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