rope And they had to let me go 'Cause I'm bad news Every place I go, every place I go You know I'm always gettin' into trouble And I'm leavin' little girls who hate to see me go (Bad news, bad news) (repeat ad lib.) Because I'm bad news... Oh you better believe it... Oh I'm bad news... I tell it like it is... I got to tell you Lord, I'm bad news... Yeah I'm bad news...