Bruce Springsteen - Tracks II: The Lost Albums Lyrics
Follow That Dream
If your heart is restless from waiting so long
If you're tired and weary and you can't go on
If a distant dream is calling you
Then there's just one thing you can do
Follow that dream
Wherever it may lead
Come on follow that dream
To find the love you need
Come on follow that dream
Now I've been searching for a heart that's free
Searching for someone to search with me
I need a love
A love I can trust
Together we'll search for the things that come to us
In dreams
Wherever they may lead
Come on follow that dream
To find the love you need
Come on follow that dream
Now every man has the right to live
The right to a chance
To give what he has to give
The right to fight for the things he believes
For the things that come to him in dreams
Yeah, follow that dream
Wherever it may lead
Come on follow that dream
To find the love you need
Come on now follow that dream
Wherever it may lead
Come on now follow that dream
To find the love you need
Come on follow that dream
Yeah, follow that dream
Yeah, come on and follow that dream
Come on and follow that dream
Come on and follow that dream
To find the love you need
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If your heart is restless from waiting so long
If you're tired and weary and you can't go on
If a distant dream is calling you
Then there's just one thing you can do
Follow that dream
Wherever it may lead
Come on follow that dream
To find the love you need
Come on follow that dream
Now I've been searching for a heart that's free
Searching for someone to search with me
I need a love
A love I can trust
Together we'll search for the things that come to us
In dreams
Wherever they may lead
Come on follow that dream
To find the love you need
Come on follow that dream
Now every man has the right to live
The right to a chance
To give what he has to give
The right to fight for the things he believes
For the things that come to him in dreams
Yeah, follow that dream
Wherever it may lead
Come on follow that dream
To find the love you need
Come on now follow that dream
Wherever it may lead
Come on now follow that dream
To find the love you need
Come on follow that dream
Yeah, follow that dream
Yeah, come on and follow that dream
Come on and follow that dream
Come on and follow that dream
To find the love you need
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Don't Back Down On Our Love
When the night winds rustle
The far away leaves
Rolling down the Kayona Valley
Through the cottonwood trees
And the wild river rises
With the last season's rains
I wake in the darkness
And I call your name
Don't back down on our love
Don't back down on our love
Don't back down on our love
Don't back down
Baby, don't back down on our love
Don't back down on our love
Don't back down on our love
Don't back down
I awake and I know
That sleep won't come soon
So I watch the headlights crawl up and down the wall
Of the lonesome room
Think of that club by the river
Where we danced on and on
Swore our love would last forever
And you laughеd on and on
Don't back down on our love
Don't back down on our love
Don't back down on our love
Don't back down
Yеah, I wanna weep, but I'm broke inside and my tears won't run
I wanna sleep, but there ain't no dream, and the sleep won't come
Last night, I stood on Black Mountain
And looked out to the sea
Where the waters of Mystery River
Go rushing endlessly
And the love we swore would last as long
As those waters roared on
I awoke in the darkness
It was gone, gone, gone
Don't back down on our love
Don't back down on our love
Don't back down on our love
Don't back down
Baby, don't back down on our love
Don't back down on our love
Don't back down on our love
Don't back down
Honey, don't back down on our love
Don't back down on our love
Don't back down on our love
Don't back down
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Faroese
When the night winds rustle
The far away leaves
Rolling down the Kayona Valley
Through the cottonwood trees
And the wild river rises
With the last season's rains
I wake in the darkness
And I call your name
Don't back down on our love
Don't back down on our love
Don't back down on our love
Don't back down
Baby, don't back down on our love
Don't back down on our love
Don't back down on our love
Don't back down
I awake and I know
That sleep won't come soon
So I watch the headlights crawl up and down the wall
Of the lonesome room
Think of that club by the river
Where we danced on and on
Swore our love would last forever
And you laughеd on and on
Don't back down on our love
Don't back down on our love
Don't back down on our love
Don't back down
Yеah, I wanna weep, but I'm broke inside and my tears won't run
I wanna sleep, but there ain't no dream, and the sleep won't come
Last night, I stood on Black Mountain
And looked out to the sea
Where the waters of Mystery River
Go rushing endlessly
And the love we swore would last as long
As those waters roared on
I awoke in the darkness
It was gone, gone, gone
Don't back down on our love
Don't back down on our love
Don't back down on our love
Don't back down
Baby, don't back down on our love
Don't back down on our love
Don't back down on our love
Don't back down
Honey, don't back down on our love
Don't back down on our love
Don't back down on our love
Don't back down
Writer: Bruce Springsteen
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Little Girl Like You
I want a little house on a little hill
I wanna settle down, yeah, I think I will
Settle down and find a little love that's true
Settle down with a girl like you
I've seen a lot of girls, had a lot of fun
I ran around a lot, now my running's done
Honey, all I wanna, wanna be running to
Is the arms of a girl like you
You start livin' life like you just don't care
You done everything, you been everywhere
But what I done ain't nothin' to what I wanna do
When I find a little girl like you
We'll get married in a church down a winding path
Tell a lot of jokes, have a lot of laughs
Do whatever it is that we wanna do
Long as I do it with a girl like you
Hey, little stranger walkin' down the street
You're the only one can make my life complete
I got a plan but it's made for two
So I need a little girl like you
Yeah, hey, I need a little girl like you
Oh honey, I need a little girl like you
Oh baby, I need a little girl like you
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English
I want a little house on a little hill
I wanna settle down, yeah, I think I will
Settle down and find a little love that's true
Settle down with a girl like you
I've seen a lot of girls, had a lot of fun
I ran around a lot, now my running's done
Honey, all I wanna, wanna be running to
Is the arms of a girl like you
You start livin' life like you just don't care
You done everything, you been everywhere
But what I done ain't nothin' to what I wanna do
When I find a little girl like you
We'll get married in a church down a winding path
Tell a lot of jokes, have a lot of laughs
Do whatever it is that we wanna do
Long as I do it with a girl like you
Hey, little stranger walkin' down the street
You're the only one can make my life complete
I got a plan but it's made for two
So I need a little girl like you
Yeah, hey, I need a little girl like you
Oh honey, I need a little girl like you
Oh baby, I need a little girl like you
Writer: Bruce Springsteen
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Sugarland
Grains in the field covered with tarp
Can't get a price to see my way clear
I'm sitting down at the Sugarland bar
You might as well bury my body right here
Tractor and combines out in the cold
Sheds piled high with the wheat we ain't sold
Silos filled with last year's crop
If something don't break, hey, we're all gonna drop
My wife's got another comin' in July
She's just layin' up in bed
All she does is cry, cry, cry
Tommy, oh, Tommy, I'm so alone
Tommy, oh, Tommy, oh, won't you stay home?
Pa don't say nothing except when it rains
He sits by the window listening to the sound of passing trains
Roarin' out of the night carryin' an empty load
We got a whole lot of grain
That ain't got nowhere to go
Well if them prices don't get no higher
I'll fill this duster with gas and set these fields on fire
Sit up on the ridge where the bluebirds fly
And watch the flames rise up against the Sugarland sky
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English
Grains in the field covered with tarp
Can't get a price to see my way clear
I'm sitting down at the Sugarland bar
You might as well bury my body right here
Tractor and combines out in the cold
Sheds piled high with the wheat we ain't sold
Silos filled with last year's crop
If something don't break, hey, we're all gonna drop
My wife's got another comin' in July
She's just layin' up in bed
All she does is cry, cry, cry
Tommy, oh, Tommy, I'm so alone
Tommy, oh, Tommy, oh, won't you stay home?
Pa don't say nothing except when it rains
He sits by the window listening to the sound of passing trains
Roarin' out of the night carryin' an empty load
We got a whole lot of grain
That ain't got nowhere to go
Well if them prices don't get no higher
I'll fill this duster with gas and set these fields on fire
Sit up on the ridge where the bluebirds fly
And watch the flames rise up against the Sugarland sky
Writer: Bruce Springsteen
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Seven Tears
I had a wife, I had a child
I had a home upon a hill
Had a good life for seven years
Now all I've got is seven tears
Went down to see my gypsy man
He said, "Now, son, I understand"
When I said, "I want one for every year"
He tattooed on my face these seven tears
Oh, seven tears, oh, seven tears
I want one for every happy year
My baby's gone, she's gone, gone, gone
And I'll cry forever, ever on
When I walk out into the lights of town
People see me comin', and they gather 'round
They wanna know how I ended up here
With this tattoo on my face of seven tears
Well, seven tears, oh, seven tears
I want one for every happy year
My baby's gone, she's gone, gone, gone
And I'll cry forever, ever on
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I had a wife, I had a child
I had a home upon a hill
Had a good life for seven years
Now all I've got is seven tears
Went down to see my gypsy man
He said, "Now, son, I understand"
When I said, "I want one for every year"
He tattooed on my face these seven tears
Oh, seven tears, oh, seven tears
I want one for every happy year
My baby's gone, she's gone, gone, gone
And I'll cry forever, ever on
When I walk out into the lights of town
People see me comin', and they gather 'round
They wanna know how I ended up here
With this tattoo on my face of seven tears
Well, seven tears, oh, seven tears
I want one for every happy year
My baby's gone, she's gone, gone, gone
And I'll cry forever, ever on
Writer: Bruce Springsteen
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Fugitive's Dream
Sir, I'm a pilgrim and a stranger in this land
Once I had a home here and my salvation was at hand
I lived in a fine home on a far hillside
I had two beautiful children and a kind and loving wife
One day, a man came to town with nothing and nowhere to go
He came to me and he mentioned something I'd done a long time ago
I allowed him into my home on his vow our secret would never see the light
At night, I'd lay awake in my wife's arms, she sighed, "Joe, are you alright?"
I thought I could hold on, my vows I tried to keep
Day after day, I felt myself grow weak
One night, I dressed by moonlight and kissed my wife on the cheek
And I fled into the darkness of Union Street
And night after night, the same dream keeps coming 'round
I'm standing high in the green hills on the outskirts of town
The night air fills my lungs and rustles my shirt
In the distance, I can see the building where I used to work
I break through the open fields and out onto Old Town Road
I run faster and faster 'til I feel like my chest'll explode
As I draw near, the town's lit by a red summer moon
I feel your arms around me, I wake up in this room
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Sir, I'm a pilgrim and a stranger in this land
Once I had a home here and my salvation was at hand
I lived in a fine home on a far hillside
I had two beautiful children and a kind and loving wife
One day, a man came to town with nothing and nowhere to go
He came to me and he mentioned something I'd done a long time ago
I allowed him into my home on his vow our secret would never see the light
At night, I'd lay awake in my wife's arms, she sighed, "Joe, are you alright?"
I thought I could hold on, my vows I tried to keep
Day after day, I felt myself grow weak
One night, I dressed by moonlight and kissed my wife on the cheek
And I fled into the darkness of Union Street
And night after night, the same dream keeps coming 'round
I'm standing high in the green hills on the outskirts of town
The night air fills my lungs and rustles my shirt
In the distance, I can see the building where I used to work
I break through the open fields and out onto Old Town Road
I run faster and faster 'til I feel like my chest'll explode
As I draw near, the town's lit by a red summer moon
I feel your arms around me, I wake up in this room
Writer: Bruce Springsteen
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Black Mountain Ballad
When the night wind rustles the faraway eaves
Rolling down the long valley through the cottonwood trees
And the wild river rises with last season's rains
I awake in the darkness and call your name
I lie awake and I know that sleep won't come soon
I watch the headlights crawl up and down the wall of my lonely room
I think of that club by the river where we danced on and on
I swore our love could last forever, and you laughed on and on
There's a highway over yonder, lit by a moon pale and cold
Where together we would wander before our love grew old
There were roadside stands and a hundred faces we would never know
But we held tight to each other, and you said, "John, I love you so"
I wanna weep, but the tears won't run
I wanna sleep, but the sleep don't come
Last night, I stood on Black Mountain and looked out to the sea
Where the waters of the Mystery River go rushing endlessly
All she said was, "I'm sorry, Joe, but I gotta go"
We had it once, but we ain't got it anymore
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When the night wind rustles the faraway eaves
Rolling down the long valley through the cottonwood trees
And the wild river rises with last season's rains
I awake in the darkness and call your name
I lie awake and I know that sleep won't come soon
I watch the headlights crawl up and down the wall of my lonely room
I think of that club by the river where we danced on and on
I swore our love could last forever, and you laughed on and on
There's a highway over yonder, lit by a moon pale and cold
Where together we would wander before our love grew old
There were roadside stands and a hundred faces we would never know
But we held tight to each other, and you said, "John, I love you so"
I wanna weep, but the tears won't run
I wanna sleep, but the sleep don't come
Last night, I stood on Black Mountain and looked out to the sea
Where the waters of the Mystery River go rushing endlessly
All she said was, "I'm sorry, Joe, but I gotta go"
We had it once, but we ain't got it anymore
Writer: Bruce Springsteen
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Jim Deer
My name's James Lucas Deer
I was born in Remington
Now my home is Richfield prison
Where I pay for the wrongs I done
Once I was free and on the streets of Indiana
When I was twenty-two
Yeah, just a kid lookin' for some fun
No better or worse than you, sir
Me and Pat, we married in the spring
Moved in with her ma and pa
On our wedding night, she sighed
"Jimmy, we can have anything we want"
Well, it was for those things we wanted
I did all the stealing that I could do
I stole from the law, I stole from her pa
I probably stole from you, sir
Well, Pat, she had a brother
A brother name of Syl
He made a living stealing farm equipment
Down in Luthersville
He'd sit at my kitchen table
And that roll of dough he'd flash
He said, "Jimmy, you need little extra work?
All you gotta do is ask"
Was on a job down in Oxford
We woke that farm boy from his bed
We took off runnin', Syl dropped his rifle
And shot himself in the leg
Well, they caught up with us
Out on Highway 61
Yeah, when we seen them coming
We didn't even run
Well, the trial was short and sweet
Me and Syl got our stories crossed
The judge said, "Boys, first you played
And now you pay the cost
I'm gonna give you some time
To get straight your facts
Yeah, two years dead and even
In the Richfield County rack"
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
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English
My name's James Lucas Deer
I was born in Remington
Now my home is Richfield prison
Where I pay for the wrongs I done
Once I was free and on the streets of Indiana
When I was twenty-two
Yeah, just a kid lookin' for some fun
No better or worse than you, sir
Me and Pat, we married in the spring
Moved in with her ma and pa
On our wedding night, she sighed
"Jimmy, we can have anything we want"
Well, it was for those things we wanted
I did all the stealing that I could do
I stole from the law, I stole from her pa
I probably stole from you, sir
Well, Pat, she had a brother
A brother name of Syl
He made a living stealing farm equipment
Down in Luthersville
He'd sit at my kitchen table
And that roll of dough he'd flash
He said, "Jimmy, you need little extra work?
All you gotta do is ask"
Was on a job down in Oxford
We woke that farm boy from his bed
We took off runnin', Syl dropped his rifle
And shot himself in the leg
Well, they caught up with us
Out on Highway 61
Yeah, when we seen them coming
We didn't even run
Well, the trial was short and sweet
Me and Syl got our stories crossed
The judge said, "Boys, first you played
And now you pay the cost
I'm gonna give you some time
To get straight your facts
Yeah, two years dead and even
In the Richfield County rack"
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Writer: Bruce Springsteen
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
County Fair
Every year when summer comes around
They stretch a banner 'cross the main street in town
You can feel somethin's happenin' in the air
Well, from Carol's house up on Telegraph Hill
You can see the lights going up out in Soldiers Field
Getting ready, for the county fair
County fair, county fair,
Everybody in town'll be there
So come on, hey we're goin' down there
(hey) Little girl with the long blond hair
Come win your daddy one of them stuffed bears
Baby, down at the country fair
Now you'll be hangin' tight when we hit the top
And that rollercoaster's ready to drop
And your braggin', how you wasn't even scared
Well baby you know I just love the sound
Of that pipe organ on the merry-go-round
Baby, down at the county fair
County fair, county fair,
Everybody in town'll be there
So come on, hey we're goin' down there
(hey) Little girl with the long blond hair
Come win your daddy one of them stuffed bears
Baby, down at the country fair
At the north end of the field they set up a stand
And they got a little rock and roll band
People dancin' out in the open air
It's James Young and the Immortal Ones
Two guitars, (baby) bass and drums
Just rockin', down at the county fair
(well) County fair, county fair
Everybody in town'll be there
So come on, we're goin' down there
Little girl with the long blond hair
Come win your daddy one of them stuffed bears
Baby, down at the county fair
Now it's getting late before we head back to town
We let that fortune wheel spin around
Come on mister tell me what's waiting out there
On my way out I steal a kiss in the dark
Hope I can remember where our car's parked
Baby, out at the county fair
Now off down the highway there's the last stream of cars
We sit a while in my front yard
With the radio playin' soft and low
I pull Carol close to my heart
And I lean back and stare up at the stars
Oh I wish, I'd never have to let this moment go
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English
Every year when summer comes around
They stretch a banner 'cross the main street in town
You can feel somethin's happenin' in the air
Well, from Carol's house up on Telegraph Hill
You can see the lights going up out in Soldiers Field
Getting ready, for the county fair
County fair, county fair,
Everybody in town'll be there
So come on, hey we're goin' down there
(hey) Little girl with the long blond hair
Come win your daddy one of them stuffed bears
Baby, down at the country fair
Now you'll be hangin' tight when we hit the top
And that rollercoaster's ready to drop
And your braggin', how you wasn't even scared
Well baby you know I just love the sound
Of that pipe organ on the merry-go-round
Baby, down at the county fair
County fair, county fair,
Everybody in town'll be there
So come on, hey we're goin' down there
(hey) Little girl with the long blond hair
Come win your daddy one of them stuffed bears
Baby, down at the country fair
At the north end of the field they set up a stand
And they got a little rock and roll band
People dancin' out in the open air
It's James Young and the Immortal Ones
Two guitars, (baby) bass and drums
Just rockin', down at the county fair
(well) County fair, county fair
Everybody in town'll be there
So come on, we're goin' down there
Little girl with the long blond hair
Come win your daddy one of them stuffed bears
Baby, down at the county fair
Now it's getting late before we head back to town
We let that fortune wheel spin around
Come on mister tell me what's waiting out there
On my way out I steal a kiss in the dark
Hope I can remember where our car's parked
Baby, out at the county fair
Now off down the highway there's the last stream of cars
We sit a while in my front yard
With the radio playin' soft and low
I pull Carol close to my heart
And I lean back and stare up at the stars
Oh I wish, I'd never have to let this moment go
Writer: BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
My Hometown
I was eight years old
And running with a dime in my hand
To the bus stop to pick
Up a paper for my old man
I'd sit on his lap in that big old Buick
And steer as we drove through town
He'd tousle my hair
And say, "Son, take a good look around"
This is your hometown
This is your hometown
This is your hometown
This is your hometown"
In '65 tension was running high
At my high school
There was a lot of fights
Between the black and white
There was nothing you could do
Two cars at a light on a Saturday night
In the back seat there was a gun
Words were passed in a shotgun blast
Troubled times had come
To my hometown
To my hometown
To my hometown
To my hometown
Now Main Street's whitewashed windows
And vacant stores
Seems like there ain't nobody
Wants to come down here no more
They're closing down the textile mill
Across the railroad tracks
Foreman says, "These jobs are going, boys
And they ain't coming back
To your hometown
To your hometown
To your hometown
To your hometown"
Last night me and Kate we laid in bed
Talking about getting out
Packing up our bags, maybe heading south
I'm thirty-five, we got a boy of our own now
Last night I sat him up behind the wheel
And said, "Son, take a good look around
This is your hometown"
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I was eight years old
And running with a dime in my hand
To the bus stop to pick
Up a paper for my old man
I'd sit on his lap in that big old Buick
And steer as we drove through town
He'd tousle my hair
And say, "Son, take a good look around"
This is your hometown
This is your hometown
This is your hometown
This is your hometown"
In '65 tension was running high
At my high school
There was a lot of fights
Between the black and white
There was nothing you could do
Two cars at a light on a Saturday night
In the back seat there was a gun
Words were passed in a shotgun blast
Troubled times had come
To my hometown
To my hometown
To my hometown
To my hometown
Now Main Street's whitewashed windows
And vacant stores
Seems like there ain't nobody
Wants to come down here no more
They're closing down the textile mill
Across the railroad tracks
Foreman says, "These jobs are going, boys
And they ain't coming back
To your hometown
To your hometown
To your hometown
To your hometown"
Last night me and Kate we laid in bed
Talking about getting out
Packing up our bags, maybe heading south
I'm thirty-five, we got a boy of our own now
Last night I sat him up behind the wheel
And said, "Son, take a good look around
This is your hometown"
Writer: Bruce Springsteen
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
One Love
Here I am on bended knees
I lay my heart down at your feet
Do I love you? All you have to do is ask
I'll give until there's nothing left
Do I love you?
As long as there is life in me
Your happiness is guaranteed
I'll fill your heart with ecstasy, darling
Do I love you? Tell me now
Do I love you? Do I love you?
Indeed, I do oh, darling, indeed I do
The very thing that I want most
Is just to have and hold you close
Now do I love you?
From early morning until late at night
You fill my heart with pure delight
Do I love you?
Whenever I lay me down to sleep
I pray the Lord your soul to keep
And bring it on home safe to me, darling
Do I love you? Come on, darling
Do I love you? Do I love you?
Indeed, I do sweet darling, indeed I do
Now whenever I lay me down to sleep
I pray the Lord your soul to keep
And bring you on home safe to me, darling
Do I love you? Tell me now
Do I love you? Oh, darling
Do I love you? Indeed, I do
Sweet darling, indeed I do
Oh, baby, indeed I do (Indeed I do)
Come on baby (Indeed I do) indeed I do
Oh, darling (Indeed I do)
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English
Here I am on bended knees
I lay my heart down at your feet
Do I love you? All you have to do is ask
I'll give until there's nothing left
Do I love you?
As long as there is life in me
Your happiness is guaranteed
I'll fill your heart with ecstasy, darling
Do I love you? Tell me now
Do I love you? Do I love you?
Indeed, I do oh, darling, indeed I do
The very thing that I want most
Is just to have and hold you close
Now do I love you?
From early morning until late at night
You fill my heart with pure delight
Do I love you?
Whenever I lay me down to sleep
I pray the Lord your soul to keep
And bring it on home safe to me, darling
Do I love you? Come on, darling
Do I love you? Do I love you?
Indeed, I do sweet darling, indeed I do
Now whenever I lay me down to sleep
I pray the Lord your soul to keep
And bring you on home safe to me, darling
Do I love you? Tell me now
Do I love you? Oh, darling
Do I love you? Indeed, I do
Sweet darling, indeed I do
Oh, baby, indeed I do (Indeed I do)
Come on baby (Indeed I do) indeed I do
Oh, darling (Indeed I do)
Writer: Frank Edward Wilson
Copyright: Lyrics © Raleigh Music Publishing LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Don't Back Down
When the night winds rustle
The far away leaves
Rolling down the Kayona Valley
Through the cottonwood trees
And the wild river rises
With the last season's rains
I wake in the darkness
And I call your name
Don't back down on our love
Don't back down on our love
Don't back down on our love
Don't back down
Baby, don't back down on our love
Don't back down on our love
Don't back down on our love
Don't back down
I awake and I know
That sleep won't come soon
So I watch the headlights crawl up and down the wall
Of the lonesome room
Think of that club by the river
Where we danced on and on
Swore our love would last forever
And you laughеd on and on
Don't back down on our love
Don't back down on our love
Don't back down on our love
Don't back down
Yеah, I wanna weep, but I'm broke inside and my tears won't run
I wanna sleep, but there ain't no dream, and the sleep won't come
Last night, I stood on Black Mountain
And looked out to the sea
Where the waters of Mystery River
Go rushing endlessly
And the love we swore would last as long
As those waters roared on
I awoke in the darkness
It was gone, gone, gone
Don't back down on our love
Don't back down on our love
Don't back down on our love
Don't back down
Baby, don't back down on our love
Don't back down on our love
Don't back down on our love
Don't back down
Honey, don't back down on our love
Don't back down on our love
Don't back down on our love
Don't back down
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English
When the night winds rustle
The far away leaves
Rolling down the Kayona Valley
Through the cottonwood trees
And the wild river rises
With the last season's rains
I wake in the darkness
And I call your name
Don't back down on our love
Don't back down on our love
Don't back down on our love
Don't back down
Baby, don't back down on our love
Don't back down on our love
Don't back down on our love
Don't back down
I awake and I know
That sleep won't come soon
So I watch the headlights crawl up and down the wall
Of the lonesome room
Think of that club by the river
Where we danced on and on
Swore our love would last forever
And you laughеd on and on
Don't back down on our love
Don't back down on our love
Don't back down on our love
Don't back down
Yеah, I wanna weep, but I'm broke inside and my tears won't run
I wanna sleep, but there ain't no dream, and the sleep won't come
Last night, I stood on Black Mountain
And looked out to the sea
Where the waters of Mystery River
Go rushing endlessly
And the love we swore would last as long
As those waters roared on
I awoke in the darkness
It was gone, gone, gone
Don't back down on our love
Don't back down on our love
Don't back down on our love
Don't back down
Baby, don't back down on our love
Don't back down on our love
Don't back down on our love
Don't back down
Honey, don't back down on our love
Don't back down on our love
Don't back down on our love
Don't back down
Writer: Bruce Springsteen
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Richfield Whistle
My name is James Lucas
I was born in Remington
And paroled from Richfield Prison
In the winter of '81
I was free and on the streets of Indiana
I'd just turned thirty-two
Just a man with nowhere left to run
No different, sir, than you
Me and Pat, we married in the spring
Moved in with her Ma and Pa
On our wedding night she sighed, "Jimmy
We can have anything we want"
It was for those things we wanted
We worked as hard as two people could
But somehow in the end, mister
This didn't do no good
The prison got me drivin' delivery
For Mr. Wills over in Ridgeside
Well, I started loadin' a little extra
And I'd sell it on the side
I didn't like what I was doin'
I didn't lose no sleep at night
Mr. Wills, he was a rich man
He'd been a rich man all his life
I was on the loadin' dock one evening
When I heard the warehouse phone
The dispatcher said, "Jim, they wanna see you
In the front office 'fore you go home"
All Mr. Wills said was, "I don't understand
I could send you back to Richfield fast
If you needed some extra money, Jim
All you had to do was ask"
Well, that night me and Pat, we had a fight
I was out drivin' 'round in the rain
With a fifth of gin and a half tank of gas
And ten dollars to my name
I passed a deserted liquor store
Way out on Highway 1
I turned and pulled into that parking lot
Got out but I let my motor run
Well, I stood lookin' in the window
For a long, long while
When I walked in the man behind the register
He looked at me and smiled
"That's some weather we're havin' out there
Can I help you find somethin', friend?"
I didn't answer, I just stood there
Then I turned around and went
I don't know how long I sat in my driveway
My shirt was covered in sweat
The house was dark when I went in
Pat was lyin' awake in bed
She hit the light, I was standin' in the doorway
She said, "I was worried, where'd you been so long?"
I felt her arms around me
She said, "Jimmy, I'm so glad you're home"
Richfield Prison stands on a high hill
Where the county line runs out
And there's a whistle that blows every time a man comes in
Or a man gets out
That night we lay wrapped in each other's arms
Listenin' to the rain
I heard that Richfield whistle blowin'
Just blowin' in my dreams
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English
My name is James Lucas
I was born in Remington
And paroled from Richfield Prison
In the winter of '81
I was free and on the streets of Indiana
I'd just turned thirty-two
Just a man with nowhere left to run
No different, sir, than you
Me and Pat, we married in the spring
Moved in with her Ma and Pa
On our wedding night she sighed, "Jimmy
We can have anything we want"
It was for those things we wanted
We worked as hard as two people could
But somehow in the end, mister
This didn't do no good
The prison got me drivin' delivery
For Mr. Wills over in Ridgeside
Well, I started loadin' a little extra
And I'd sell it on the side
I didn't like what I was doin'
I didn't lose no sleep at night
Mr. Wills, he was a rich man
He'd been a rich man all his life
I was on the loadin' dock one evening
When I heard the warehouse phone
The dispatcher said, "Jim, they wanna see you
In the front office 'fore you go home"
All Mr. Wills said was, "I don't understand
I could send you back to Richfield fast
If you needed some extra money, Jim
All you had to do was ask"
Well, that night me and Pat, we had a fight
I was out drivin' 'round in the rain
With a fifth of gin and a half tank of gas
And ten dollars to my name
I passed a deserted liquor store
Way out on Highway 1
I turned and pulled into that parking lot
Got out but I let my motor run
Well, I stood lookin' in the window
For a long, long while
When I walked in the man behind the register
He looked at me and smiled
"That's some weather we're havin' out there
Can I help you find somethin', friend?"
I didn't answer, I just stood there
Then I turned around and went
I don't know how long I sat in my driveway
My shirt was covered in sweat
The house was dark when I went in
Pat was lyin' awake in bed
She hit the light, I was standin' in the doorway
She said, "I was worried, where'd you been so long?"
I felt her arms around me
She said, "Jimmy, I'm so glad you're home"
Richfield Prison stands on a high hill
Where the county line runs out
And there's a whistle that blows every time a man comes in
Or a man gets out
That night we lay wrapped in each other's arms
Listenin' to the rain
I heard that Richfield whistle blowin'
Just blowin' in my dreams
Writer: Bruce Springsteen
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
The Klansman
Word of the trouble spread around
One day, a man came through my town
I was in the kitchen when my pa let him in
Shook my hand, said, "Son, the Klan's your friend"
Was a meeting at Lyle Stanton's house
On the Jefferson Highway
Some they did not listen, some
Did not turn away
Said, "When the holy rain of fire comes
Tumbling from above
It'll be a Klansman
Who stands for the land he loves"
Look away, look away now
I was ten years old when my pa said, "Son
Someday you will see
When you grow to wear the robes
Like your brother and me"
"When the war between the races lives
As in a fiery dream
It'll be a Klansman
Who will wipe this country clean
This, son, is my dream"
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English
Word of the trouble spread around
One day, a man came through my town
I was in the kitchen when my pa let him in
Shook my hand, said, "Son, the Klan's your friend"
Was a meeting at Lyle Stanton's house
On the Jefferson Highway
Some they did not listen, some
Did not turn away
Said, "When the holy rain of fire comes
Tumbling from above
It'll be a Klansman
Who stands for the land he loves"
Look away, look away now
I was ten years old when my pa said, "Son
Someday you will see
When you grow to wear the robes
Like your brother and me"
"When the war between the races lives
As in a fiery dream
It'll be a Klansman
Who will wipe this country clean
This, son, is my dream"
Writer: Bruce Springsteen
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Unsatisfied Heart
Sir, I am a pilgrim and a stranger in this land
Once I had a home here and my salvation was at hand
I lived in a house of gold, yeah, on a far hillside
I had two beautiful children and a kind and loving wife
Can you live with an unsatisfied heart?
Can you live with an unsatisfied heart?
Can you live with an unsatisfied heart?
Can you live with an unsatisfied heart?
One day a man came to town with nothing and nowhere to go
He came to me and he mentioned something I'd done a long time ago
I allowed him into my home on his vow our secret would never see the light
At night I'd lay awake in my wife's arms, she'd sigh, "Joe, you alright?"
Can you live with an unsatisfied heart?
Can you live with an unsatisfied heart?
Can you live with an unsatisfied heart?
Can you live with an unsatisfied heart?
The life I had built so carefully, it fell before my sin
My home became my prison, my truth hidden deep within
One night I woke up and as my wife did sleep
I got dressed in the darkness and I fled into the street
Can you live with an unsatisfied heart?
Can you live with an unsatisfied heart?
Can you live with an unsatisfied heart?
Can you live with an unsatisfied heart?
Well, night after night the same dream keeps coming 'round
I'm standing high in the green hills on the outskirts of town
The night air fills my lungs, the wind rustles my shirt
I can see the house where we lived, the building where I used to work
As I draw near the town's on fire, lit by a red summer moon
Still feel your arms around me, I wake up in this room
Can you live with an unsatisfied heart?
Can you live with an unsatisfied heart?
Can you live with an unsatisfied heart?
Can you live with an unsatisfied heart?
Can you live with an unsatisfied heart?
Can you live with an unsatisfied heart?
Can you live with an unsatisfied heart?
Can you live with an unsatisfied heart?
Can you live with an unsatisfied heart?
Can you live with an unsatisfied heart?
Can you live with an unsatisfied heart?
Can you live with an unsatisfied heart?
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Sir, I am a pilgrim and a stranger in this land
Once I had a home here and my salvation was at hand
I lived in a house of gold, yeah, on a far hillside
I had two beautiful children and a kind and loving wife
Can you live with an unsatisfied heart?
Can you live with an unsatisfied heart?
Can you live with an unsatisfied heart?
Can you live with an unsatisfied heart?
One day a man came to town with nothing and nowhere to go
He came to me and he mentioned something I'd done a long time ago
I allowed him into my home on his vow our secret would never see the light
At night I'd lay awake in my wife's arms, she'd sigh, "Joe, you alright?"
Can you live with an unsatisfied heart?
Can you live with an unsatisfied heart?
Can you live with an unsatisfied heart?
Can you live with an unsatisfied heart?
The life I had built so carefully, it fell before my sin
My home became my prison, my truth hidden deep within
One night I woke up and as my wife did sleep
I got dressed in the darkness and I fled into the street
Can you live with an unsatisfied heart?
Can you live with an unsatisfied heart?
Can you live with an unsatisfied heart?
Can you live with an unsatisfied heart?
Well, night after night the same dream keeps coming 'round
I'm standing high in the green hills on the outskirts of town
The night air fills my lungs, the wind rustles my shirt
I can see the house where we lived, the building where I used to work
As I draw near the town's on fire, lit by a red summer moon
Still feel your arms around me, I wake up in this room
Can you live with an unsatisfied heart?
Can you live with an unsatisfied heart?
Can you live with an unsatisfied heart?
Can you live with an unsatisfied heart?
Can you live with an unsatisfied heart?
Can you live with an unsatisfied heart?
Can you live with an unsatisfied heart?
Can you live with an unsatisfied heart?
Can you live with an unsatisfied heart?
Can you live with an unsatisfied heart?
Can you live with an unsatisfied heart?
Can you live with an unsatisfied heart?
Writer: Bruce Springsteen
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Shut Out the Light
The runway rushed up at him as he felt the wheels touch down
He stood out on the blacktop and took a taxi into town
He got out down on Main Street and went into a local bar
He bought a drink and found a seat in a corner off the dark
Well she called up her mama to make sure the kids were out of the house
She checked herself out in the dining room mirror
And undid an extra button on her blouse
He felt her lying next to him, the clock said 4:00 am
He was staring at the ceiling
He couldn't move his hands
[Chorus]
Oh mama mama mama come quick
I've got the shakes and I'm gonna be sick
Throw your arms around me in the cold dark night
Hey now mama don't shut out the light
Don't you shut out the light
Don't you shut out the light
Don't you shut out the light
Don't you shut out the light
Well on his porch they stretched a banner that said "Johnny Welcome Home"
Bobby pulled his Ford out of the garage and they polished up the chrome
His mama said "Johnny oh Johnny, I'm so glad to have you back with me"
His pa said he was sure they'd give him his job back down at the factory
[Chorus]
Well deep in a dark forest, a forest filled with rain
Beyond a stretch of Maryland pines there's a river without a name
In the cold black water Johnson Lineir stands
He stares across the lights of the city and dreams of where he's been
[Chorus]
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The runway rushed up at him as he felt the wheels touch down
He stood out on the blacktop and took a taxi into town
He got out down on Main Street and went into a local bar
He bought a drink and found a seat in a corner off the dark
Well she called up her mama to make sure the kids were out of the house
She checked herself out in the dining room mirror
And undid an extra button on her blouse
He felt her lying next to him, the clock said 4:00 am
He was staring at the ceiling
He couldn't move his hands
[Chorus]
Oh mama mama mama come quick
I've got the shakes and I'm gonna be sick
Throw your arms around me in the cold dark night
Hey now mama don't shut out the light
Don't you shut out the light
Don't you shut out the light
Don't you shut out the light
Don't you shut out the light
Well on his porch they stretched a banner that said "Johnny Welcome Home"
Bobby pulled his Ford out of the garage and they polished up the chrome
His mama said "Johnny oh Johnny, I'm so glad to have you back with me"
His pa said he was sure they'd give him his job back down at the factory
[Chorus]
Well deep in a dark forest, a forest filled with rain
Beyond a stretch of Maryland pines there's a river without a name
In the cold black water Johnson Lineir stands
He stares across the lights of the city and dreams of where he's been
[Chorus]
Writer: BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Fugitive's Dream (Ballad)
Sir, I'm a pilgrim and a stranger in this land
Once I had a home here and my salvation was at hand
I lived in a fine home on a far hillside
I had two beautiful children and a kind and loving wife
One day, a man came to town with nothing and nowhere to go
He came to me and he mentioned something I'd done a long time ago
I allowed him into my home on his vow our secret would never see the light
At night, I'd lay awake in my wife's arms, she sighed, "Joe, are you alright?"
I thought I could hold on, my vows I tried to keep
Day after day, I felt myself grow weak
One night, I dressed by moonlight and kissed my wife on the cheek
And I fled into the darkness of Union Street
And night after night, the same dream keeps coming 'round
I'm standing high in the green hills on the outskirts of town
The night air fills my lungs and rustles my shirt
In the distance, I can see the building where I used to work
I break through the open fields and out onto Old Town Road
I run faster and faster 'til I feel like my chest'll explode
As I draw near, the town's lit by a red summer moon
I feel your arms around me, I wake up in this room
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English
Sir, I'm a pilgrim and a stranger in this land
Once I had a home here and my salvation was at hand
I lived in a fine home on a far hillside
I had two beautiful children and a kind and loving wife
One day, a man came to town with nothing and nowhere to go
He came to me and he mentioned something I'd done a long time ago
I allowed him into my home on his vow our secret would never see the light
At night, I'd lay awake in my wife's arms, she sighed, "Joe, are you alright?"
I thought I could hold on, my vows I tried to keep
Day after day, I felt myself grow weak
One night, I dressed by moonlight and kissed my wife on the cheek
And I fled into the darkness of Union Street
And night after night, the same dream keeps coming 'round
I'm standing high in the green hills on the outskirts of town
The night air fills my lungs and rustles my shirt
In the distance, I can see the building where I used to work
I break through the open fields and out onto Old Town Road
I run faster and faster 'til I feel like my chest'll explode
As I draw near, the town's lit by a red summer moon
I feel your arms around me, I wake up in this room
Writer: Bruce Springsteen
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Blind Spot
We inhabited each other like it was some kind of disease
I thought that I was flyin' but I was crawlin' on my knees
Everybody's got a blind spot that brings 'em down
Everybody's got a blind spot they can't get around
We mixed our blood together down on the muddy shore
I was looking for some lost part of myself
Prayed you might restore
Everybody's got a blind spot that brings 'em down
(Oh) everybody's got a blind spot they can't get around
So long, I dreamt my love was lost
And I lived, lived by luck and fate
I burned each bridge I crossed
Until I, I stood at your gate
Everybody's got a blind spot that brings 'em down
Everybody's got a blind spot they can't get around
Everybody's got a blind spot, baby, that brings 'em down
Everybody's got a blind spot they can't get around
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We inhabited each other like it was some kind of disease
I thought that I was flyin' but I was crawlin' on my knees
Everybody's got a blind spot that brings 'em down
Everybody's got a blind spot they can't get around
We mixed our blood together down on the muddy shore
I was looking for some lost part of myself
Prayed you might restore
Everybody's got a blind spot that brings 'em down
(Oh) everybody's got a blind spot they can't get around
So long, I dreamt my love was lost
And I lived, lived by luck and fate
I burned each bridge I crossed
Until I, I stood at your gate
Everybody's got a blind spot that brings 'em down
Everybody's got a blind spot they can't get around
Everybody's got a blind spot, baby, that brings 'em down
Everybody's got a blind spot they can't get around
Writer: Bruce Springsteen
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Maybe I Don't Know You
What's that dress you're wearing, baby?
I never seen that dress before
And tell me, what'd you do with your hair?
Is it somethin' new, somethin' you were gonna surprise me with?
Maybe I don't know you like I thought I did
Maybe I don't know you like I thought I did
What's that music you're listening to, babe?
I never heard you listenin' to that before
I never heard you playin' that song before
Is it somethin' new, or just somethin' you always hid?
Maybe I don't know you like I thought I did
Maybe I don't know you like I thought I did
You came to me for understanding and tenderness
But instead, I met you with indifference
And I can't explain
Last night, we took a drive
Past the house where we used to live
You started crying, oh, you were crying
There was somethin', baby, that I just couldn't give
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What's that dress you're wearing, baby?
I never seen that dress before
And tell me, what'd you do with your hair?
Is it somethin' new, somethin' you were gonna surprise me with?
Maybe I don't know you like I thought I did
Maybe I don't know you like I thought I did
What's that music you're listening to, babe?
I never heard you listenin' to that before
I never heard you playin' that song before
Is it somethin' new, or just somethin' you always hid?
Maybe I don't know you like I thought I did
Maybe I don't know you like I thought I did
You came to me for understanding and tenderness
But instead, I met you with indifference
And I can't explain
Last night, we took a drive
Past the house where we used to live
You started crying, oh, you were crying
There was somethin', baby, that I just couldn't give
Writer: Bruce Springsteen
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Something In The Well
Oh
Oh
Oh
Oh
Woah
Well I'm riding down Kingsley
Figuring I'll get a drink
Well I turn the radio up loud
So I don't have to think
Then I take her to the floor
Looking for a moment when the world
Seems right
And I tear into the guts
Mmh, of something in the night
Well you're born with nothing
And better off that way
Soon as you've got something they send
Someone to try and take it away
Well you can ride this road 'til dawn
Without another human being in sight
Yeah, just kids wasted on
Oh, something in the night
Oh, nothing is forgotten or forgiven
When it's your last time around, huh
Well I got stuff running 'round my head
That I just can't live down
When we found the things we loved
They were crushed and dying in the dirt
We tried to pick up the pieces
And get away without getting hurt
But they caught us at the state line
And burned our cars in one last fight
And left us running burned and blind
Hmm, chasing something in the night
Oh
Oh
Oh
Oh, yeah
Oh
So
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Oh
Oh
Oh
Oh
Woah
Well I'm riding down Kingsley
Figuring I'll get a drink
Well I turn the radio up loud
So I don't have to think
Then I take her to the floor
Looking for a moment when the world
Seems right
And I tear into the guts
Mmh, of something in the night
Well you're born with nothing
And better off that way
Soon as you've got something they send
Someone to try and take it away
Well you can ride this road 'til dawn
Without another human being in sight
Yeah, just kids wasted on
Oh, something in the night
Oh, nothing is forgotten or forgiven
When it's your last time around, huh
Well I got stuff running 'round my head
That I just can't live down
When we found the things we loved
They were crushed and dying in the dirt
We tried to pick up the pieces
And get away without getting hurt
But they caught us at the state line
And burned our cars in one last fight
And left us running burned and blind
Hmm, chasing something in the night
Oh
Oh
Oh
Oh, yeah
Oh
So
Writer: Bruce Springsteen
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Waiting On The End Of The World
We loved each other like a disease
I came to you crawlin' on my knees
Your eyes were filled with rain
I could feel the poison runnin' through my veins
I'm waitin', I'm waitin', I'm waitin'
Waitin' on the end of the world
I'm waitin', I'm waitin'
For one deadly kiss, what would we give?
Your skin tremblin' 'neath my fingertips
All I know is someday
For love, baby, everybody pays
I'm waitin', I'm waitin', I'm waitin'
Waitin' on the end of the world
I'm waitin', I'm waitin'
We hide from the truth in our hearts
One look and everything would fall apart
Here, in your arms a soft decay
I can feel myself wastin' away
Will you meet me in the halls
Where light scatters and darkness falls?
Here in this feast of friends
A breath and we begin again
I'm waitin', I'm waitin', I'm waitin'
Waitin' on the end of the world
I'm waitin', I'm waitin', I'm waitin'
Waitin' on the end of the world
I'm waitin', I'm waitin', I'm waitin'
Waitin' on the end of the world
I'm waitin', I'm waitin', I'm waitin'
Waitin' on the end of the world
I'm waitin', I'm waitin'
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We loved each other like a disease
I came to you crawlin' on my knees
Your eyes were filled with rain
I could feel the poison runnin' through my veins
I'm waitin', I'm waitin', I'm waitin'
Waitin' on the end of the world
I'm waitin', I'm waitin'
For one deadly kiss, what would we give?
Your skin tremblin' 'neath my fingertips
All I know is someday
For love, baby, everybody pays
I'm waitin', I'm waitin', I'm waitin'
Waitin' on the end of the world
I'm waitin', I'm waitin'
We hide from the truth in our hearts
One look and everything would fall apart
Here, in your arms a soft decay
I can feel myself wastin' away
Will you meet me in the halls
Where light scatters and darkness falls?
Here in this feast of friends
A breath and we begin again
I'm waitin', I'm waitin', I'm waitin'
Waitin' on the end of the world
I'm waitin', I'm waitin', I'm waitin'
Waitin' on the end of the world
I'm waitin', I'm waitin', I'm waitin'
Waitin' on the end of the world
I'm waitin', I'm waitin', I'm waitin'
Waitin' on the end of the world
I'm waitin', I'm waitin'
Writer: Bruce Springsteen
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
The Little Things
The way she kisses so tenderly
The way she gives her love to me
I been felt by the graces and angels up above
The little things my baby does
The little things my baby does
The little things my baby does
That make me love her
The way she sighs when I hold her tight
Good times and bad will be alright
Faces on the street they push hard and they shove
Disappear with the little things my baby does
The little things my baby does
The little things my baby does
I know I love her
The soft summer breeze fills her every sigh
Her eyes are bluer than the summer sky
I been felt by the graces and angels up above
The little things my baby does
The little things my baby does
The little things my baby does
That make me love her
And when the night closes in
I'm drifting and I can't find a friend
On the wings of the angels I'm saved by her love
The little things my baby does
The little things my baby does
The little things my baby does
That make me love her
The little things my baby does
The little things my baby does
The little things my baby does
The little things my baby does
[Fades Out]
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The way she kisses so tenderly
The way she gives her love to me
I been felt by the graces and angels up above
The little things my baby does
The little things my baby does
The little things my baby does
That make me love her
The way she sighs when I hold her tight
Good times and bad will be alright
Faces on the street they push hard and they shove
Disappear with the little things my baby does
The little things my baby does
The little things my baby does
I know I love her
The soft summer breeze fills her every sigh
Her eyes are bluer than the summer sky
I been felt by the graces and angels up above
The little things my baby does
The little things my baby does
The little things my baby does
That make me love her
And when the night closes in
I'm drifting and I can't find a friend
On the wings of the angels I'm saved by her love
The little things my baby does
The little things my baby does
The little things my baby does
That make me love her
The little things my baby does
The little things my baby does
The little things my baby does
The little things my baby does
[Fades Out]
Writer: BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN
Copyright: Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing
We Fell Down
In the dream, everything had come undone
I sat in the kitchen and listened to the refrigerator hum
3 a.m. had come and gone
You walked in, I knew by that dress you had on
That we fell down, we fell down
I shoulda known when I asked where you'd been and I heard you lie
That we fell down, we fell down
That was just, just your way of saying "goodbye"
We got a book with pretty pictures all in a row
There's only one missin', baby, that I know
That's the one of you and I
The one where we're lookin' each other in the eye
Yeah, we fell down, we fell down
You said things get lost no matter how hard you try
Yeah, we fell down, we fell down
Well, that was just your way of saying "goodbye"
I woke in the mornin' cold and gaspin' for air
Everything seemed broken beyond repair
The party ribbons and balloons had fallen to the floor
Along with the beautiful costumes we wore
I get up in the mornin', get dressed for work
Yeah, I comb my hair and button my shirt
And I walk home 'neath a sky hard and blue
Well, these are the things that I've gotta do
Since we fell down, we fell down
And I asked if you loved me, you said course you did and sighed
Yeah, we fell down, we fell down
But I knew that was just your little way of sayin' "goodbye"
Yeah, we fell down
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In the dream, everything had come undone
I sat in the kitchen and listened to the refrigerator hum
3 a.m. had come and gone
You walked in, I knew by that dress you had on
That we fell down, we fell down
I shoulda known when I asked where you'd been and I heard you lie
That we fell down, we fell down
That was just, just your way of saying "goodbye"
We got a book with pretty pictures all in a row
There's only one missin', baby, that I know
That's the one of you and I
The one where we're lookin' each other in the eye
Yeah, we fell down, we fell down
You said things get lost no matter how hard you try
Yeah, we fell down, we fell down
Well, that was just your way of saying "goodbye"
I woke in the mornin' cold and gaspin' for air
Everything seemed broken beyond repair
The party ribbons and balloons had fallen to the floor
Along with the beautiful costumes we wore
I get up in the mornin', get dressed for work
Yeah, I comb my hair and button my shirt
And I walk home 'neath a sky hard and blue
Well, these are the things that I've gotta do
Since we fell down, we fell down
And I asked if you loved me, you said course you did and sighed
Yeah, we fell down, we fell down
But I knew that was just your little way of sayin' "goodbye"
Yeah, we fell down
Writer: Bruce Springsteen
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
One Beautiful Morning
Her eyes were black with disease
There was no release
Her hands folded on the sheets
But there was no peace
We give our hearts to mystery
We raise our heads to mystery, and I'll kiss your eyes
Come one beautiful morning
Come one beautiful morning
Come one beautiful morning when we rise
Nobody really knows
What happens when someone dies
We look for the answers here
There are no words, there are no prayers
We give our hearts to mystery
We give our souls to mystery, and spirit flies
Come one beautiful morning
Come one beautiful morning
Come one beautiful morning when we rise
Your spirit lifts me on high
I watch myself in a troubled sleep
Your steps fall at my side
We wake in the morning with promises to keep
We give our souls to mystery
We give our hearts to mystery, and the river sighs
Come one beautiful morning
Come one beautiful morning
Come one beautiful morning when we rise
Come one beautiful morning
Come one beautiful morning
Come one beautiful morning when we rise
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Her eyes were black with disease
There was no release
Her hands folded on the sheets
But there was no peace
We give our hearts to mystery
We raise our heads to mystery, and I'll kiss your eyes
Come one beautiful morning
Come one beautiful morning
Come one beautiful morning when we rise
Nobody really knows
What happens when someone dies
We look for the answers here
There are no words, there are no prayers
We give our hearts to mystery
We give our souls to mystery, and spirit flies
Come one beautiful morning
Come one beautiful morning
Come one beautiful morning when we rise
Your spirit lifts me on high
I watch myself in a troubled sleep
Your steps fall at my side
We wake in the morning with promises to keep
We give our souls to mystery
We give our hearts to mystery, and the river sighs
Come one beautiful morning
Come one beautiful morning
Come one beautiful morning when we rise
Come one beautiful morning
Come one beautiful morning
Come one beautiful morning when we rise
Writer: Bruce Springsteen
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Between Heaven and Earth
That's me, layin' there, staring at the ceiling
I've gotten so good at concealing from you
All my troublesome emotions
I'm a lost ship out on the ocean, a kiss
I drift between heaven and earth
Between heaven and earth
That's you, a little-girl smile on your face
Calling me through the window of your grace
A thief, I stumble about half blind
Just to wake in the morning, and I'm in your arms
I slip between heaven and earth
Between heaven and earth
That's us holding on each other's wings
Midst all these beautiful things
That's us. We reach for each other's hearts
And slowly fall apart
That's us, sunlight drifting through the house
Your hand as you smooth your blouse
That's us, the kids in the kitchen eating
Midst all the noisy clatter of the evening
We fall in each other's arms between heaven and earth
Between heaven and earth
Between heaven and earth
Between heaven and earth
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That's me, layin' there, staring at the ceiling
I've gotten so good at concealing from you
All my troublesome emotions
I'm a lost ship out on the ocean, a kiss
I drift between heaven and earth
Between heaven and earth
That's you, a little-girl smile on your face
Calling me through the window of your grace
A thief, I stumble about half blind
Just to wake in the morning, and I'm in your arms
I slip between heaven and earth
Between heaven and earth
That's us holding on each other's wings
Midst all these beautiful things
That's us. We reach for each other's hearts
And slowly fall apart
That's us, sunlight drifting through the house
Your hand as you smooth your blouse
That's us, the kids in the kitchen eating
Midst all the noisy clatter of the evening
We fall in each other's arms between heaven and earth
Between heaven and earth
Between heaven and earth
Between heaven and earth
Writer: Bruce Springsteen
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Secret Garden
She'll let you in her house
If you come knockin' late at night
She'll let you in her mouth
If the words you say are right
If you pay the price
She'll let you deep inside
But there's a secret garden she hides
She'll let you in her car
To go drivin' round
She'll let you into the parts of herself
That'll bring you down
She'll let you in herheart
If you got a hammer and a vise
But into her secret garden, don't think twice
You've gone a million miles
How far'd you get
To that place where You can't remember
And you can't forget
She'll lead you down a path
There'll be tenderness in the air
She'll let you come just far enough
So you know she's really there
She'll look at you and smile
And her eyes will say
She's got a secret garden
Where everything you want
Where everything you need
Will always stay
A million miles away
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She'll let you in her house
If you come knockin' late at night
She'll let you in her mouth
If the words you say are right
If you pay the price
She'll let you deep inside
But there's a secret garden she hides
She'll let you in her car
To go drivin' round
She'll let you into the parts of herself
That'll bring you down
She'll let you in herheart
If you got a hammer and a vise
But into her secret garden, don't think twice
You've gone a million miles
How far'd you get
To that place where You can't remember
And you can't forget
She'll lead you down a path
There'll be tenderness in the air
She'll let you come just far enough
So you know she's really there
She'll look at you and smile
And her eyes will say
She's got a secret garden
Where everything you want
Where everything you need
Will always stay
A million miles away
Writer: Bruce Springsteen
Copyright: Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing
The Farewell Party
She rode a '48 Panhead hardtail
First time I seen her she was skidding over a bed of nails
On the skin 'neath her left sleeve bloomed three roses
We held a farewell party at the station
There in the hour of her transfiguration
It was a fifth of tequila and a bouquet of azaleas
Don't we all dream of a life somewhere
Untouched by our failures?
We mixed our blood together in the sand
Found a little house down off the Calle Grande
Slept on a bed of scarred spirits and twisted bones
I loved her like it was a disease
I came crawlin' on my knees
'Til you had me waist-deep and sinking in your river of doubt
You change your name and your face
But here your fears find you out
They come like old ghosts in the night
To lead us away from our own blessed light
To strip away the love our darkness veils
And leave us with nothin' but blood and skin beneath our nails
Tonight I got your '48 up, two kicks and she starts
I'm rushing out 'neath a canopy of empty stars
All I'm thinkin' of is you, babe
Well, those three roses come back to me again
Like you, me, and what might've been
I'm pushin' out past the desert bars and lettuce farms
Wind in the mesquite comes rushing over the hilltops
Straight into my arms
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She rode a '48 Panhead hardtail
First time I seen her she was skidding over a bed of nails
On the skin 'neath her left sleeve bloomed three roses
We held a farewell party at the station
There in the hour of her transfiguration
It was a fifth of tequila and a bouquet of azaleas
Don't we all dream of a life somewhere
Untouched by our failures?
We mixed our blood together in the sand
Found a little house down off the Calle Grande
Slept on a bed of scarred spirits and twisted bones
I loved her like it was a disease
I came crawlin' on my knees
'Til you had me waist-deep and sinking in your river of doubt
You change your name and your face
But here your fears find you out
They come like old ghosts in the night
To lead us away from our own blessed light
To strip away the love our darkness veils
And leave us with nothin' but blood and skin beneath our nails
Tonight I got your '48 up, two kicks and she starts
I'm rushing out 'neath a canopy of empty stars
All I'm thinkin' of is you, babe
Well, those three roses come back to me again
Like you, me, and what might've been
I'm pushin' out past the desert bars and lettuce farms
Wind in the mesquite comes rushing over the hilltops
Straight into my arms
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Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
The Desert
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Where You Goin', Where You From
Where you going? Where you from?
Where you goin'? Where you from?
Where you goin'? Where you from?
I'm just wanderin' on the road to kingdom come
Early in the morning
Where you going? Where you from?
Where you going? Where you from?
Where you goin'? Where you from?
Where you goin'? Where you from?
Just buildin' my mansion in the evening sun
Glory hallelujah
I've got Scotch in a whisky bottle
Got a round in my Hawken gun
Got a smile that ain't a smile
Black powder on my thumb
Black powder on my thumb
Blacktail rabbit, gonna watch him run
Blacktail rabbit, gonna watch him run
Blacktail rabbit, gonna watch him run
I've gotta quarrel in my crossbow, this breath in my lungs
Early in the morning (blacktail rabbit, gonna watch him run)
Devil's in my head, devil's in my head
Devil's in my head, devil's in my head
Devil's in my head, devil's in my head
He ain't leaving 'til we're both dead
Glory hallelujah (Devil's in my head, devil's in my head)
Little boy blue, come blow your horn
Little boy blue, come blow your horn
I've got me a home on the other side of this storm
But I'll spend my days busy dyin' and being born
Glory hallelujah
Where you goin'? Where you from?
Where you goin'? Where you from?
Where you goin'? Where you from?
Where you goin'? Where you from?
Where you goin'? Where you from?
Where you goin'? Where you from?
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Where you going? Where you from?
Where you goin'? Where you from?
Where you goin'? Where you from?
I'm just wanderin' on the road to kingdom come
Early in the morning
Where you going? Where you from?
Where you going? Where you from?
Where you goin'? Where you from?
Where you goin'? Where you from?
Just buildin' my mansion in the evening sun
Glory hallelujah
I've got Scotch in a whisky bottle
Got a round in my Hawken gun
Got a smile that ain't a smile
Black powder on my thumb
Black powder on my thumb
Blacktail rabbit, gonna watch him run
Blacktail rabbit, gonna watch him run
Blacktail rabbit, gonna watch him run
I've gotta quarrel in my crossbow, this breath in my lungs
Early in the morning (blacktail rabbit, gonna watch him run)
Devil's in my head, devil's in my head
Devil's in my head, devil's in my head
Devil's in my head, devil's in my head
He ain't leaving 'til we're both dead
Glory hallelujah (Devil's in my head, devil's in my head)
Little boy blue, come blow your horn
Little boy blue, come blow your horn
I've got me a home on the other side of this storm
But I'll spend my days busy dyin' and being born
Glory hallelujah
Where you goin'? Where you from?
Where you goin'? Where you from?
Where you goin'? Where you from?
Where you goin'? Where you from?
Where you goin'? Where you from?
Where you goin'? Where you from?
Writer: Bruce Springsteen
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Faithless
Well, I woke by the rocks of the river
Faithless, faithless, faithless
Then I met you
I walked 'neath the eaves of the garden
Faithless, faithless, faithless
Then I saw you
I stood in the fields of the mountainside
Looked out across the open lands
I walked in the valley 'neath an endless sky
Faithless, faithless, faithless
Then I found you
I reached for the hem of his garment
I stood in the light of the doorway
I saw my face in the waters at the riverside
Faithless, faithless, faithless
I woke by the rocks of the river
Faithless, faithless, faithless
Then I found you
Faithless, faithless, faithless
Then I found you
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Well, I woke by the rocks of the river
Faithless, faithless, faithless
Then I met you
I walked 'neath the eaves of the garden
Faithless, faithless, faithless
Then I saw you
I stood in the fields of the mountainside
Looked out across the open lands
I walked in the valley 'neath an endless sky
Faithless, faithless, faithless
Then I found you
I reached for the hem of his garment
I stood in the light of the doorway
I saw my face in the waters at the riverside
Faithless, faithless, faithless
I woke by the rocks of the river
Faithless, faithless, faithless
Then I found you
Faithless, faithless, faithless
Then I found you
Writer: Bruce Springsteen
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
All God's Children
Two, three, four
Well, all God's children got a place on earth
Yeah, all God's children got a place on earth
Yeah, all God's children got a place on earth
Glory in the morning
Glory in the morning
Glory in the morning
I ain't been to heaven but I've been to hell
I ain't been to heaven but I've been to hell
Yeah, I think I know that place darn well
Glory hallelujah
Glory hallelujah
Glory hallelujah
I'm rolling with the moon and rising with the sun
I'm rolling with the moon, I'm rising with the sun
And I'll be ready when the rapture comes
Glory hallelujah
Glory hallelujah
Glory hallelujah
Some get raised up and some fall down
Some get raised up and some fall down
Lost in the rags and the bones and the blood of the ground
There's glory in the morning
There's glory in the morning
There's glory in the morning
I scratched me a grave with my own hands
I scratched me a grave with my own hands
And you can bury me deep in the blood of the land
Glory hallelujah
Glory hallelujah
Glory hallelujah
I've been crawling with the snakes and crying, flying with the birds
Yeah, I've been crawling with the snakes and flying, crying with the birds
I've been crawling with the snakes and flying with the birds
I'd sing you more but I'd run out of words
Glory in the morning
Glory in the morning
Glory in the morning
Well, all God's children got a place on earth
Yeah man, all God's children got a place on earth
Well, all God's children got a place on earth
Glory hallelujah
Glory hallelujah
Glory hallelujah
Glory hallelujah
Glory hallelujah
Glory hallelujah
Glory hallelujah
Glory hallelujah
Glory hallelujah
Glory hallelujah
Glory hallelujah
Glory hallelujah
Glory hallelujah
Glory hallelujah
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Two, three, four
Well, all God's children got a place on earth
Yeah, all God's children got a place on earth
Yeah, all God's children got a place on earth
Glory in the morning
Glory in the morning
Glory in the morning
I ain't been to heaven but I've been to hell
I ain't been to heaven but I've been to hell
Yeah, I think I know that place darn well
Glory hallelujah
Glory hallelujah
Glory hallelujah
I'm rolling with the moon and rising with the sun
I'm rolling with the moon, I'm rising with the sun
And I'll be ready when the rapture comes
Glory hallelujah
Glory hallelujah
Glory hallelujah
Some get raised up and some fall down
Some get raised up and some fall down
Lost in the rags and the bones and the blood of the ground
There's glory in the morning
There's glory in the morning
There's glory in the morning
I scratched me a grave with my own hands
I scratched me a grave with my own hands
And you can bury me deep in the blood of the land
Glory hallelujah
Glory hallelujah
Glory hallelujah
I've been crawling with the snakes and crying, flying with the birds
Yeah, I've been crawling with the snakes and flying, crying with the birds
I've been crawling with the snakes and flying with the birds
I'd sing you more but I'd run out of words
Glory in the morning
Glory in the morning
Glory in the morning
Well, all God's children got a place on earth
Yeah man, all God's children got a place on earth
Well, all God's children got a place on earth
Glory hallelujah
Glory hallelujah
Glory hallelujah
Glory hallelujah
Glory hallelujah
Glory hallelujah
Glory hallelujah
Glory hallelujah
Glory hallelujah
Glory hallelujah
Glory hallelujah
Glory hallelujah
Glory hallelujah
Glory hallelujah
Writer: Bruce Springsteen
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
A Prayer By The River
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God Sent You
I was lost on the road I traveled
Between the high mountains and the sea
I prayed for you this morning
And God sent you to me
Now, though darkness lingers all around us
And darkness is all I see
Though the wine in my glass has turned to dust
God sent you to me
God sent you to me
A prayer of safety and salvation
God sent you to me
When faith was so hard to see
God sent you to me
Through His inner light, forsake temptation
God sent you to me
Now I lie still in the evening
Listen as God's breath drifts through the trees
I can feel the darkness receding
God sent you to me
So if you're weary on that road you travel
The hardships handed to thee
I walk forever thankful
That God sent you to me
God sent you to me
A prayer of safety and salvation
God sent you to me
When faith is hard to see
God sent you to me
Through His inner light, forsake temptation
God sent you to me
Yeah, God sent you to me
Well, God sent you to me
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I was lost on the road I traveled
Between the high mountains and the sea
I prayed for you this morning
And God sent you to me
Now, though darkness lingers all around us
And darkness is all I see
Though the wine in my glass has turned to dust
God sent you to me
God sent you to me
A prayer of safety and salvation
God sent you to me
When faith was so hard to see
God sent you to me
Through His inner light, forsake temptation
God sent you to me
Now I lie still in the evening
Listen as God's breath drifts through the trees
I can feel the darkness receding
God sent you to me
So if you're weary on that road you travel
The hardships handed to thee
I walk forever thankful
That God sent you to me
God sent you to me
A prayer of safety and salvation
God sent you to me
When faith is hard to see
God sent you to me
Through His inner light, forsake temptation
God sent you to me
Yeah, God sent you to me
Well, God sent you to me
Writer: Bruce Springsteen
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Goin' To California
I'm goin' to California
Where the sweet fruit falls off the trees
The honeysuckle bloom and the blossom perfume
The cool of the evening breeze
The cool of the evening breeze
I'm goin' to California
I'm goin' to California
I'm goin' to California
Goin' to California
I'm goin' to California
Where the women are as pretty as pearls
Where the rivers brim with whiskey and gin
And the Spanish senoritas twirl
The Spanish senoritas twirl
I'm goin' to California
I'm goin' to California
I'm goin' to California
Well, I'm goin' to California
Where the sun spits into the deep blue sea
At the end of the day, with mother moon on its way
You can feel what it's like to be free
You can almost feel what it's like to be free
I'm goin' to California
I'm goin' to California
I'm goin' to California
I'm goin' to California
I'm goin' to California
Where the redwoods grow so tall
They reach from this dirty earth
Into heaven's halls, into heaven's halls
I'm goin' to California
I'm goin' to California
I'm goin' to California
I'm goin' to California
So come on, hop on with me
Come on, go with me
I'm goin' to California
Goin' to California
I'm goin' to California
Goin' to California
I'm goin' to California
I'm goin' to California
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I'm goin' to California
Where the sweet fruit falls off the trees
The honeysuckle bloom and the blossom perfume
The cool of the evening breeze
The cool of the evening breeze
I'm goin' to California
I'm goin' to California
I'm goin' to California
Goin' to California
I'm goin' to California
Where the women are as pretty as pearls
Where the rivers brim with whiskey and gin
And the Spanish senoritas twirl
The Spanish senoritas twirl
I'm goin' to California
I'm goin' to California
I'm goin' to California
Well, I'm goin' to California
Where the sun spits into the deep blue sea
At the end of the day, with mother moon on its way
You can feel what it's like to be free
You can almost feel what it's like to be free
I'm goin' to California
I'm goin' to California
I'm goin' to California
I'm goin' to California
I'm goin' to California
Where the redwoods grow so tall
They reach from this dirty earth
Into heaven's halls, into heaven's halls
I'm goin' to California
I'm goin' to California
I'm goin' to California
I'm goin' to California
So come on, hop on with me
Come on, go with me
I'm goin' to California
Goin' to California
I'm goin' to California
Goin' to California
I'm goin' to California
I'm goin' to California
Writer: Bruce Springsteen
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
The Western Sea
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Let Me Ride
The midnight boys are outside
Scraping tears up off the street
Standin' guard beneath the window
Where only Linda sleeps
The leader is a kid named Eddie
Walkin' like an angel in defeat
He trashes her old man's car, slashes Linda's name in the street
And calls out
Linda will you let me be the one
Linda will you let me be the one
Linda will you let me be the one
Linda will you let me be the one
In a room full of contenders
Eddy spars 'til he drops to his bed and surrenders Draped in the scarves
He stole from Linda's bedroom
The night he laid at her feet
When the midnight boys were stranded
Down on Cason Street
Linda will you let me be the one
Linda will you let me be the one
Linda will you let me be the one
Linda will you let me be the one
In the basement of St Mary's
Eddy hides from the rain
In with the stolen sisters 'til the streets are dry again
Talkin' fast cars and spare parts
Empty homes and hearts
Distant worlds with strange girls
And kneeling with Linda in the dark
Linda will you let me be the one
Linda will you let me be the one
Linda will you let me be the one
Linda will you let me be the one
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The midnight boys are outside
Scraping tears up off the street
Standin' guard beneath the window
Where only Linda sleeps
The leader is a kid named Eddie
Walkin' like an angel in defeat
He trashes her old man's car, slashes Linda's name in the street
And calls out
Linda will you let me be the one
Linda will you let me be the one
Linda will you let me be the one
Linda will you let me be the one
In a room full of contenders
Eddy spars 'til he drops to his bed and surrenders Draped in the scarves
He stole from Linda's bedroom
The night he laid at her feet
When the midnight boys were stranded
Down on Cason Street
Linda will you let me be the one
Linda will you let me be the one
Linda will you let me be the one
Linda will you let me be the one
In the basement of St Mary's
Eddy hides from the rain
In with the stolen sisters 'til the streets are dry again
Talkin' fast cars and spare parts
Empty homes and hearts
Distant worlds with strange girls
And kneeling with Linda in the dark
Linda will you let me be the one
Linda will you let me be the one
Linda will you let me be the one
Linda will you let me be the one
Writer: BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
My Master's Hand
I will pray to understand
I will walk these barren lands
I will follow His command
I'll be the hammer in my master's hand
I'll clear the stone from the dell
I'll raise the walls of the citadel
I'll wash them in the blood of the land
I'll be the hammer in my master's hand
And when the devil's wheel spins 'round
With sword and shield, I'll lay him down
His tongue and horn to ashes and sand
I'll be the hammer in my master's hand
On the day our souls rise higher
I'll wear the robes of flame and fire
When I reach those blessed lands
I'll live in the shelter of my master's hand
I'll live in the love of my master's hand
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I will pray to understand
I will walk these barren lands
I will follow His command
I'll be the hammer in my master's hand
I'll clear the stone from the dell
I'll raise the walls of the citadel
I'll wash them in the blood of the land
I'll be the hammer in my master's hand
And when the devil's wheel spins 'round
With sword and shield, I'll lay him down
His tongue and horn to ashes and sand
I'll be the hammer in my master's hand
On the day our souls rise higher
I'll wear the robes of flame and fire
When I reach those blessed lands
I'll live in the shelter of my master's hand
I'll live in the love of my master's hand
Writer: Bruce Springsteen
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Repo Man
Well, there's a man who leads a life of danger
With everyone he meets, he stays a stranger
He's a repo man
Oh baby, that's a repo man
Well, hey big daddy cruisin' down the line
You don't make your monthly that Mercedes is mine, I'm a repo man
Hey buddy, I'm a repo man
Well, dead beats, tax cheats, you on welfare
Had a little dry spell, repo man don't care
A repo man lives by a code
You don't pay and I own your little piece of the road
Hide it in the city, hide it in the 'burbs
You wake up and it's gone 'fore you can say the words
Repo man
Quick baby, it's the repo man
(Come on, baby)
(Ooh, here we go)
Well, grifters, bums, hard cases, and slobs
A real repo man, he loves his job
Couldn't tell you how many times I could've got killed or laid
You shouldn't a bought it if you couldn't a paid
Gran Torino way up in the Bronx
Guy with a pistol in his briefs and socks
Shoutin' repo man
I'll kill you, you repo man
Well, a little pink nighty cryin' by the road
Sorry Miss, a repo man's got his code
I'm a repo man
Hey, baby, I'm a repo man
(Come on, boys)
Well, porch light flickering, I'm under the hood
A shot, I'm burning rubber, ah, life is good
I'm a repo man
Yeah, baby, that's a repo man
Honey, I'm a repo man
Oh, that's a real repo man
Yeah, sugar, I'm a repo man
Great God, baby, I'm a repo man
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Well, there's a man who leads a life of danger
With everyone he meets, he stays a stranger
He's a repo man
Oh baby, that's a repo man
Well, hey big daddy cruisin' down the line
You don't make your monthly that Mercedes is mine, I'm a repo man
Hey buddy, I'm a repo man
Well, dead beats, tax cheats, you on welfare
Had a little dry spell, repo man don't care
A repo man lives by a code
You don't pay and I own your little piece of the road
Hide it in the city, hide it in the 'burbs
You wake up and it's gone 'fore you can say the words
Repo man
Quick baby, it's the repo man
(Come on, baby)
(Ooh, here we go)
Well, grifters, bums, hard cases, and slobs
A real repo man, he loves his job
Couldn't tell you how many times I could've got killed or laid
You shouldn't a bought it if you couldn't a paid
Gran Torino way up in the Bronx
Guy with a pistol in his briefs and socks
Shoutin' repo man
I'll kill you, you repo man
Well, a little pink nighty cryin' by the road
Sorry Miss, a repo man's got his code
I'm a repo man
Hey, baby, I'm a repo man
(Come on, boys)
Well, porch light flickering, I'm under the hood
A shot, I'm burning rubber, ah, life is good
I'm a repo man
Yeah, baby, that's a repo man
Honey, I'm a repo man
Oh, that's a real repo man
Yeah, sugar, I'm a repo man
Great God, baby, I'm a repo man
Writer: Bruce Springsteen
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Tiger Rose
Woo
Tiger Rose, let me read some prose to you
Just as long as it shows my love, any verse will do
Honey, I could make you happy
If you'd only let me, heaven knows
My, my, Tiger Rose
Well, I went to work as usual on the local commuter train
I snuck back home early and I tiptoed to the window pane
There was a man eating from my refrigerator
He was dressed up in my clothes
Why, why, Tiger Rose?
I told you, you weren't any better than all those other dirty so-and-sos
You said I wasn't any different than a thousand other Joe Blows
Well, love disappears so quickly
And when it goes, it goes
Why, why, Tiger Rose?
My, my, Tiger Rose
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Woo
Tiger Rose, let me read some prose to you
Just as long as it shows my love, any verse will do
Honey, I could make you happy
If you'd only let me, heaven knows
My, my, Tiger Rose
Well, I went to work as usual on the local commuter train
I snuck back home early and I tiptoed to the window pane
There was a man eating from my refrigerator
He was dressed up in my clothes
Why, why, Tiger Rose?
I told you, you weren't any better than all those other dirty so-and-sos
You said I wasn't any different than a thousand other Joe Blows
Well, love disappears so quickly
And when it goes, it goes
Why, why, Tiger Rose?
My, my, Tiger Rose
Writer: Bruce Springsteen
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Poor Side of Town
How can you tell me that you miss me
When the last time I saw you, you wouldn't even kiss me?
That rich guy you've been seeing
Well, he must have put you down
So welcome back, baby
To the poor side of town
To him, you were nothing but a plaything
Nothing more than an overnight fling
To me, you were the greatest
The greatest thing I'd ever found
And it's hard to find nice things
On the poor side of town
I can't blame you for trying
I'm trying to make it too
I got one little problem
I can't make it without you
So tell me, baby, will you think you'll stay now?
You know I'd stand by you all the way now
Side by side, darlin'
No one could ever keep us down
Together we could make it, baby
From the poor side of town
Together we can make it
From the poor side of town
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How can you tell me that you miss me
When the last time I saw you, you wouldn't even kiss me?
That rich guy you've been seeing
Well, he must have put you down
So welcome back, baby
To the poor side of town
To him, you were nothing but a plaything
Nothing more than an overnight fling
To me, you were the greatest
The greatest thing I'd ever found
And it's hard to find nice things
On the poor side of town
I can't blame you for trying
I'm trying to make it too
I got one little problem
I can't make it without you
So tell me, baby, will you think you'll stay now?
You know I'd stand by you all the way now
Side by side, darlin'
No one could ever keep us down
Together we could make it, baby
From the poor side of town
Together we can make it
From the poor side of town
Writer: Johnny Rivers, Lou Adler
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Delivery Man
One, two
One, two, one two three four
Well, I'm rumblin' outta town 'cross the west side tracks
Drivin' my Pa's flatbed with a load of chickens in the back
I'm a little illegal, but I ain't on fire
I got them hens tied down with rope and chicken wire
Up in the cab, me and Wilson, we gotta shout
Between the noise from the engine
And them chickens squawkin' all about
There's a low bridge comin' up on 105
And if we don't make it, man, them feathers gonna fly, yeah
I took a hard turn just south of the Kokomo
That rope gave out, my load shifted, we was all over the road
Hens busted on the blacktop, chickens scattered all about
Runnin' hell-bent 'cross the highway, gettin' turned inside out
By some local commuters at sixty miles per hour
In five minutes it was all over, except for the flowers, yeah
Well, that flatbed was sideways in a drainage ditch
There was no way she was movin' without a crane and a hitch
When the highway patrol come in and set up a roadblock
We were chasin' some survivors 'cross the parking lot
Well, I stood up and checked my situation at hand
Lord, don't let me spend my life as a delivery man
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One, two
One, two, one two three four
Well, I'm rumblin' outta town 'cross the west side tracks
Drivin' my Pa's flatbed with a load of chickens in the back
I'm a little illegal, but I ain't on fire
I got them hens tied down with rope and chicken wire
Up in the cab, me and Wilson, we gotta shout
Between the noise from the engine
And them chickens squawkin' all about
There's a low bridge comin' up on 105
And if we don't make it, man, them feathers gonna fly, yeah
I took a hard turn just south of the Kokomo
That rope gave out, my load shifted, we was all over the road
Hens busted on the blacktop, chickens scattered all about
Runnin' hell-bent 'cross the highway, gettin' turned inside out
By some local commuters at sixty miles per hour
In five minutes it was all over, except for the flowers, yeah
Well, that flatbed was sideways in a drainage ditch
There was no way she was movin' without a crane and a hitch
When the highway patrol come in and set up a roadblock
We were chasin' some survivors 'cross the parking lot
Well, I stood up and checked my situation at hand
Lord, don't let me spend my life as a delivery man
Writer: Bruce Springsteen
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Under A Big Sky
Left my home, left my friends
I can't go back again
I don't know why
And I don't know why
Baby, now here I am
Yeah, just another hired hand
Watchin' the seasons fly by
Watchin' 'em fly on by
Summer comes around and I miss you
Without you I'm just another guy
Under a big sky
Well, come the spring we ride the line
Mend the fence where it's been torn
Spent the day tearin' out that oak
That fell in the winter storm
Well, work's in and the day's gone down
Hop in a pickup, head into town
Just to end up dead drunk
Thrown back in your bunk
Winter comes around and I wanna kiss you
Kiss you and feel you by my side
Under a big sky
Well, that morning I had to go
I packed my bags kind of slow
You said, "John, why must you always leave
The ones who love you so?"
But I had it set in my head
Believed every word the newspaper said
Now it's plain to see
Yeah, the joke's on me
Tonight I'm chasin' strays down in the canyon
Shout your name and listen as the echo dies
Under a big sky
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Left my home, left my friends
I can't go back again
I don't know why
And I don't know why
Baby, now here I am
Yeah, just another hired hand
Watchin' the seasons fly by
Watchin' 'em fly on by
Summer comes around and I miss you
Without you I'm just another guy
Under a big sky
Well, come the spring we ride the line
Mend the fence where it's been torn
Spent the day tearin' out that oak
That fell in the winter storm
Well, work's in and the day's gone down
Hop in a pickup, head into town
Just to end up dead drunk
Thrown back in your bunk
Winter comes around and I wanna kiss you
Kiss you and feel you by my side
Under a big sky
Well, that morning I had to go
I packed my bags kind of slow
You said, "John, why must you always leave
The ones who love you so?"
But I had it set in my head
Believed every word the newspaper said
Now it's plain to see
Yeah, the joke's on me
Tonight I'm chasin' strays down in the canyon
Shout your name and listen as the echo dies
Under a big sky
Writer: Bruce Springsteen
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Detail Man
Well, I'm a hundred percent guaranteed
Honey, I'm the finisher that you need
I'm your detail man
Baby, I'm your detail man
You want the job done right any time of day or night
Call your detail man
Well, I'll dot all the I's and I'll cross all your T's
From your pretty red lips down to your knees
I'm a detail man
Baby, I'm a detail man
Well, I understand if you need a good hand
Call a detail man
Well, a detail man will never leave you in doubt
I'll kiss you in places other men ain't even heard about
I'm a detail man
Baby, I'm a detail man
You want the job done right any time of day or night
Call your detail man (Come on)
Well, a detail man, he always gets it right
He's still working when other men have rolled over
And called it a night
I'm a detail man
Baby, I'm a detail man
I know you understand if you need a good hand
Call your detail man
It don't matter if you're custom, don't matter if you're stock
I'll have you purring like a kitty and running like a clock
You want a little of the spit and shine?
Call the detail man and you're mine
Well, now it's as simple as a singing bird
Come to where professionalism ain't a dirty word
Call your detail man
Call your detail man
You want the job done right any time of day or night
Call your detail man
Well, call your detail man
Yeah, your detail man
Sugar, I'm a detail man
Lemme be your detail man
Wanna be your detail man
Lemme be your detail man
Wanna be your detail man
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Well, I'm a hundred percent guaranteed
Honey, I'm the finisher that you need
I'm your detail man
Baby, I'm your detail man
You want the job done right any time of day or night
Call your detail man
Well, I'll dot all the I's and I'll cross all your T's
From your pretty red lips down to your knees
I'm a detail man
Baby, I'm a detail man
Well, I understand if you need a good hand
Call a detail man
Well, a detail man will never leave you in doubt
I'll kiss you in places other men ain't even heard about
I'm a detail man
Baby, I'm a detail man
You want the job done right any time of day or night
Call your detail man (Come on)
Well, a detail man, he always gets it right
He's still working when other men have rolled over
And called it a night
I'm a detail man
Baby, I'm a detail man
I know you understand if you need a good hand
Call your detail man
It don't matter if you're custom, don't matter if you're stock
I'll have you purring like a kitty and running like a clock
You want a little of the spit and shine?
Call the detail man and you're mine
Well, now it's as simple as a singing bird
Come to where professionalism ain't a dirty word
Call your detail man
Call your detail man
You want the job done right any time of day or night
Call your detail man
Well, call your detail man
Yeah, your detail man
Sugar, I'm a detail man
Lemme be your detail man
Wanna be your detail man
Lemme be your detail man
Wanna be your detail man
Writer: Bruce Springsteen
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Silver Mountain
Up there on Silver Mountain
That's where I'll wait for you
Up there on Silver Mountain
Up where the sky is blue
Your books I used to carry
When we were back at school
Now you're the girl I wanna marry
I won't rest until I do
Will you meet me by the river?
Where the current runs dark and strong
I know your daddy's waitin'
So I'm comin' with my guns on
Up there on Silver Mountain
Where the folks are easy to laugh
Up there on Silver Mountain
As long as you don't cross their path
Will you meet me at the river?
I'll take you for my bride
Tell your daddy that I'm comin'
I ain't leavin' 'til I'm satisfied
Up where the Silver River
Rushes over the roots of that big oak tree
On the banks at the end of the river
We stood here, your dad and me
Hello John, I plan on leaving here with her
It's a good day as any to die
My blood mixed with the clay of the river
I saw your face against the sky
Goodbye, my sweet love, goodbye
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Up there on Silver Mountain
That's where I'll wait for you
Up there on Silver Mountain
Up where the sky is blue
Your books I used to carry
When we were back at school
Now you're the girl I wanna marry
I won't rest until I do
Will you meet me by the river?
Where the current runs dark and strong
I know your daddy's waitin'
So I'm comin' with my guns on
Up there on Silver Mountain
Where the folks are easy to laugh
Up there on Silver Mountain
As long as you don't cross their path
Will you meet me at the river?
I'll take you for my bride
Tell your daddy that I'm comin'
I ain't leavin' 'til I'm satisfied
Up where the Silver River
Rushes over the roots of that big oak tree
On the banks at the end of the river
We stood here, your dad and me
Hello John, I plan on leaving here with her
It's a good day as any to die
My blood mixed with the clay of the river
I saw your face against the sky
Goodbye, my sweet love, goodbye
Writer: Bruce Springsteen
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Janey, Don't You Lose Heart
You got your book baby with all your fears
Let me honey and I'll catch your tears
I'll take your sorrow if you want me to
Come tomorrow
That's what I'll do
Listen to me
Janey don't you lose heart
Janey don't you lose heart
Janey don't you lose heart
Janey don't you lose heart
Well you say you got no new dreams to touch
You feel like a stranger babe who knows too much
You come home late and get undressed
You lie in bed and feel this emptiness
Well listen to me
Janey don't you lose heart
Janey don't you lose heart
Janey don't you lose heart
Janey don't you lose heart
Till every river it runs dry
Until the sun's torn from the sky
Till every feel you've felt burst free
Gone tumblin' down into the sea
Listen to me
Janey don't you lose heart
Janey don't you lose heart
Janey don't you lose heart
Janey don't you lose heart
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You got your book baby with all your fears
Let me honey and I'll catch your tears
I'll take your sorrow if you want me to
Come tomorrow
That's what I'll do
Listen to me
Janey don't you lose heart
Janey don't you lose heart
Janey don't you lose heart
Janey don't you lose heart
Well you say you got no new dreams to touch
You feel like a stranger babe who knows too much
You come home late and get undressed
You lie in bed and feel this emptiness
Well listen to me
Janey don't you lose heart
Janey don't you lose heart
Janey don't you lose heart
Janey don't you lose heart
Till every river it runs dry
Until the sun's torn from the sky
Till every feel you've felt burst free
Gone tumblin' down into the sea
Listen to me
Janey don't you lose heart
Janey don't you lose heart
Janey don't you lose heart
Janey don't you lose heart
Writer: BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
You're Gonna Miss Me When I'm Gone
The lights are out all over town
The evening sun is sinking down
I know you're good, babe, at moving on
But you're gonna miss me when I'm gone
Bartender's ringing last call
Does anyone hear angels when they fall?
Here's one last drink, dear, and we'll dance to our song
But you're gonna miss me when I'm gone
You're gonna miss me when I'm gone
When the nights get lonely and long
I know you're good, babe, at traveling on
But you're gonna miss me when I'm gone
You're gonna miss me when I'm gone
When the nights get lonely and long
Yeah, I know you're good, babe, at moving on
But you're gonna miss me when I'm gone
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The lights are out all over town
The evening sun is sinking down
I know you're good, babe, at moving on
But you're gonna miss me when I'm gone
Bartender's ringing last call
Does anyone hear angels when they fall?
Here's one last drink, dear, and we'll dance to our song
But you're gonna miss me when I'm gone
You're gonna miss me when I'm gone
When the nights get lonely and long
I know you're good, babe, at traveling on
But you're gonna miss me when I'm gone
You're gonna miss me when I'm gone
When the nights get lonely and long
Yeah, I know you're good, babe, at moving on
But you're gonna miss me when I'm gone
Writer: Bruce Springsteen
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Stand on It
Well Jimmy Lee was hookin' 'round the far turn of a funky southern Florida dirt track
He had mud caked on his goggles and a screamin' 350 stacked up on his back
Well as he passed the stands he was feelin' all tuckered out,
When through the roar of his engine he heard somebody shout
"Stand on it, come on boy, stand on it"
Mary Beth started to drift, she hit the shift but she just couldn't get a hand on it
Racin' some Red Hill boys, she had the deed to the ranch and a grand on it
With eight grand blowin' hot on the red line
She blew past a hitchhiker out on Route 39
He hollered "Stand on it, go 'head baby, stand on it"
[Chorus]
Well now when in doubt and you can't figure it out
Just stand on it
Well, if your mind's confused, you don't know what you're gonna do
Well buddy, stand on it
Well if you've lost control of the situation at hand
Go grab a girl; go see a rock and roll band
And stand on it
Come on man, stand on it
Well now Columbus he discovered America even though he hadn't planned on it
He got lost and woke up one morning when he's about to land on it
He wouldn't of got out of Italy, man that's for sure,
Without Queen Isabella standing on the shore
Shouting "Stand on it, go ahead man, stand on it"
[Chorus]
Bobby was leadin' the pack, he settled back and he got ready for the long haul
Well fifty yards from the finish line somebody roared up and they blew him into the wall
Well he rolled over twice, lucky to survive
Layin' in the back of the ambulance more dead than alive
Somebody shouted "Man, you call that drivin'?
Why didn't you stand on it"
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Well Jimmy Lee was hookin' 'round the far turn of a funky southern Florida dirt track
He had mud caked on his goggles and a screamin' 350 stacked up on his back
Well as he passed the stands he was feelin' all tuckered out,
When through the roar of his engine he heard somebody shout
"Stand on it, come on boy, stand on it"
Mary Beth started to drift, she hit the shift but she just couldn't get a hand on it
Racin' some Red Hill boys, she had the deed to the ranch and a grand on it
With eight grand blowin' hot on the red line
She blew past a hitchhiker out on Route 39
He hollered "Stand on it, go 'head baby, stand on it"
[Chorus]
Well now when in doubt and you can't figure it out
Just stand on it
Well, if your mind's confused, you don't know what you're gonna do
Well buddy, stand on it
Well if you've lost control of the situation at hand
Go grab a girl; go see a rock and roll band
And stand on it
Come on man, stand on it
Well now Columbus he discovered America even though he hadn't planned on it
He got lost and woke up one morning when he's about to land on it
He wouldn't of got out of Italy, man that's for sure,
Without Queen Isabella standing on the shore
Shouting "Stand on it, go ahead man, stand on it"
[Chorus]
Bobby was leadin' the pack, he settled back and he got ready for the long haul
Well fifty yards from the finish line somebody roared up and they blew him into the wall
Well he rolled over twice, lucky to survive
Layin' in the back of the ambulance more dead than alive
Somebody shouted "Man, you call that drivin'?
Why didn't you stand on it"
Writer: BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Blue Highway
Well, this blue, blue highway
Is on my mind
This blue, blue highway
That I can't leave behind
Someday I'm gonna build me a fine house
Yeah, high up on a hill
Where pain and memory
Pain and memory have been stilled
And this blue, blue highway
Stretches on and on
This blue, blue highway
And my blue, blue song
Well, down here below, sir
They say nothing lasts
Great mansions and true love
Well, they fall in dust and ash
And this blue, blue highway
Stretches on and on
This blue, blue highway
And this blue, blue song
I'm gonna find me a woman
And figure it all out
I'm gonna build me a mansion
Above all this shadow and doubt
And this blue, blue highway
Just winds and winds
Got this blue, blue highway
And you on my mind
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English
Well, this blue, blue highway
Is on my mind
This blue, blue highway
That I can't leave behind
Someday I'm gonna build me a fine house
Yeah, high up on a hill
Where pain and memory
Pain and memory have been stilled
And this blue, blue highway
Stretches on and on
This blue, blue highway
And my blue, blue song
Well, down here below, sir
They say nothing lasts
Great mansions and true love
Well, they fall in dust and ash
And this blue, blue highway
Stretches on and on
This blue, blue highway
And this blue, blue song
I'm gonna find me a woman
And figure it all out
I'm gonna build me a mansion
Above all this shadow and doubt
And this blue, blue highway
Just winds and winds
Got this blue, blue highway
And you on my mind
Writer: Bruce Springsteen
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Somewhere North of Nashville
Came into town with a pocketful of songs
I made the rounds
But I didn't last long
Now I'm out on this highway
With a bone-cold chill
Somewhere north of Nashville
I lie awake in the middle of the night
Makin' a list of things that I didn't do right
With you at the top of a long page filled
Here, somewhere north of Nashville
For the deal I made, the price was strong
I traded you for this song
We woke each morning with hearts filled
Bluebird of love on the windowsill
Now the heart's unsteady, and the night is still
All I've got's this melody, and time to kill
Here, somewhere north of Nashville
Here, somewhere north of Nashville
Here, somewhere north of Nashville
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Came into town with a pocketful of songs
I made the rounds
But I didn't last long
Now I'm out on this highway
With a bone-cold chill
Somewhere north of Nashville
I lie awake in the middle of the night
Makin' a list of things that I didn't do right
With you at the top of a long page filled
Here, somewhere north of Nashville
For the deal I made, the price was strong
I traded you for this song
We woke each morning with hearts filled
Bluebird of love on the windowsill
Now the heart's unsteady, and the night is still
All I've got's this melody, and time to kill
Here, somewhere north of Nashville
Here, somewhere north of Nashville
Here, somewhere north of Nashville
Writer: Bruce Springsteen
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Inyo
Over the washes of the Big and Little Tujunga
Above the Mojave in a two-horse buckboard
Bill Mulholland, Fred Eaton set out for the Owens River Valley
In the fall of 1904
Through the Tehachapi, up along the Sierra Nevada
Through the Green Valley towards the Owens River mouth
They come to bring that Owens River water
Two hundred miles to the desert city south
Ain't you feelin' dry? Ain't you feelin' dry now?
My brother, ain't you feelin' dry?
I was a blaster in the black hole of Elizabeth
Hard rock tunneled five miles of the coast range
In the black mud, we drilled and set the charges
Blew through that mountain in just a thousand days
Owens River water for the Queen of Angels
From the heavens of the High Sierra packed snow
Owens River water for the children of the Queen of Angels
Make rich the land syndicate of the San Fernando
Ain't you feelin' dry? Ain't you feelin' dry now?
My brother, ain't you feelin' dry?
My uncle pushed the Paiute from their valley
Cut out his homestead in blood
And pulled crops out the desert sand
Then the south, they come to share our water
'Cause the south was thirsty, my friend
Come the drought of '19, they started pumpin'
Water from the Owens table underground
Our big cottonwoods died, our ranches, they went dry
The green fields, they blew dusty and brown
I set the first charges for the ranchers in '24
Fired the fuse on two hundred pounds of dynamite
Blew a hole in that aqueduct I'd helped build
Sent thunder rollin' out across the desert night
Ain't you feelin' dry? Ain't you feelin' dry now?
My brother, ain't you feelin' dry?
Sacramento, the Kern, the Colorado
The King, the San Joaquin, my friend
For the power, for the water, for the prosperity
And for the men with the money in the end
Tonight the Santa Ana's drawin' west across the Mojave
Blowin' fire and dust onto L.A. County windowsills
Bill Mulholland, Fred Eaton's dead in their graves
The Queen of Angels, she remains thirsty still
Ain't you feelin' dry? Ain't you feelin' dry now?
My brother, ain't you feelin' dry?
Ain't you feelin' dry? Ain't you feelin' dry now?
My good brother, ain't you feelin' dry?
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English
Over the washes of the Big and Little Tujunga
Above the Mojave in a two-horse buckboard
Bill Mulholland, Fred Eaton set out for the Owens River Valley
In the fall of 1904
Through the Tehachapi, up along the Sierra Nevada
Through the Green Valley towards the Owens River mouth
They come to bring that Owens River water
Two hundred miles to the desert city south
Ain't you feelin' dry? Ain't you feelin' dry now?
My brother, ain't you feelin' dry?
I was a blaster in the black hole of Elizabeth
Hard rock tunneled five miles of the coast range
In the black mud, we drilled and set the charges
Blew through that mountain in just a thousand days
Owens River water for the Queen of Angels
From the heavens of the High Sierra packed snow
Owens River water for the children of the Queen of Angels
Make rich the land syndicate of the San Fernando
Ain't you feelin' dry? Ain't you feelin' dry now?
My brother, ain't you feelin' dry?
My uncle pushed the Paiute from their valley
Cut out his homestead in blood
And pulled crops out the desert sand
Then the south, they come to share our water
'Cause the south was thirsty, my friend
Come the drought of '19, they started pumpin'
Water from the Owens table underground
Our big cottonwoods died, our ranches, they went dry
The green fields, they blew dusty and brown
I set the first charges for the ranchers in '24
Fired the fuse on two hundred pounds of dynamite
Blew a hole in that aqueduct I'd helped build
Sent thunder rollin' out across the desert night
Ain't you feelin' dry? Ain't you feelin' dry now?
My brother, ain't you feelin' dry?
Sacramento, the Kern, the Colorado
The King, the San Joaquin, my friend
For the power, for the water, for the prosperity
And for the men with the money in the end
Tonight the Santa Ana's drawin' west across the Mojave
Blowin' fire and dust onto L.A. County windowsills
Bill Mulholland, Fred Eaton's dead in their graves
The Queen of Angels, she remains thirsty still
Ain't you feelin' dry? Ain't you feelin' dry now?
My brother, ain't you feelin' dry?
Ain't you feelin' dry? Ain't you feelin' dry now?
My good brother, ain't you feelin' dry?
Writer: Bruce Springsteen
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Indian Town
'Cross the desert, the rain came hard and black
Two shovelheads rumblin' 'cross the railroad track
Sheriff steps out of his car, takes off his hat
And slowly looks around
Ostrich boots and a diamond ring
Scar on his cheek too deep to think
He steps up to the bar, orders a drink
I watch him as he shoots it down
I was just eighteen down in Indian Town
Billy was workin' as a hired hand
He was a Hopi in off the First Mesa
Weekends, we'd head into town for a drink and a dance
A little trouble and a look around
A woman with hair black as coal and eyes of blue
Stood in the street over a young kid with his leg shot through
Sheriff pushes his way through
Shakes his head as he looks down
Well, in the spring, we'd ride the high desert
Through Seligman and Kingman on old 66
Make the poker run through Bullhead City
Into Laughlin and back around
Well, I welded it outta cast iron, just like his ride
Stuck it into the ground where he died
Marked on it his name and the day he was born
And the day he went down
On that white stretch of road outside of Indian Town
Well, it was closing time, I was drunk
And she was somebody's wife
I was drunk, too drunk to see the knife
I felt a push, and I was on my back
Ceiling black and comin' down
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English
'Cross the desert, the rain came hard and black
Two shovelheads rumblin' 'cross the railroad track
Sheriff steps out of his car, takes off his hat
And slowly looks around
Ostrich boots and a diamond ring
Scar on his cheek too deep to think
He steps up to the bar, orders a drink
I watch him as he shoots it down
I was just eighteen down in Indian Town
Billy was workin' as a hired hand
He was a Hopi in off the First Mesa
Weekends, we'd head into town for a drink and a dance
A little trouble and a look around
A woman with hair black as coal and eyes of blue
Stood in the street over a young kid with his leg shot through
Sheriff pushes his way through
Shakes his head as he looks down
Well, in the spring, we'd ride the high desert
Through Seligman and Kingman on old 66
Make the poker run through Bullhead City
Into Laughlin and back around
Well, I welded it outta cast iron, just like his ride
Stuck it into the ground where he died
Marked on it his name and the day he was born
And the day he went down
On that white stretch of road outside of Indian Town
Well, it was closing time, I was drunk
And she was somebody's wife
I was drunk, too drunk to see the knife
I felt a push, and I was on my back
Ceiling black and comin' down
Writer: Bruce Springsteen
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Adelita
In the High Sierras, camped were the soldiers
And a young soldada who valiantly fought
Side by side with Francisco Villa
Adelita
Far from my home now, a Texacan soldier
It's not for fortune or risk to the battlefield I fight
I fell in love with Adelita with my very soul
We'll stand in arms this night
She said, "Johnny, if I should die in battle
And my body be left in the Sierranea
My love, my love, in God's name
Fight on, and remember me
That my blood will not have been spilled in vain"
On horseback, a carbine full and at her side
Over her blouse, cartridges filled her bandoleras
Side by side, into battle we rode, Villistas
My Adelita
We met the enemy in the Zamoran mountains
From their bullets, many of our soldiers died
And wounded, I lay fallen with my comrades
As Adelita stood above us
Firing her rifle 'til the gunpowder turned her hand black
And the sky was blue, 'neath the cannon the earth trembled
Watched as a bullet pierced my love's side
She fell amidst the brothers and sisters
Smoke and empty sky in her eyes
Adelita, my love, Adelita, my wife
Adelita, my comrade, my life
They'll remember your name when freedom fills the Sierranea
I'll remember the warmth of your skin against mine
Tonight, I lay in the mountains with the campesinos
My mind at peace from the vows I've made
I know I'll never see Texas again
Your portrait I carry deep in my breast pocket
My rifle firing into the campana, I ride with you 'round my heart
Protected from this death by beauty
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English
In the High Sierras, camped were the soldiers
And a young soldada who valiantly fought
Side by side with Francisco Villa
Adelita
Far from my home now, a Texacan soldier
It's not for fortune or risk to the battlefield I fight
I fell in love with Adelita with my very soul
We'll stand in arms this night
She said, "Johnny, if I should die in battle
And my body be left in the Sierranea
My love, my love, in God's name
Fight on, and remember me
That my blood will not have been spilled in vain"
On horseback, a carbine full and at her side
Over her blouse, cartridges filled her bandoleras
Side by side, into battle we rode, Villistas
My Adelita
We met the enemy in the Zamoran mountains
From their bullets, many of our soldiers died
And wounded, I lay fallen with my comrades
As Adelita stood above us
Firing her rifle 'til the gunpowder turned her hand black
And the sky was blue, 'neath the cannon the earth trembled
Watched as a bullet pierced my love's side
She fell amidst the brothers and sisters
Smoke and empty sky in her eyes
Adelita, my love, Adelita, my wife
Adelita, my comrade, my life
They'll remember your name when freedom fills the Sierranea
I'll remember the warmth of your skin against mine
Tonight, I lay in the mountains with the campesinos
My mind at peace from the vows I've made
I know I'll never see Texas again
Your portrait I carry deep in my breast pocket
My rifle firing into the campana, I ride with you 'round my heart
Protected from this death by beauty
Writer: Bruce Springsteen
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
The Aztec Dance
The boys, they hold their machetes high
Girls in their satin dresses, they go twirlin' by
From the San Juan River 'cross the desert sand
Teresa moves in the Aztec dance
From the foothills of the Sierra Madre
To a high school gym in San Jose
She stomps her feet as her ma watches from the stands
Teresa twirls in the Aztec dance
Past the Pizza Hut, past the mall rats, she says
"Ma, they call us 'greaser', they call us 'wetback'
Here in this land that once was ours"
Teresa's mother bobby pins her hair in a crown of flowers
Her mother says, "Teresa, there were roses, fruit trees and azure skies
Tenochtitlan with great temples of stone
Indian women with your skin and your eyes
Gardens richer than those of Babylon
"'Cross the causeway of Lake Texcoco
Montezuma met Cortez in sandals with soles of gold
One in steel, one in the plumes of the quetzal bird
They came wearing the masks of the gods they served
"From castles that rend the waters and scarred the skies
Cortez came with the curse of fortune and faith in his eyes
They marched 'cross savannas of maize and high desert plains
Quetzalcoatl come to put the lord of our world in chains
With cannon and horses 'cross the causeways, their cavalry charged
Like fields of locust feastin' on a thousand brave warriors' hearts
Our blood turned red, the waters of Texcoco
Spanish soldiers drowned 'neath the weight of the gold they stole
"Montezuma and Cuauhtémoc are in their graves
And our people of the valley of Mexico, well, they were enslaved
City gone and left in ruins, they cry bitter tears in another world
But here in this world, my daughter, they have you"
Well, the boys, they hold their machetes high
As the girls in their satin dresses, they go twirlin' by
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The boys, they hold their machetes high
Girls in their satin dresses, they go twirlin' by
From the San Juan River 'cross the desert sand
Teresa moves in the Aztec dance
From the foothills of the Sierra Madre
To a high school gym in San Jose
She stomps her feet as her ma watches from the stands
Teresa twirls in the Aztec dance
Past the Pizza Hut, past the mall rats, she says
"Ma, they call us 'greaser', they call us 'wetback'
Here in this land that once was ours"
Teresa's mother bobby pins her hair in a crown of flowers
Her mother says, "Teresa, there were roses, fruit trees and azure skies
Tenochtitlan with great temples of stone
Indian women with your skin and your eyes
Gardens richer than those of Babylon
"'Cross the causeway of Lake Texcoco
Montezuma met Cortez in sandals with soles of gold
One in steel, one in the plumes of the quetzal bird
They came wearing the masks of the gods they served
"From castles that rend the waters and scarred the skies
Cortez came with the curse of fortune and faith in his eyes
They marched 'cross savannas of maize and high desert plains
Quetzalcoatl come to put the lord of our world in chains
With cannon and horses 'cross the causeways, their cavalry charged
Like fields of locust feastin' on a thousand brave warriors' hearts
Our blood turned red, the waters of Texcoco
Spanish soldiers drowned 'neath the weight of the gold they stole
"Montezuma and Cuauhtémoc are in their graves
And our people of the valley of Mexico, well, they were enslaved
City gone and left in ruins, they cry bitter tears in another world
But here in this world, my daughter, they have you"
Well, the boys, they hold their machetes high
As the girls in their satin dresses, they go twirlin' by
Writer: Bruce Springsteen
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
The Lost Charro
Godmother, when I die, make of my clay a jar
And when you are thirsty, drink from it
And if you feel a shadow, a shadow touching your lips
It's the kisses of your charro
Pull the leather strip from your hair
And your black tresses fall upon the dark skin of your shoulders
Your dress embroidered with gold
Moves like a choir of young girls, scarcely touching the ground
My rope winds as the smoke rises
Burning the horn of my saddle
My rope winds as the evening sun sets
And we bring in the cattle
The traditions of the Charro are the same eternally
No matter how much the horse changes
No matter how much the horseman may want
The cola is always the cola, the terna, the terna, the pial, the pial
My rope winds as the smoke rises
Burning the horn of my saddle
My rope winds as the evening sun sets
And we bring in the cattle
For two seasons, I've picked the lettuce in Salinas
The prunes in Santa Clara
The oranges from the Ontario trees
I've traded in my leather for the denim of my campesinos
Godmother, I'll return home soon, you'll see
And tonight in my dreams
My rope winds as smoke rises
Burning the horn of my saddle
My rope winds as the evening sun sets
And we bring in the cattle
Godmother, when I die, make of my clay a jar
And when you are thirsty, drink from it
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Godmother, when I die, make of my clay a jar
And when you are thirsty, drink from it
And if you feel a shadow, a shadow touching your lips
It's the kisses of your charro
Pull the leather strip from your hair
And your black tresses fall upon the dark skin of your shoulders
Your dress embroidered with gold
Moves like a choir of young girls, scarcely touching the ground
My rope winds as the smoke rises
Burning the horn of my saddle
My rope winds as the evening sun sets
And we bring in the cattle
The traditions of the Charro are the same eternally
No matter how much the horse changes
No matter how much the horseman may want
The cola is always the cola, the terna, the terna, the pial, the pial
My rope winds as the smoke rises
Burning the horn of my saddle
My rope winds as the evening sun sets
And we bring in the cattle
For two seasons, I've picked the lettuce in Salinas
The prunes in Santa Clara
The oranges from the Ontario trees
I've traded in my leather for the denim of my campesinos
Godmother, I'll return home soon, you'll see
And tonight in my dreams
My rope winds as smoke rises
Burning the horn of my saddle
My rope winds as the evening sun sets
And we bring in the cattle
Godmother, when I die, make of my clay a jar
And when you are thirsty, drink from it
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Our Lady of Monroe
He's out of Newark, a retired detective
Tryna lose some of what he'd seen
He had twenty-five years on the streets
Where the Lord does not intervene
Packed his shaving kit into a small suitcase
Slipped the rosary off the night shelf
Just the cross remains of his faith
Was all that he had left
And the pale sun of the evening
Cut through the windshield as he drove
Head south on the Jersey Turnpike
To the Lady of Monroe
He and his wife, they'd raised a daughter
But his job was all he'd ever really known
Now she was in southern Indiana
With a family her own
As the refinery fields went rushing by
Thought of his little brown-eyed girl
Shooting cans in the river with his old .22
As the summer trees unfurled
And the pale sun of the evening
Slipped down, velvet and low
Heard murmured prayers softly rising
To the Lady of Monroe
His rosary hung from the rear-view mirror
A map 'neath the Burger King bag in the front seat
His gun's tucked deep in the glove box
Another useless tool of his trade he'll never need
From his desk in the South precinct
He'd walked that dirty mile
Well, that was all over now
He was gonna learn to live, just to live for a while
Virgin Mother, give me peace
Peace I've never known
In the sunlight, lifted hands softly swaying
To our Lady of Monroe
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He's out of Newark, a retired detective
Tryna lose some of what he'd seen
He had twenty-five years on the streets
Where the Lord does not intervene
Packed his shaving kit into a small suitcase
Slipped the rosary off the night shelf
Just the cross remains of his faith
Was all that he had left
And the pale sun of the evening
Cut through the windshield as he drove
Head south on the Jersey Turnpike
To the Lady of Monroe
He and his wife, they'd raised a daughter
But his job was all he'd ever really known
Now she was in southern Indiana
With a family her own
As the refinery fields went rushing by
Thought of his little brown-eyed girl
Shooting cans in the river with his old .22
As the summer trees unfurled
And the pale sun of the evening
Slipped down, velvet and low
Heard murmured prayers softly rising
To the Lady of Monroe
His rosary hung from the rear-view mirror
A map 'neath the Burger King bag in the front seat
His gun's tucked deep in the glove box
Another useless tool of his trade he'll never need
From his desk in the South precinct
He'd walked that dirty mile
Well, that was all over now
He was gonna learn to live, just to live for a while
Virgin Mother, give me peace
Peace I've never known
In the sunlight, lifted hands softly swaying
To our Lady of Monroe
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El Jardinero (Upon the Death of Ramona)
I wake and take your picture from my night table
With a kiss, I place it on the shelf
Give you my mornin' prayer
It's a weakness I allow myself
In the kitchen, I make the coffee
As the sun's first light through the window streams
I wake your brother Roberto from his dreams
Throw my tools in the truck bed
From the San Fernando into the hills
As the gray morning clouds
Over the hilltop stream
I follow 'em down
The cool rich canyons of grain
And my mind drifts to you
From the northern mountains
The water comes and the city blooms
The Santa Ana's breathe so dry and dusty
Through the villa rooms
Bougainvillea blossom
Red and white 'round the entry door
And the roses rise so perfectly on the desert floor
Your memory is my desire
Daughter, if my sorrow is my sin
With my work here in this garden
We'll both live again
I trim the eucalyptus
That her branches may be free, my love
That the wind may find a way
Through the dark sky above
That day your mother
On the porch waiting
Now I watch the branches drifting
And my heart fills with you
At night I feel your spirit
As the day's weariness I embrace
I visit you in the brave beauty of your mother's sleeping face
Now, Ramona
Hey, when the dark comes driftin' in
And these rooms lie sweetened by the dry desert wind
Tell me how
How will my heart ever mend
If I can never touch you or feel your breath again
In my dreams, the earth to which I have given you
Opens below me where I stand
I slip beneath the moist soil
Through the cool dust and desert sand
I hold your face, I hold your face in my hands
Wake early in the morning
Today I'll cut the roses from their stems
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English
I wake and take your picture from my night table
With a kiss, I place it on the shelf
Give you my mornin' prayer
It's a weakness I allow myself
In the kitchen, I make the coffee
As the sun's first light through the window streams
I wake your brother Roberto from his dreams
Throw my tools in the truck bed
From the San Fernando into the hills
As the gray morning clouds
Over the hilltop stream
I follow 'em down
The cool rich canyons of grain
And my mind drifts to you
From the northern mountains
The water comes and the city blooms
The Santa Ana's breathe so dry and dusty
Through the villa rooms
Bougainvillea blossom
Red and white 'round the entry door
And the roses rise so perfectly on the desert floor
Your memory is my desire
Daughter, if my sorrow is my sin
With my work here in this garden
We'll both live again
I trim the eucalyptus
That her branches may be free, my love
That the wind may find a way
Through the dark sky above
That day your mother
On the porch waiting
Now I watch the branches drifting
And my heart fills with you
At night I feel your spirit
As the day's weariness I embrace
I visit you in the brave beauty of your mother's sleeping face
Now, Ramona
Hey, when the dark comes driftin' in
And these rooms lie sweetened by the dry desert wind
Tell me how
How will my heart ever mend
If I can never touch you or feel your breath again
In my dreams, the earth to which I have given you
Opens below me where I stand
I slip beneath the moist soil
Through the cool dust and desert sand
I hold your face, I hold your face in my hands
Wake early in the morning
Today I'll cut the roses from their stems
Writer: Bruce Springsteen
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
One False Move
I was bringin' in their cocaine
'Cross the Texas-Mexico line
They don't like what I was doin'
But I lose no sleep at night
I was just runnin' off an old debt
Then I'd take some time
And find someplace far away
Heaven to hell, my friends
Just a short jump in the stakes
And one false move's all it takes
On the streets of south Texas
I made my straight time
Workin' nights and pissin' in a cup
For my man down on State
Now I roll down the window
And let in the cool, clear desert night
And that cold feelin' of my luck runnin' out
You get just so much dry ground
'Fore the water rushes over the breaks
And one false move's all it takes
Got a son in El Paso
I couldn't find the steady ground
You run outta room and answers
And your old mistakes start comin' 'round
Five years in Tamaulipas
Make you sick inside
The way you get used to anything
Sooner or later, it just becomes your life
Headlights flashin' cross my face
The sound of a pilgrim's horn fadin' south
I reach 'neath the seat in the dark
Then come that dry taste in my mouth
Above the black stars wheelin'
Inside's that sick, warm, sinkin' feeling
Taillights movin' through the high desert pine
Someone waitin' in the hills 'neath the shadow line
You get your measure of daylight
'Fore the evenin' that waits
Just one false move away
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I was bringin' in their cocaine
'Cross the Texas-Mexico line
They don't like what I was doin'
But I lose no sleep at night
I was just runnin' off an old debt
Then I'd take some time
And find someplace far away
Heaven to hell, my friends
Just a short jump in the stakes
And one false move's all it takes
On the streets of south Texas
I made my straight time
Workin' nights and pissin' in a cup
For my man down on State
Now I roll down the window
And let in the cool, clear desert night
And that cold feelin' of my luck runnin' out
You get just so much dry ground
'Fore the water rushes over the breaks
And one false move's all it takes
Got a son in El Paso
I couldn't find the steady ground
You run outta room and answers
And your old mistakes start comin' 'round
Five years in Tamaulipas
Make you sick inside
The way you get used to anything
Sooner or later, it just becomes your life
Headlights flashin' cross my face
The sound of a pilgrim's horn fadin' south
I reach 'neath the seat in the dark
Then come that dry taste in my mouth
Above the black stars wheelin'
Inside's that sick, warm, sinkin' feeling
Taillights movin' through the high desert pine
Someone waitin' in the hills 'neath the shadow line
You get your measure of daylight
'Fore the evenin' that waits
Just one false move away
Writer: Bruce Springsteen
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Ciudad Juarez
I have a daughter as beautiful as the evening sun
We traveled north where we heard there was work to be done
She vanished into the streets of the city of death
The city of my lost heart
Ciudad Juarez
The drugs flow north across the river, the guns flow south
The blood flows here from the devil's mouth
Here at the devil's mouth, our daughters are bled
Give me back my lost heart
Ciudad Juarez
We come north to the maquiladoras
Made the colonias our home
Morning sun fell on her skin
Then gone
I have my pistol of vengeance and reclaim
I have my bullets of our blood and name
My blood, I carry your picture here at my breast
Picture of my lost soul
Ciudad Juarez
Daughter, I carry your picture here at my breast
Picture of my lost heart
Ciudad Juarez
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I have a daughter as beautiful as the evening sun
We traveled north where we heard there was work to be done
She vanished into the streets of the city of death
The city of my lost heart
Ciudad Juarez
The drugs flow north across the river, the guns flow south
The blood flows here from the devil's mouth
Here at the devil's mouth, our daughters are bled
Give me back my lost heart
Ciudad Juarez
We come north to the maquiladoras
Made the colonias our home
Morning sun fell on her skin
Then gone
I have my pistol of vengeance and reclaim
I have my bullets of our blood and name
My blood, I carry your picture here at my breast
Picture of my lost soul
Ciudad Juarez
Daughter, I carry your picture here at my breast
Picture of my lost heart
Ciudad Juarez
Writer: Bruce Springsteen
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
When I Build My Beautiful House
When I build my beautiful house
I'll build it high, high above this road
This road I walk in shadow and doubt
There I'll build my beautiful house
When I build my beautiful house
I'll build it high on that rocky hill
Where pain and memory have been stilled
There I'll build my beautiful house
Down here below, baby, nothing lasts
Love and great stone mansions turn to dust and ash
Past all this, I walk along
Somethin' stronger than my own children movin' me on
I walk with a hammer and a fiery lantern
With this I build, and with this I burn
These things I carry on my dark road
And so it goes, and so it goes
When I build my beautiful house
I'll build it high on that rocky hill
Where pain and memory have been stilled
There I'll build my beautiful house
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When I build my beautiful house
I'll build it high, high above this road
This road I walk in shadow and doubt
There I'll build my beautiful house
When I build my beautiful house
I'll build it high on that rocky hill
Where pain and memory have been stilled
There I'll build my beautiful house
Down here below, baby, nothing lasts
Love and great stone mansions turn to dust and ash
Past all this, I walk along
Somethin' stronger than my own children movin' me on
I walk with a hammer and a fiery lantern
With this I build, and with this I burn
These things I carry on my dark road
And so it goes, and so it goes
When I build my beautiful house
I'll build it high on that rocky hill
Where pain and memory have been stilled
There I'll build my beautiful house
Writer: Bruce Springsteen
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Sunday Love
Monday, Monday, Monday brings the blues
I put on my shirt and tie
Someway, I get by
Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday brings the same
Come sunny skies, come rain
Paper and coffee on the train
As the weekend rolls around
It's another lonely night on the town
A stranger's kiss at the door
But it's not what I'm lookin' for
Never had, I never had
I never had a Sunday love
Flowers and champagne
I never had a Sunday love
Long walks in the rain
Each night I pray, each night I pray to God above
Oh, I've never had a Sunday love
Monday, Monday, Monday, the alarm clock rings
I drag myself to the sink, run a razor 'cross my chin
A spray of cologne for each sin
Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, all goes gray
'Til you come walkin' my way
God give me the strength to say
Tonight, maybe you'll stay
Come the weekend, I wear out the soles of my shoes
Trying to walk off these lover's blues
Only to end up at your door
I'll say a prayer
Just two steps more
I never had, I never had
I never had a Sunday love
Flowers and champagne
I never had a Sunday love
Long walks in the rain
Each night I pray, each night I pray to God above
Oh, I never had a Sunday love
On and on through summer showers
On and on, lost hours on hours
On and on, I'm so uninspired
On and on 'til you get so damn tired
I never had, never had
Never had a Sunday love
Flowers and champagne
I never had a Sunday love
Long walks in the rain
Each night I pray, each night I pray to God above
I never had a Sunday love
Oh, I never had, never had, never had a Sunday love
Flowers and champagne
I never had a Sunday love
Long walks in the rain
Each night I pray, each night I pray to God above
I never had a Sunday love
Oh, I never had, never had, never had a Sunday love
Flowers and champagne
Never had, I never had a Sunday love
Long walks in the rain
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Monday, Monday, Monday brings the blues
I put on my shirt and tie
Someway, I get by
Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday brings the same
Come sunny skies, come rain
Paper and coffee on the train
As the weekend rolls around
It's another lonely night on the town
A stranger's kiss at the door
But it's not what I'm lookin' for
Never had, I never had
I never had a Sunday love
Flowers and champagne
I never had a Sunday love
Long walks in the rain
Each night I pray, each night I pray to God above
Oh, I've never had a Sunday love
Monday, Monday, Monday, the alarm clock rings
I drag myself to the sink, run a razor 'cross my chin
A spray of cologne for each sin
Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, all goes gray
'Til you come walkin' my way
God give me the strength to say
Tonight, maybe you'll stay
Come the weekend, I wear out the soles of my shoes
Trying to walk off these lover's blues
Only to end up at your door
I'll say a prayer
Just two steps more
I never had, I never had
I never had a Sunday love
Flowers and champagne
I never had a Sunday love
Long walks in the rain
Each night I pray, each night I pray to God above
Oh, I never had a Sunday love
On and on through summer showers
On and on, lost hours on hours
On and on, I'm so uninspired
On and on 'til you get so damn tired
I never had, never had
Never had a Sunday love
Flowers and champagne
I never had a Sunday love
Long walks in the rain
Each night I pray, each night I pray to God above
I never had a Sunday love
Oh, I never had, never had, never had a Sunday love
Flowers and champagne
I never had a Sunday love
Long walks in the rain
Each night I pray, each night I pray to God above
I never had a Sunday love
Oh, I never had, never had, never had a Sunday love
Flowers and champagne
Never had, I never had a Sunday love
Long walks in the rain
Writer: Bruce Springsteen
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Late in the Evening
Come late in the evening
The bartender rings last call
I hear the clock up on the wall
Come late in the evening
Smoke hangs in the air
I reach for your coat upon the chair
But it's not there
Come late in the evening
Drive home in my car
'Neath a sky without a star
And wonder where you are
Along the way there's a small cafe
That we once called ours
Where we spent the hours
Come late in the evening
In bed as shadows fall
I stare at empty walls
And listen for your footsteps to fall
And I sleep 'neath dark and empty skies
I listen to the night whisper alone, alone
In the day I watch through my windowpane
As the cars rush by in the rain
And whisper, "She's gone, she's gone"
How can I go on?
I sleep 'neath dark and empty skies
I listen to the night whisper, "She's gone, she's gone"
And still I carry on
Another dream, another song
Another night when I won't go home
'Til late in the evening
'Til late in the evening
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Come late in the evening
The bartender rings last call
I hear the clock up on the wall
Come late in the evening
Smoke hangs in the air
I reach for your coat upon the chair
But it's not there
Come late in the evening
Drive home in my car
'Neath a sky without a star
And wonder where you are
Along the way there's a small cafe
That we once called ours
Where we spent the hours
Come late in the evening
In bed as shadows fall
I stare at empty walls
And listen for your footsteps to fall
And I sleep 'neath dark and empty skies
I listen to the night whisper alone, alone
In the day I watch through my windowpane
As the cars rush by in the rain
And whisper, "She's gone, she's gone"
How can I go on?
I sleep 'neath dark and empty skies
I listen to the night whisper, "She's gone, she's gone"
And still I carry on
Another dream, another song
Another night when I won't go home
'Til late in the evening
'Til late in the evening
Writer: Bruce Springsteen
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Two of Us
I carry what I need
I learn to lay my head and sleep
Where kindness provides
I walk with my head down
I move from town to town
There's so little work to be found
Then you gave me a new start
You changed my heart
Tonight it's one more mile, one more town
One more ticket, one more bus
There's two of us
Now there's two of us
With the days, your chances slip away
Like the lines on this highway
Out the window rushing by
You and I, we hold each other in place
The smile on your face
Says somehow we'll get by
We'll find in the day a song
That will keep us strong
Through one more mile, one more town
One more dawn, one more dusk
We won't give up
Not the two of us
You said we'll find in the day a song
That will keep us strong
Through one more mile, one more town
There's one heart I can trust
So we'll keep moving
For the two of us
We'll keep moving
The two of us
Oh, la la la la la
La la la la la
One more mile, one more town
Oh, la la la la la
La la la la la
One more mile, one more town
Oh, la la la la la
La la la la la
One more mile, one more town
Oh, la la la la la
La la la la la
One more mile, one more town
Oh, la la la la la
La la la la la
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I carry what I need
I learn to lay my head and sleep
Where kindness provides
I walk with my head down
I move from town to town
There's so little work to be found
Then you gave me a new start
You changed my heart
Tonight it's one more mile, one more town
One more ticket, one more bus
There's two of us
Now there's two of us
With the days, your chances slip away
Like the lines on this highway
Out the window rushing by
You and I, we hold each other in place
The smile on your face
Says somehow we'll get by
We'll find in the day a song
That will keep us strong
Through one more mile, one more town
One more dawn, one more dusk
We won't give up
Not the two of us
You said we'll find in the day a song
That will keep us strong
Through one more mile, one more town
There's one heart I can trust
So we'll keep moving
For the two of us
We'll keep moving
The two of us
Oh, la la la la la
La la la la la
One more mile, one more town
Oh, la la la la la
La la la la la
One more mile, one more town
Oh, la la la la la
La la la la la
One more mile, one more town
Oh, la la la la la
La la la la la
One more mile, one more town
Oh, la la la la la
La la la la la
Writer: Bruce Springsteen
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Lonely Town
There's a place where rain keeps falling
The skies are always gray
Silent houses, rain-swept sidewalks
Empty night and day
There you'll find me
My collar turned against the evening wind
I walk the streets to the edge of town
Where a sign reads, my friend
Welcome to Lonely Town
Welcome to Lonely Town
If love has let you down
There's always a room to be found
Here in Lonely Town
Lipstick case lay on the sidewalk
Coloring blood red
Perfume drifts by on the night air
And goes straight to my head
You come rushing back to me
The rustle of your skirt in the eaves
Then the darkness of your room
I wake and it's a dream
Welcome to Lonely Town
Welcome to Lonely Town
If love has let you down
There's always a room to be found
Here in Lonely Town
Bicycle bell comes ringing down the sidewalk
I look and nothing's there
The crack of a bat in the late summer heat
Leaves an echo in the air
I count the cracks on the sidewalk
Stumble on an empty picture frame
There's a whisper drifting through the trees
I swear I hear your name
I awake, you're there beside me
And I pull you close
In the morning, the bathroom mirror
All I see is love's ghost
Breakfast, work, and then the office
A cab through the evening mist
I climb the stairs, I walk through the door
A coolness in your kiss
Welcome to Lonely Town
Welcome to Lonely Town
If love has let you down
There's always a room to be found
Here in Lonely Town
Here in Lonely Town
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There's a place where rain keeps falling
The skies are always gray
Silent houses, rain-swept sidewalks
Empty night and day
There you'll find me
My collar turned against the evening wind
I walk the streets to the edge of town
Where a sign reads, my friend
Welcome to Lonely Town
Welcome to Lonely Town
If love has let you down
There's always a room to be found
Here in Lonely Town
Lipstick case lay on the sidewalk
Coloring blood red
Perfume drifts by on the night air
And goes straight to my head
You come rushing back to me
The rustle of your skirt in the eaves
Then the darkness of your room
I wake and it's a dream
Welcome to Lonely Town
Welcome to Lonely Town
If love has let you down
There's always a room to be found
Here in Lonely Town
Bicycle bell comes ringing down the sidewalk
I look and nothing's there
The crack of a bat in the late summer heat
Leaves an echo in the air
I count the cracks on the sidewalk
Stumble on an empty picture frame
There's a whisper drifting through the trees
I swear I hear your name
I awake, you're there beside me
And I pull you close
In the morning, the bathroom mirror
All I see is love's ghost
Breakfast, work, and then the office
A cab through the evening mist
I climb the stairs, I walk through the door
A coolness in your kiss
Welcome to Lonely Town
Welcome to Lonely Town
If love has let you down
There's always a room to be found
Here in Lonely Town
Here in Lonely Town
Writer: Bruce Springsteen
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
September Kisses
September kisses
As sweet as wine
As sweet and bitter
As your lips on mine
Reminisces
From an autumn time
When your September kisses
When they were mine
September kisses
Leaves auburn and brown
I pull my collar
And walk through town
On sad and lonely
Lonely streets
I dream of warm nights
And cool summer sheets
September kisses
Will always be ours
The days grow colder
With autumn hours
Old hearts covered
In brambles rough
Now your memory
Is not enough
September kisses
Sweeter than wine
As sweet and bitter
As your lips on mine
Your lips on mine
Your lips on mine
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September kisses
As sweet as wine
As sweet and bitter
As your lips on mine
Reminisces
From an autumn time
When your September kisses
When they were mine
September kisses
Leaves auburn and brown
I pull my collar
And walk through town
On sad and lonely
Lonely streets
I dream of warm nights
And cool summer sheets
September kisses
Will always be ours
The days grow colder
With autumn hours
Old hearts covered
In brambles rough
Now your memory
Is not enough
September kisses
Sweeter than wine
As sweet and bitter
As your lips on mine
Your lips on mine
Your lips on mine
Writer: Bruce Springsteen
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Twilight Hours
I'll see you in the twilight hours
As the morning light brushes the evening stars away
As the darkness gives way
To the light of another long and lonely day
I'll see you in the twilight hours
I'll see you in the twilight hours
Together we'll close down our favorite cafe
One last drink and the night unwinds
As we walk underneath a new morning sky
I'll see you in the twilight hours
Let's not throw our love away
Let's learn to live and love another day
With your heart in mine, this place and time are ours
I'll see you in the twilight hours
Put your hand in mine
We'll walk underneath a new morning sky
I'll see you in the twilight hours
In the twilight hours
In the twilight hours
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I'll see you in the twilight hours
As the morning light brushes the evening stars away
As the darkness gives way
To the light of another long and lonely day
I'll see you in the twilight hours
I'll see you in the twilight hours
Together we'll close down our favorite cafe
One last drink and the night unwinds
As we walk underneath a new morning sky
I'll see you in the twilight hours
Let's not throw our love away
Let's learn to live and love another day
With your heart in mine, this place and time are ours
I'll see you in the twilight hours
Put your hand in mine
We'll walk underneath a new morning sky
I'll see you in the twilight hours
In the twilight hours
In the twilight hours
Writer: Bruce Springsteen
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
I'll Stand By You
You wake me in the night, to your tears fallin' down
Come, let me dry them for you
I wish I could tell a story, chase away all those ghosts
You got inside of you
A story of heroes who fight on at any cost
Of a kingdom of love to be won or lost
We'll fight here together 'til victory is won
Come take my hand 'til mornin' comes
Just close your eyes
I'll stand by you always
Always, always
I'll stand by you always
Always, always
I know here in the dark, tomorrow can seem
So very far away
Here the ghosts and the goblins can rise from your dreams
To steal your heart away
Together we'll chase those thieves that won't leave you alone
Out from under the bed, out from over our home
And when the light comes, we'll laugh, my love
At the things that the night had us so frightened of
And until then
I'll stand by you always
Always, always
I'll stand by you always
Always, always
I'll stand by you always, ooh
I'll stand by you always
Now I know it can feel like you're slippin' away
At night you'll get lost in that deep dark place
We'll let the night come and do what it may
Together we'll find courage, we'll find faith
Until you wake
I'll stand by you always
Always, always
I'll stand by you always
Always, always
I'll stand by you always, ooh
I'll stand by you always
I'll stand by you always
Always, always
I'll stand by you always
Always
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You wake me in the night, to your tears fallin' down
Come, let me dry them for you
I wish I could tell a story, chase away all those ghosts
You got inside of you
A story of heroes who fight on at any cost
Of a kingdom of love to be won or lost
We'll fight here together 'til victory is won
Come take my hand 'til mornin' comes
Just close your eyes
I'll stand by you always
Always, always
I'll stand by you always
Always, always
I know here in the dark, tomorrow can seem
So very far away
Here the ghosts and the goblins can rise from your dreams
To steal your heart away
Together we'll chase those thieves that won't leave you alone
Out from under the bed, out from over our home
And when the light comes, we'll laugh, my love
At the things that the night had us so frightened of
And until then
I'll stand by you always
Always, always
I'll stand by you always
Always, always
I'll stand by you always, ooh
I'll stand by you always
Now I know it can feel like you're slippin' away
At night you'll get lost in that deep dark place
We'll let the night come and do what it may
Together we'll find courage, we'll find faith
Until you wake
I'll stand by you always
Always, always
I'll stand by you always
Always, always
I'll stand by you always, ooh
I'll stand by you always
I'll stand by you always
Always, always
I'll stand by you always
Always
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High Sierra
I was down on my luck
So down on my luck
Packed my bags and left
The big city and the trouble I'd seen
Took the highway north
Tryin' to find some place where the air felt clean
I came upon that little cafe in the early spring
Where as you came through the door
Above a little bell would ring
She was waiting there in the High Sierras
Flower in her long black hair in the High Sierras
And I'd been down on my luck
So down on my luck
It was laughter and wine
And warm endless nights
In that little motel
I could have stayed there the rest of my life
Found a job at the filling station
She worked at the luncheonette
In the evening she'd set the table
As I washed off the dirt and sweat
Then it was good as it gets
Just as good as it gets
And we were happy there in the High Sierras
Oh, so happy there in the High Sierras
And I'd been down on my luck
And she lifted me up
One day a man came through town
Someone I used to know
Reminded me of something I'd done
A long time ago
I told him I'd changed
He said, "We owe what we owe"
That evening I boarded the train
Into the big city
I told her I'd be back again
Soon from the big city
It's just old business that had to be done
As the train left the station, they gave me my gun
The day smelled of ash
The sky was hard and blue
All I remember was my shirt
With the blood seeping through
At dusk she'd set the silverware
For the morning shift
She'd sit on the motel porch with a beer and cigarette
As the summer nights would drift
Seasons passed, the winter snow
Melted and come the early spring
At the luncheonette she'd look up from the counter
Each time that little bell would ring
We were happy there in the High Sierras
Oh, so happy there in the High Sierras
When I was down on my luck
She lifted me up
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English
I was down on my luck
So down on my luck
Packed my bags and left
The big city and the trouble I'd seen
Took the highway north
Tryin' to find some place where the air felt clean
I came upon that little cafe in the early spring
Where as you came through the door
Above a little bell would ring
She was waiting there in the High Sierras
Flower in her long black hair in the High Sierras
And I'd been down on my luck
So down on my luck
It was laughter and wine
And warm endless nights
In that little motel
I could have stayed there the rest of my life
Found a job at the filling station
She worked at the luncheonette
In the evening she'd set the table
As I washed off the dirt and sweat
Then it was good as it gets
Just as good as it gets
And we were happy there in the High Sierras
Oh, so happy there in the High Sierras
And I'd been down on my luck
And she lifted me up
One day a man came through town
Someone I used to know
Reminded me of something I'd done
A long time ago
I told him I'd changed
He said, "We owe what we owe"
That evening I boarded the train
Into the big city
I told her I'd be back again
Soon from the big city
It's just old business that had to be done
As the train left the station, they gave me my gun
The day smelled of ash
The sky was hard and blue
All I remember was my shirt
With the blood seeping through
At dusk she'd set the silverware
For the morning shift
She'd sit on the motel porch with a beer and cigarette
As the summer nights would drift
Seasons passed, the winter snow
Melted and come the early spring
At the luncheonette she'd look up from the counter
Each time that little bell would ring
We were happy there in the High Sierras
Oh, so happy there in the High Sierras
When I was down on my luck
She lifted me up
Writer: Bruce Springsteen
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Sunliner
Sunliner, carry me home
Sunliner
Sunliner, no more shall I roam
Sunliner
Where the skies open wide, I belong
My love at my side
My song
Sunliner, I'm in your hands
Sunliner
Sunliner, no tomorrows, no plans
Sunliner
Gone are the ways that burden my soul
And gentle are the days that make me whole
Make me whole
Sunliner, I'm goin' back
To those I love
I sleep to the thunder of the steel on the tracks
The silence of the stars above
The dark of this night will be broken soon
By the forgiving light
The light, the light, the light, the light, the light
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Sunliner, carry me home
Sunliner
Sunliner, no more shall I roam
Sunliner
Where the skies open wide, I belong
My love at my side
My song
Sunliner, I'm in your hands
Sunliner
Sunliner, no tomorrows, no plans
Sunliner
Gone are the ways that burden my soul
And gentle are the days that make me whole
Make me whole
Sunliner, I'm goin' back
To those I love
I sleep to the thunder of the steel on the tracks
The silence of the stars above
The dark of this night will be broken soon
By the forgiving light
The light, the light, the light, the light, the light
Writer: Bruce Springsteen
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Another You
Your long hair braided in the sun
Summer's coming undone
Piss smell 'neath the pavilions as we kiss
There is nothing else but this
There will never be another you
There will never be another you
When this burns and evening's empires come crashing through
Still, there'll never be another you
Building towers into the sun
Climbing, climbing, rung by rung
Your tongue underneath my tongue
Damp sand in my fingers waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting
There will never be another you
There will never be another you
When this burns and evening's empires come crashing through
Still, there'll never be another you
I hold you as the horizon turns to rust
The ocean swallows the two of us
Your mouth waiting, waiting
The sun from the sea comes rising, rising, rising, rising
There will never be another you
There will never be another you
When this burns and evening's empires come crashing through
Still, there'll never be another you
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Your long hair braided in the sun
Summer's coming undone
Piss smell 'neath the pavilions as we kiss
There is nothing else but this
There will never be another you
There will never be another you
When this burns and evening's empires come crashing through
Still, there'll never be another you
Building towers into the sun
Climbing, climbing, rung by rung
Your tongue underneath my tongue
Damp sand in my fingers waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting
There will never be another you
There will never be another you
When this burns and evening's empires come crashing through
Still, there'll never be another you
I hold you as the horizon turns to rust
The ocean swallows the two of us
Your mouth waiting, waiting
The sun from the sea comes rising, rising, rising, rising
There will never be another you
There will never be another you
When this burns and evening's empires come crashing through
Still, there'll never be another you
Writer: Bruce Springsteen
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Dinner at Eight
Put on my coat, shut the light
Make my way in the evening light
I'm all right
Dinner at eight, dinner at eight
A love, a home
A simple world of our own
Your voice on the phone
Dinner at eight, dinner at eight
The burdens of the day
Are all slipping away, away
What mistakes did I make
To make you walk away?
Your face, my prayer
The grace I find there
Your hands, these hours
A day that's ours
One husband, one wife
One dream of a life
One lost and lonely night
Dinner at eight, dinner at eight
A tie, crisp white shirt
To cover the scars and the hurt
I get outta bed, go to work
Have dinner at eight, dinner at eight
Dinner at eight, dinner at eight
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Put on my coat, shut the light
Make my way in the evening light
I'm all right
Dinner at eight, dinner at eight
A love, a home
A simple world of our own
Your voice on the phone
Dinner at eight, dinner at eight
The burdens of the day
Are all slipping away, away
What mistakes did I make
To make you walk away?
Your face, my prayer
The grace I find there
Your hands, these hours
A day that's ours
One husband, one wife
One dream of a life
One lost and lonely night
Dinner at eight, dinner at eight
A tie, crisp white shirt
To cover the scars and the hurt
I get outta bed, go to work
Have dinner at eight, dinner at eight
Dinner at eight, dinner at eight
Writer: Bruce Springsteen
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Follow The Sun
The map we held in our hands
Has disintegrated into sand
So we take each mile one by one
Together we'll follow the sun
The markers on the road
Say there's nowhere left to go
So we take each day as they come
And together we'll follow the sun
The only thing that's real
Is the way you make me feel
The only thing I trust
Is this body, this blood
This body, this blood
I watch the highway rise
The horizon vanish in your eyes
Bring this with you when you come
Together we'll follow the sun
Together we'll follow the sun
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The map we held in our hands
Has disintegrated into sand
So we take each mile one by one
Together we'll follow the sun
The markers on the road
Say there's nowhere left to go
So we take each day as they come
And together we'll follow the sun
The only thing that's real
Is the way you make me feel
The only thing I trust
Is this body, this blood
This body, this blood
I watch the highway rise
The horizon vanish in your eyes
Bring this with you when you come
Together we'll follow the sun
Together we'll follow the sun
Writer: Bruce Springsteen
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
I'm Not Sleeping
I never go out, I just stay at home
Change my address, disconnect the phone
Turn off the TV because it bothers me
I've seen all that, all that I wanna see
And if my friends ask where I've been
Just say I don't know what's become of him
I'm not sleeping (I'm not sleeping)
I'm only resting my eyes
I'm not sleeping (I'm not sleeping)
I'm only takin' my time
Yeah, it's so hard to be responsible
Knowin' everything, everything that's possible
And when that bad wind, it comes blowin' in
I pack my things and I move on again
Feed the rich, eat the poor
Stack their bodies outside my door
'Cause I'm not sleeping (I'm not sleeping)
I'm only resting my eyes
I'm not sleeping (I'm not sleeping)
I'm only takin' my time
The world outside, it's such a dangerous place
I don't dare, I don't dare show my face
They got my number, man, yeah, they know where I live
Got no more to say, got no more to give
Another night comes drawin' near
I lock my doors and I disappear
I'm not sleeping (I'm not sleeping)
I'm only resting my eyes
Baby, I'm not sleeping (I'm not sleeping)
I'm only takin' my time
I'm not sleeping (I'm not sleeping)
Yeah, I'm only resting my eyes
I'm not sleeping (I'm not sleeping)
I'm only takin' my time
I'm not sleeping (I'm not sleeping)
I'm not sleeping (I'm not sleeping)
I'm not sleeping (I'm not sleeping)
I'm not sleeping (I'm not sleeping)
I'm not sleeping (I'm not sleeping)
I'm not sleeping (I'm not sleeping)
I'm not sleeping
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I never go out, I just stay at home
Change my address, disconnect the phone
Turn off the TV because it bothers me
I've seen all that, all that I wanna see
And if my friends ask where I've been
Just say I don't know what's become of him
I'm not sleeping (I'm not sleeping)
I'm only resting my eyes
I'm not sleeping (I'm not sleeping)
I'm only takin' my time
Yeah, it's so hard to be responsible
Knowin' everything, everything that's possible
And when that bad wind, it comes blowin' in
I pack my things and I move on again
Feed the rich, eat the poor
Stack their bodies outside my door
'Cause I'm not sleeping (I'm not sleeping)
I'm only resting my eyes
I'm not sleeping (I'm not sleeping)
I'm only takin' my time
The world outside, it's such a dangerous place
I don't dare, I don't dare show my face
They got my number, man, yeah, they know where I live
Got no more to say, got no more to give
Another night comes drawin' near
I lock my doors and I disappear
I'm not sleeping (I'm not sleeping)
I'm only resting my eyes
Baby, I'm not sleeping (I'm not sleeping)
I'm only takin' my time
I'm not sleeping (I'm not sleeping)
Yeah, I'm only resting my eyes
I'm not sleeping (I'm not sleeping)
I'm only takin' my time
I'm not sleeping (I'm not sleeping)
I'm not sleeping (I'm not sleeping)
I'm not sleeping (I'm not sleeping)
I'm not sleeping (I'm not sleeping)
I'm not sleeping (I'm not sleeping)
I'm not sleeping (I'm not sleeping)
I'm not sleeping
Writer: Bruce Springsteen, Joseph Michael Grushecky
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Idiot's Delight
Well, I met up with Saint Peter
He was workin' at the pearly gates
He said, "I can't let you in right now
You're gonna have to wait
So sit back and take it easy
Yeah, kick off all your shoes
Grab yourself a beer right now
While I watch the evening news"
Well, the jackals leave here laughin' as they slip into the night
How did something so beautiful turn into idiot's delight?
So, what makes 'em all so stupid?
Oh, what I cannot tell
Maybe I should go down there, son
And show 'em just a little hell
But would they get the message?
Would anybody learn?
How such a mighty effort
Such a small return
Well, the jackals leave here laughin' as they slip into the night
How did something so beautiful turn into an idiot's delight?
Sometimes I get so angry
That my blood begins to boil
I must have put my seed
Into some kind of mutant soil
They don't understand a thing
They ain't got no respect
But they sure do keep me laughin', man
So what the heck?
Well, the jackals leave here laughin' as they slip into the night
How did something so beautiful turn into idiot's delight?
Idiot's delight
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Well, I met up with Saint Peter
He was workin' at the pearly gates
He said, "I can't let you in right now
You're gonna have to wait
So sit back and take it easy
Yeah, kick off all your shoes
Grab yourself a beer right now
While I watch the evening news"
Well, the jackals leave here laughin' as they slip into the night
How did something so beautiful turn into idiot's delight?
So, what makes 'em all so stupid?
Oh, what I cannot tell
Maybe I should go down there, son
And show 'em just a little hell
But would they get the message?
Would anybody learn?
How such a mighty effort
Such a small return
Well, the jackals leave here laughin' as they slip into the night
How did something so beautiful turn into an idiot's delight?
Sometimes I get so angry
That my blood begins to boil
I must have put my seed
Into some kind of mutant soil
They don't understand a thing
They ain't got no respect
But they sure do keep me laughin', man
So what the heck?
Well, the jackals leave here laughin' as they slip into the night
How did something so beautiful turn into idiot's delight?
Idiot's delight
Writer: Bruce Springsteen, Joseph Michael Grushecky
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Another Thin Line
Gray mornin' sky spits through the shade
Another day comes, more time to make
Kids growin' up, cat's gettin' fatter
Lyin' here with you, nothin' else matters
Work hard, keep your eyes on the prize
Wake up from the minute you open your eyes
Every muscle in your body hurts
You stop prayin' for things to get better
And pray they don't get worse
Another thin line I don't dare cross
Another home game, another close loss
And we'll get by, we'll get by
Baby, we'll get by
Another work week, time to go on
Another heartache, another dream gone
It's a cold day, ain't no sun
No use complainin', just get the job done
Another thin line I don't dare cross
Another home game and another close loss
Hey, we'll get by, we'll get by
Honey, we'll get by
More layoffs, up go the stock
Busted out below, sittin' pretty on top
Well, how long 'fore it's my turn?
The bottom line's got souls to burn
Souls to burn
Money's all gone, nothin' in the bank
Somebody gets sick, family closes rank
Before you know it, Christmas is here
You wake up and it's a new year
And it's a new year
Another thin line I don't wanna cross
Another home game, another close loss
Hey, we'll get by, we'll get by
Honey, we'll get by
Another thin line I don't dare cross
Another home game and another close loss
Hey, we'll get by, we'll get by
Honey, we'll get by
Baby, we'll get by
Baby, we'll get by
Baby, we'll get by
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English
Gray mornin' sky spits through the shade
Another day comes, more time to make
Kids growin' up, cat's gettin' fatter
Lyin' here with you, nothin' else matters
Work hard, keep your eyes on the prize
Wake up from the minute you open your eyes
Every muscle in your body hurts
You stop prayin' for things to get better
And pray they don't get worse
Another thin line I don't dare cross
Another home game, another close loss
And we'll get by, we'll get by
Baby, we'll get by
Another work week, time to go on
Another heartache, another dream gone
It's a cold day, ain't no sun
No use complainin', just get the job done
Another thin line I don't dare cross
Another home game and another close loss
Hey, we'll get by, we'll get by
Honey, we'll get by
More layoffs, up go the stock
Busted out below, sittin' pretty on top
Well, how long 'fore it's my turn?
The bottom line's got souls to burn
Souls to burn
Money's all gone, nothin' in the bank
Somebody gets sick, family closes rank
Before you know it, Christmas is here
You wake up and it's a new year
And it's a new year
Another thin line I don't wanna cross
Another home game, another close loss
Hey, we'll get by, we'll get by
Honey, we'll get by
Another thin line I don't dare cross
Another home game and another close loss
Hey, we'll get by, we'll get by
Honey, we'll get by
Baby, we'll get by
Baby, we'll get by
Baby, we'll get by
Writer: Bruce Springsteen, Joe Grushecky
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
The Great Depression
You said we were done, you didn't need me anymore
I stood with roses and promises at your door
You said I'd failed you and I'd abused your trust
The dream that was our love had turned to dust
I've made my mistakes
And I'll make my confession
But you're still gone, gone, gone
This is the great depression
The great depression
The great depression
The great depression
You said true love can always find its way
If two hearts are meeting in good faith
You said that I had thrown that faith away
For some cheap and easy game that I played
I squandered our fortunes
And threw away our blessings
'Til love was gone, gone, gone
This is the great depression
The great depression
The great depression
The great depression
There ain't no easy way to turn this all out
For all the heartbreak and the bottom droppin' out
There ain't no easy answer for what it's all about
It's too late to turn back now
Some people they, they treat love as if it's a game
And let that sunshine turn to rain
Some people destroy the things they built so carefully
Until their love is lost and hangin' on barely
Well, this is my story
Of how everything good in my possession
Was lost, lost, lost
This is the great depression
The great depression
The great depression
The great depression
The great depression
The great depression
The great depression
The great depression
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You said we were done, you didn't need me anymore
I stood with roses and promises at your door
You said I'd failed you and I'd abused your trust
The dream that was our love had turned to dust
I've made my mistakes
And I'll make my confession
But you're still gone, gone, gone
This is the great depression
The great depression
The great depression
The great depression
You said true love can always find its way
If two hearts are meeting in good faith
You said that I had thrown that faith away
For some cheap and easy game that I played
I squandered our fortunes
And threw away our blessings
'Til love was gone, gone, gone
This is the great depression
The great depression
The great depression
The great depression
There ain't no easy way to turn this all out
For all the heartbreak and the bottom droppin' out
There ain't no easy answer for what it's all about
It's too late to turn back now
Some people they, they treat love as if it's a game
And let that sunshine turn to rain
Some people destroy the things they built so carefully
Until their love is lost and hangin' on barely
Well, this is my story
Of how everything good in my possession
Was lost, lost, lost
This is the great depression
The great depression
The great depression
The great depression
The great depression
The great depression
The great depression
The great depression
Writer: Bruce Springsteen
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Blind Man
It don't ever rain here
The sun just always shines
Did I wander here one morning
Or was I left behind?
The mist comes every dawnin'
The heat comes every noon
The dew comes every evening
But honey, where are you?
Honey, where are you?
I'm a blind man on the river
Rowing with the tide
My skin's cold and my bones shiver
I need you by my side
I need you by my side
The current never falters
The river never bends
I sleep here at your altar
And wait for my compense
I'm younger, now I'm older
Than I was when I come here
Each day I wake up in the darkness
Ready my boat and repeat my prayer
My boat and repeat my prayer
I saw a shadow six days running
And in the shape of a man
It's just the shifting branches of the willow
As the wind cross the bottom land
Your eyes, they can play tricks on you
Out of the water, the moon appears
In the river's deep reflection
I see your face, my dear
I see your face, my dear
I'm a blind man on the river
Rowing with the tide
I tie my boat up in the evening
To the branches of a birch tree
I woke to a shining angel above me
Her wings rustlin' in the eaves
Her voice had fell inside me
Like the night upon my cheek
The distant plains of Jordan
Lie lit beneath the pale moon's peak
I listen for the whippoorwill singin'
It's just silence all night through
Just the sound of my oars in the water
Honey, where are you?
I'm a blind man on the river
Rowing with the tide
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English
It don't ever rain here
The sun just always shines
Did I wander here one morning
Or was I left behind?
The mist comes every dawnin'
The heat comes every noon
The dew comes every evening
But honey, where are you?
Honey, where are you?
I'm a blind man on the river
Rowing with the tide
My skin's cold and my bones shiver
I need you by my side
I need you by my side
The current never falters
The river never bends
I sleep here at your altar
And wait for my compense
I'm younger, now I'm older
Than I was when I come here
Each day I wake up in the darkness
Ready my boat and repeat my prayer
My boat and repeat my prayer
I saw a shadow six days running
And in the shape of a man
It's just the shifting branches of the willow
As the wind cross the bottom land
Your eyes, they can play tricks on you
Out of the water, the moon appears
In the river's deep reflection
I see your face, my dear
I see your face, my dear
I'm a blind man on the river
Rowing with the tide
I tie my boat up in the evening
To the branches of a birch tree
I woke to a shining angel above me
Her wings rustlin' in the eaves
Her voice had fell inside me
Like the night upon my cheek
The distant plains of Jordan
Lie lit beneath the pale moon's peak
I listen for the whippoorwill singin'
It's just silence all night through
Just the sound of my oars in the water
Honey, where are you?
I'm a blind man on the river
Rowing with the tide
Writer: Bruce Springsteen
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Rain In The River
At the water, I held my Marie
She said, "Now Johnny, your love means no more to me
Than rain in the river
Than rain in the river"
In bloody boots, I stood on shadow ground
Her long black hair beneath me, falling down
Like rain in the river
Like rain in the river
Last night, I put on my jacket and I went for a ride
Smelled sweet mustard fields, had my Colt at my side
Like rain in the river
Like the rain in the river
The rain in the river
Oh, the rain in the river
The rain in the river
Oh, the rain in the river
The rain in the river
(Hey) the rain in the river
The rain in the river
(Hey) the rain in the river
Down in the river
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At the water, I held my Marie
She said, "Now Johnny, your love means no more to me
Than rain in the river
Than rain in the river"
In bloody boots, I stood on shadow ground
Her long black hair beneath me, falling down
Like rain in the river
Like rain in the river
Last night, I put on my jacket and I went for a ride
Smelled sweet mustard fields, had my Colt at my side
Like rain in the river
Like the rain in the river
The rain in the river
Oh, the rain in the river
The rain in the river
Oh, the rain in the river
The rain in the river
(Hey) the rain in the river
The rain in the river
(Hey) the rain in the river
Down in the river
Writer: Bruce Springsteen
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
If I Could Only Be Your Lover
Just another town, another house
Boarded up, foreclosure sign
Once this town, this house
And you were mine
A rusted latch on a backyard fence
A swing set swallowed up in weeds
Growin' up some back-porch steps
If I could only be your lover
I'd never covet any other
Mornin' coffee, wake the kids
Kitchen warms to the day
This morning, this moment
No different in any way
The evening, a small picnic 'neath summer trees
Everything so quiet you'd never notice
You're holding a dream
If I could only be your lover
I'd never covet any other
The work dries up, it'll be okay
The end's a voice on the phone
From some office a million miles away
If I could only be your lover
I'd never covet any other
That summer, your hair
Had grown so long
You'd pull it back in a bun
And you'd sing a song
A song that'd set this house alight
Then slip 'cross my heart
And on out into the night
If I could only be your lover
I'd never covet any other
If I could only be your lover
I'd never covet any other
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Just another town, another house
Boarded up, foreclosure sign
Once this town, this house
And you were mine
A rusted latch on a backyard fence
A swing set swallowed up in weeds
Growin' up some back-porch steps
If I could only be your lover
I'd never covet any other
Mornin' coffee, wake the kids
Kitchen warms to the day
This morning, this moment
No different in any way
The evening, a small picnic 'neath summer trees
Everything so quiet you'd never notice
You're holding a dream
If I could only be your lover
I'd never covet any other
The work dries up, it'll be okay
The end's a voice on the phone
From some office a million miles away
If I could only be your lover
I'd never covet any other
That summer, your hair
Had grown so long
You'd pull it back in a bun
And you'd sing a song
A song that'd set this house alight
Then slip 'cross my heart
And on out into the night
If I could only be your lover
I'd never covet any other
If I could only be your lover
I'd never covet any other
Writer: Bruce Springsteen
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Cutting
I have a fair love to whom I'm not true
For this, I've no reason that'd satisfy you
I thought myself a gentleman and kind
Yet to her good soul and beauty, I've willed myself blind
You are my cutting knife
You cut me through and through
Darlin', you are my cutting knife
Your blade is sharp and true, dear
Your blade is sharp and true
She visits me nightly in the dreamy deep
Where I walk from door to door with these secrets I keep
Her sweet arms around me, I toss and I turn
Her reigns of mercy holding me as I burn
You are my cutting knife
You cut me through and through
You are my cutting knife
Your blade is sharp and true, dear
Your blade is sharp and true
The truth in your eyes washes over me
As I measure my cruelty to the finest degree
I built a house for this love that tears us apart
There I sup on your trust and I dine on your heart
You are my cutting knife
You cut me through and through
Darlin', you are my cutting knife
Your blade is sharp and true, dear
Your blade is sharp and true
You are my cutting knife
You cut me through and through
Darlin', you are my cutting knife
Your blade is sharp and true
Your blade is sharp and true
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English
I have a fair love to whom I'm not true
For this, I've no reason that'd satisfy you
I thought myself a gentleman and kind
Yet to her good soul and beauty, I've willed myself blind
You are my cutting knife
You cut me through and through
Darlin', you are my cutting knife
Your blade is sharp and true, dear
Your blade is sharp and true
She visits me nightly in the dreamy deep
Where I walk from door to door with these secrets I keep
Her sweet arms around me, I toss and I turn
Her reigns of mercy holding me as I burn
You are my cutting knife
You cut me through and through
You are my cutting knife
Your blade is sharp and true, dear
Your blade is sharp and true
The truth in your eyes washes over me
As I measure my cruelty to the finest degree
I built a house for this love that tears us apart
There I sup on your trust and I dine on your heart
You are my cutting knife
You cut me through and through
Darlin', you are my cutting knife
Your blade is sharp and true, dear
Your blade is sharp and true
You are my cutting knife
You cut me through and through
Darlin', you are my cutting knife
Your blade is sharp and true
Your blade is sharp and true
Writer: Bruce Springsteen
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
You Lifted Me Up
All of my praise to you
All of my praise to you
All of my praise to you
All of my praise to you
You lifted me up, you lifted me up, you lifted me up
You lifted me up, you lifted me up, you lifted me up
All of my faith's in you
All of my faith's in you
All of my faith's in you
All of my faith's in you
You lifted me up, you lifted me up, you lifted me up
You lifted me up, you lifted me up, you lifted me up
All of my love's with you
All of my love's with you
All of my love's with you
All of my love's with you
You are my prayer, you are my prayer, you are my prayer
You lifted me up, you lifted me up, you lifted me up
You lifted me up, you lifted me up, you lifted me up
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All of my praise to you
All of my praise to you
All of my praise to you
All of my praise to you
You lifted me up, you lifted me up, you lifted me up
You lifted me up, you lifted me up, you lifted me up
All of my faith's in you
All of my faith's in you
All of my faith's in you
All of my faith's in you
You lifted me up, you lifted me up, you lifted me up
You lifted me up, you lifted me up, you lifted me up
All of my love's with you
All of my love's with you
All of my love's with you
All of my love's with you
You are my prayer, you are my prayer, you are my prayer
You lifted me up, you lifted me up, you lifted me up
You lifted me up, you lifted me up, you lifted me up
Writer: Bruce Springsteen
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Perfect World
Every lover'd get her rose on Valentine's Day
And every stray dog'd find his way
I'd be in your arms tonight 'neath the eaves
Instead of at your doorstep, down on my knees
In a perfect world
In a nearly perfect world
The passing day'd absolve our sins
In the cool of the evening, the losing team would win
I'd account for my lack of trust
And the mess I made of us
In a perfect world
In a nearly perfect world
When you held me, I couldn't fall
When we walked together, we walked tall
When you locked me in your arms, I felt free
When I looked in your eyes, I saw what I thought could be
A perfect world
A nearly perfect world
Well, the harshness of the day would be broken by the rain
And a shattered heart'd piece itself together again
I'd have had the guts to let our love stand
I'd never let you slip through my hands
A perfect world
A nearly perfect world
A perfect world
A nearly perfect world
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Every lover'd get her rose on Valentine's Day
And every stray dog'd find his way
I'd be in your arms tonight 'neath the eaves
Instead of at your doorstep, down on my knees
In a perfect world
In a nearly perfect world
The passing day'd absolve our sins
In the cool of the evening, the losing team would win
I'd account for my lack of trust
And the mess I made of us
In a perfect world
In a nearly perfect world
When you held me, I couldn't fall
When we walked together, we walked tall
When you locked me in your arms, I felt free
When I looked in your eyes, I saw what I thought could be
A perfect world
A nearly perfect world
Well, the harshness of the day would be broken by the rain
And a shattered heart'd piece itself together again
I'd have had the guts to let our love stand
I'd never let you slip through my hands
A perfect world
A nearly perfect world
A perfect world
A nearly perfect world
Writer: Bruce Springsteen
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
