Well I was smashing rock in the burning sun
Ninety-nine years and my work ain't done
Lift a nine-pound hammer high above my head
Swing it on down like a ton of lead
If I get out I won't have much
I'll keep searching for the magic touch
That's all I need
I've got to find the magic touch
Well this kind of magic can't be bought or sold
When everything you touch turns to gold
It'll light your eyes, it'll time your talk
Lift your laugh and spring your walk
And in the darkest hour of the night
You'll keep searching for that burning light
And that's all I need
That's all I need
I gotta have the magic
Yeah, that's all I need
I gotta have the magic touch
Smashin' rock in the burnin' sun
Ninety-nine years and the work ain't done
In the darkest hour of the night
I keep searching for the burning light
And that's all I need
(I keep searching)
That's all I need
(I keep searching)
I gotta have the magic touch
And that's I need (I keep searching)
I gotta have the magic
That's all I need (I keep searching)
I gotta have the magic touch
