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