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from Bruce Springsteen - Tracks (1999)
The Skulls met the Pythons Down at the First Street station Alliances have been made in alleyways All across the nation These boys live off the milk of a silver jet And the love of sweet young women Now the Pythons are down from old Englishtown And they're looking to do some livin' Well the leader of the Pythons Is a kid they just call Zero Now Terry's pop says these kids are some kind of monsters But Terry says "No, pop, they're just plain heroes" Zero and Terry they found a love that burnes like wildfire Now Terry's daddy understood that this Zero was no good A child, a thief and a liar Well from out of the darkness that breaks the dawn Zero rode like twilight He said "Tonight's the night, Blind Terry, come on" Terry come on, tonight is the night Pack your bags, baby And together they ran like reindeers through the street Like tomorrow the earth was gonna catch on fire Now Terry's dad hired some troopers to kill Zero and bring Terry back home They crawled up in the night Like firelight Now snow-white troopers from the council of crime Rode silver foxes through Terry's field Oh they met the Pythons down on Route 9 but they refused to yield The Pythons fought with buzz guns And the troopers with swords like light And Zero and Terry they ran away And the gang fought all through the night Well now some folks say Zero and Terry got away Other said they were caught and brought back But still young pilgrims to this day Go to that spot way down by the railroad track Where the Troopers met the Pythons Old timers cry on a hot August night If you look hard enough, if you try You'll catch Zero and Terry and all the Pythons Oh just hiking them streets of the sky Just walkin', hiking the streets of the sky Just hiking the streets of the sky Hey Zero |
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from Bruce Springsteen - Magic (2007)
You can't sleep at night
You can't dream your dream Your fingerprints on file Left clumsily at the scene Your own worst enemy has come to town Your own worst enemy has come to town Yesterday the people were at ease Baby slept in peace You closed your eyes and saw her You knew who you were Now your own worst enemy has come to town Your own worst enemy has come Your world keeps turnin' 'round and 'round But everything is upside down Your own worst enemy has come to town There's a face you know Staring back from the shop window The condition you're in Now you just can't get out of this skin The times they got too clear So you removed all the mirrors Once the family felt secure Now no one's very sure Your own worst enemy has come to town Your own worst enemy has come Everything is falling down Your own worst enemy has come to town Your own worst enemy has come Everything is falling down Your own worst enemy has come to town Your flag it flew so high It drifted into the sky |
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from Bruce Springsteen - The Ghost Of Tom Joad (2000)
Youngstown Here in Northeast Ohio Back in eighteen oh three James and Dan Heaton Found the ore that was linin Yellow Creek They built a blast furnace Here near the shore And they made the cannonballs That helped the Union win the war Here in Youngstown Here in Youngstown Sweet Jenny I'm sinkin down Here darling in Youngstown Well my Daddy worked the furnaces Kept em hotter than hell I come home from Nam worked my way to scarfer A job that'd suit the devil as well Taconite coke and limestone Fed my children and made my pay Them smokestacks reachin like the arms of God Into a beautiful sky of soot and clay Here in Youngstown Here in Youngstown Sweet Jenny I'm sinkin down Here darling in Youngstown Well my Daddy come on the Ohio works When he come home from World War Two Now the yard's just scrap and rubble He said "them big boys did what Hitler couldn't do" These mills they built the tanks and the bombs That won this country's wars We sent our sons to Korea and VietNam Now we're wonderin what they were dyin for Here in Youngstown Here in Youngstown My sweet Jenny I'm sinkin down Here darling in Youngstown From the Monangahela Valley To the Mesabi Iron Range To the coal mines of Appalachia The story's always the same Seven hundred tons of metal a day Now sir you tell me the world's changed Once I made you rich enough Rich enough to forget my name And Youngstown And Youngstown My sweet Jenny I'm sinkin down Here darling in Youngstown When I die I dont want no part of heaven I would not do heaven's work well I pray the devil comes and takes me To stand in the fiery furnaces of hell |
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from Bruce Springsteen - Live In New York City [live] (2001)
The rangers had a homecoming in Harlem late last night
And the Magic Rat drove his sleek machine over the Jersey state line Barefoot girl sitting on the hood of a Dodge Drinking warm beer in the soft summer rain The Rat pulls into town rolls up his pants Together they take a stab at romance and disappear down Flamingo Lane Well the Maximum Lawman run down Flamingo chasing the Rat and the barefoot girl And the kids round here look just like shadows always quiet, holding hands From the churches to the jails tonight all is silence in the world As we take our stand down in Jungleland The midnight gang's assembled and picked a rendezvous for the night They'll meet 'neath that giant Exxon sign that brings this fair city light Man there's an opera out on the Turnpike There's a ballet being fought out in the alley Until the local cops, Cherry Tops, rips this holy night The street's alive as secret debts are paid Contacts made, they vanished unseen Kids flash guitars just like switch-blades hustling for the record machine The hungry and the hunted explode into rock'n'roll bands That face off against each other out in the street down in Jungleland In the parking lot the visionaries dress in the latest rage Inside the backstreet girls are dancing to the records that the D.J. plays Lonely-hearted lovers struggle in dark corners Desperate as the night moves on, just a look and a whisper, and they're gone Beneath the city two hearts beat Soul engines running through a night so tender in a bedroom locked In whispers of soft refusal and then surrender in the tunnels uptown The Rat's own dream guns him down as shots echo down them hallways in the night No one watches when the ambulance pulls away Or as the girl shuts out the bedroom light Outside the street's on fire in a real death waltz Between flesh and what's fantasy and the poets down here Don't write nothing at all, they just stand back and let it all be And in the quick of the night they reach for their moment And try to make an honest stand but they wind up wounded, not even dead Tonight in Jungleland |
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from Bruce Springsteen - The Rising (2002)
Shirts in the closet, shoes in the hall
Mama's in the kitchen, baby and all Everything is everything Everything is everything But you're missing Coffee cups on the counter, jackets on the chair Papers on the doorstep, but you're not there Everything is everything Everything is everything But you're missing Pictures on the nightstand, TV's on in the den Your house is waiting, your house is waiting For you to walk in, for you to walk in But you're missing, when I shut out the lights You're missing, when I close my eyes You're missing, when I see the sun rise You're missing Children are asking if it's alright Will you be in our arms tonight? Morning is morning, the evening falls I got Too much room in my bed, to many phone calls How's everything, everything? Everything, everything You're missing, you're missing God's drifting in heaven, devil's in the mailbox I got dust on my shoes, nothing but teardrops |
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from Cowboy Junkies - Early 21st Century Blues (2005)
[Bruce Springsteen cover]
Shirts in the closet, shoes in the hall Mama's in the kitchen, baby and all Everything is everything Everything is everything But you're missing Coffee cups on the counter, jackets on the chair Papers on the doorstep, you're not there Everything is everything Everything is everything But you're missing Pictures on the nightstand, tv's on in the den Your house is waiting, your house is waiting For you to walk in, for you to walk in But you're missing, you're missing You're missing when I shut out the lights You're missing when I close my eyes You're missing when I see the sun rise You're missing Children are asking if it's alright Will you be in our arms tonight? Morning is morning, the evening falls I got Too much room in my bed, too many phone calls How's everything, everything? Everything, is everything you're missing, you're missing God's drifting in heaven, devil's in the mailbox I got dust on my shoes, nothing but teardrops |
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from Bruce Springsteen - The River (1999)
Yesterday I went shopping buddy down to the mall
Looking for something pretty I could hang on my wall I knocked over a lamp before it hit the floor I caught it A salesman turned around said, "boy, you break that thing you bought it" CHORUS You can look but you better not touch boy You can look but you better not touch boy Mess around and you'll end up in dutch boy You can look but you better not, no you better not, no you better not touch Well I came home from work and I switched on Channel 5 There was a pretty little girly lookin' straight into my eyes Well I watched as she wiggled back and forth across the screen She didn't get me excited she just made me feel mean CHORUS Well I called up Dirty Annie on the telephone I took her out to the drive-in just to get her alone I found a lover's rendezvous, the music low, set to park I heard a tappin' on the window and a voice in the dark CHORUS |
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from Bruce Springsteen - The River (1999)
Yesterday I went shopping buddy down to the mall Looking for something pretty I could hang on my wall I knocked over a lamp before it hit the floor I caught it A salesman turned around said, "boy, you break that thing you bought it" (Chorus) You can look but you better not touch boy You can look but you better not touch boy Mess around and you'll end up in dutch boy You can look but you better not, no you better not, no you better not touch Well I came home from work and I switched on Channel 5 There was a pretty little girly lookin' straight into my eyes Well I watched as she wiggled back and forth across the screen She didn't get me excited she just made me feel mean (Chorus) Well I called up Dirty Annie on the telephone I took her out to the drive-in just to get her alone I found a lover's rendezvous, the music low, set to park I heard a tappin' on the window and a voice in the dark (Chorus) |
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from Bruce Springsteen - The Promise (2010)
Springsteen
Turn on the radio, turn off the lights We'll bring an end, darling, to your endless night You're on the wrong side of the street. I see your fortune in the lines in your face I knew you're looking for your saving grace You're on the wrong side of the street. Fear and desire such a sweet confusion Well, open your eyes and throw down your illusions And see you never belonged here with me. You and your poetry and your cool, cool world You been working hard on that face of a martyr girl You're on the wrong side of the street. You got the look and you own your world But here you better check your diamonds and your pearls You're on the wrong side of the street. You get bored of every day bringing the same So you go out looking for some strange new games But pretty soon you don't know the score or what you're looking for. You get bored of every day bringing the same So you go out looking for some strange new games But pretty soon you don't know the score or what you came here for. Turn on the radio, turn off the lights We'll bring an end, darling, to this endless night Here on the wrong side of the street. Fear and desire, such a sweet confusion Open your eyes and throw down your illusions And see tonight there's no one here but you and me. |
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from Bruce Springsteen - The River (1999)
Last night I was out driving
Coming home at the end of the working day I was riding alone through the drizzling rain On a deserted stretch of a county two-lane When I came upon a wreck on the highway There was blood and glass all over And there was nobody there but me As the rain tumbled down hard and cold I seen a young man lying by the side of the road He cried Mister, won't you help me please An ambulance finally came and took him to Riverside I watched as they drove him away And I thought of a girlfriend or a young wife And a state trooper knocking in the middle of the night To say your baby died in a wreck on the highway Sometimes I sit up in the darkness And I watch my baby as she sleeps Then I climb in bed and I hold her tight I just lay there awake in the middle of the night Thinking 'bout the wreck on the highway |
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from Bruce Springsteen - The River (1999)
Last night I was out driving
Coming home at the end of the working day I was riding alone through the drizzling rain On a deserted stretch of a county two-lane When I came upon a wreck on the highway There was blood and glass all over And there was nobody there but me As the rain tumbled down hard and cold I seen a young man lying by the side of the road He cried Mister, won't you help me please An ambulance finally came and took him to Riverside I watched as they drove him away And I thought of a girlfriend or a young wife And a state trooper knocking in the middle of the night To say your baby died in a wreck on the highway Sometimes I sit up in the darkness And I watch my baby as she sleeps Then I climb in bed and I hold her tight I just lay there awake in the middle of the night Thinking 'bout the wreck on the highway |
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from Bruce Springsteen - The Rising (2002)
I hold you in my arms, that's when it starts
I seek faith in your kiss, and comfort in your heart I taste the seed upon your lips, lay my tongue upon your scars But when I look into your eyes, we stand worlds apart Where the distant oceans sing, and rise to the plain In this dry and troubled country, your beauty remains Down from the mountain roads where the highway rolls to dark 'Neath Allah's blessed rain, we remain worlds apart Sometimes the truth just ain't enough Or it's too much in times like this Let's throw the truth away, we'll find it in this kiss In your skin upon my skin, in the beating of our hearts May the living let us in, before the dead tear us apart We'll let blood build a bridge, over mountains draped in stars I'll meet you on the ridge, between these worlds apart We've got this moment now to live, then it's all dust dust and dark Let love give what it gives Let's let love give what it gives |
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from Bruce Springsteen - Born In The U.S.A. (1984)
Friday night's pay night guys fresh out of work
Talking about the weekend scrubbing off the dirt Some heading home to their families some looking to get hurt Some going down to Stovell wearing trouble on their shirts I work for the county out on 95 All day I hold a red flag and watch the traffic pass me by In my head I keep a picture of a pretty little miss Someday mister I'm gonna lead a better life than this Working on the highway laying down the blacktop Working on the highway all day long I don't stop Working on the highway blasting through the bedrock Working on the highway, working on the highway I met her at a dance down at the union hall She was standing with her brothers back up against the wall Sometimes we'd go walking down the union tracks One day I looked straight at her and she looked straight back Working on the highway... I saved up my money and I put it all away I went to see her daddy but we didn't have much to say "Son can't you see that she's just a little girl She don't know nothing about this cruel cruel world" We lit out down to Florida we got along all right One day her brothers came and got her and they took me in a black and white The prosecutor kept the promise that he made on that day And the judge got mad and he put me straight away I wake up every morning to the work bell clang Me and the warden go swinging on the Charlotte County road gang Working on the highway... |
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from Bruce Springsteen - Working On A Dream (Single) (2008)
Out here the nights are long, the days are lonely
I think of you and i'm working on a dream I'm working on a dream Now the cards i've drawn's a rough hand, darling I straighten the back and i'm working on a dream I'm working on a dream Come on! I'm working on a dream Though sometimes it feels so far away I'm working on a dream And i know it will be mine someday Rain pourin' down, i swing my hammer My hands are rough from working on a dream I'm working on a dream Let's go! I'm working on a dream Though trouble can feel like it's here to stay I'm working on a dream Well our love will chase trouble away Alright! [whistling interlude] That's professional whistling right there! I'm working on a dream Though it can feel so far away I'm working on a dream Our love will make it real someday The sun rise up, i climb the ladder The new day breaks and i'm working on a dream I'm working on a dream I'm working on a dream I'm working on a dream Hey! I'm working on a dream Though it can feel so far away I'm working on a dream Our love will make it real someday I'm working on a dream Though it can feel so far away I'm working on a dream And our love will make it real someday |
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from Bruce Springsteen - Working On A Dream (2009)
Out here the nights are long, the days are lonely I think of you and I'm working on a dream I'm working on a dream Now the cards I've drawn's a rough hand, darling I straighten the back and I'm working on a dream I'm working on a dream Come on! I'm working on a dream Though sometimes it feels so far away I'm working on a dream And I know it will be mine someday Rain pourin' down, I swing my hammer My hands are rough from working on a dream I'm working on a dream Let's go! I'm working on a dream Though trouble can feel like it's here to stay I'm working on a dream Well our love will chase trouble away Alright! [whistling interlude] That's professional whistling right there! I'm working on a dream Though it can feel so far away I'm working on a dream Our love will make it real someday The sun rise up, I climb the ladder The new day breaks and I'm working on a dream I'm working on a dream I'm working on a dream I'm working on a dream Hey! I'm working on a dream Though it can feel so far away I'm working on a dream Our love will make it real someday I'm working on a dream Though it can feel so far away I'm working on a dream And our love will make it real someday |
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from Bruce Springsteen - Human Touch (1992)
Ol' catfish in the lake, we called him Big Jim
When I was a kid, my only wish was to get my line in him Skipped church one Sunday rowed out and throw'd in my line Jim took that hook pole and me right over the side Went driftin' down past old tires and rusty cans of beer The angel of the lake whispered in my ear "Before you chose your wish son You better think first With every wish there comes a curse" I fell in love with beautiful Doreen She was the prettiest thing this old town'd ever seen I courted her and I made her mine But I grew jealous whenever another man'd Come walkin' down the line And my jealousy made me treat her mean and cruel She sighed, "Bobby oh Bobby you're such a fool Don't you know before you choose your wish You'd better think first 'Cause with every wish there comes a curse" These days I sit around and laugh At the many rivers I've crossed But on the far banks there's always another forest Where a man can get lost Well there in the high trees love's bluebird glides Guiding us 'cross to another river on the other side And there someone is waitin' with a look in her eyes And though my heart's grown weary And more than a little bit shy Tonight I'll drink from her waters to quench my thirst And leave the angels to worry With every wish... |
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from Bruce Springsteen - Greetings From Asbury Park, N.J./The Wild, The Innocent & The E Street Shuffle/Darkness On The Edge Of Town (2002)
The machinist climbs his ferris wheel like a brave
And the fire eater's lyin' in a pool of sweat, victim of the heatwave Behind the tent the hired hand tightens his legs on the sword swallower's blade And circus town's on the shortwave The runway lies ahead like a great false dawn Fat lady, big mama, Missy Bimbo sits in her chair and yawns And the man-beast lies in his cage sniffin' popcorn As the midget licks his fingers and suffers Missy Bimbo's scorn Circus town's been born Whoa, and a press roll drummer go, ballerina to and fro Cartwheelin' up on that tightrope with a cannon blast lightin' flash Movin' fast through the tent Mars bent, he's gonna miss his fall Oh God save the human cannonball. And the flying Zambinis watch Margarita do her neck twist, And the ringmaster gets the crowd to count along: "Ninety-five, ninety-six, ninety-seven" A ragged suitcase in his hand, he steals silently away from the circus grounds And the highway's haunted by the carnival sounds They dance like a great greasepaint ghost on the wind A man in baggy pants, a lonely face, a crazy grin Runnin' home to some small Ohio town Jesus send some good women to save all your clowns And circus boy dances like a monkey on barbed wire And the barker romances with a junkie, she's got a flat tire, And now the elephants dance real funky and the band plays like a jungle fire Circus town's on the live wire And the strong man Sampson lifts the midget little Tiny Tim way up on his shoulders, way up And carries him on down the midway past the kids, past the sailors To his dimly lit trailer And the ferris wheel turns and turns like it ain't ever gonna stop And the circus boss leans over, whispers into the little boy's ear "Hey son, you want to try the big top?" All aboard, Nebraska's our next stop. |
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from Bruce Springsteen - Greetings From Asbury Park, N.J./The Wild, The Innocent And The E Street Shuffle/Darkness On The Edge Of Town (3 Pak Longbox For Costco Only) (2004)
The machinist climbs his ferris wheel like a brave
And the fire eater's lyin' in a pool of sweat, victim of the heatwave Behind the tent the hired hand tightens his legs on the sword swallower's blade And circus town's on the shortwave The runway lies ahead like a great false dawn Fat lady, big mama, Missy Bimbo sits in her chair and yawns And the man-beast lies in his cage sniffin' popcorn As the midget licks his fingers and suffers Missy Bimbo's scorn Circus town's been born Whoa, and a press roll drummer go, ballerina to and fro Cartwheelin' up on that tightrope with a cannon blast lightin' flash Movin' fast through the tent Mars bent, he's gonna miss his fall Oh God save the human cannonball. And the flying Zambinis watch Margarita do her neck twist, And the ringmaster gets the crowd to count along: "Ninety-five, ninety-six, ninety-seven" A ragged suitcase in his hand, he steals silently away from the circus grounds And the highway's haunted by the carnival sounds They dance like a great greasepaint ghost on the wind A man in baggy pants, a lonely face, a crazy grin Runnin' home to some small Ohio town Jesus send some good women to save all your clowns And circus boy dances like a monkey on barbed wire And the barker romances with a junkie, she's got a flat tire, And now the elephants dance real funky and the band plays like a jungle fire Circus town's on the live wire And the strong man Sampson lifts the midget little Tiny Tim way up on his shoulders, way up And carries him on down the midway past the kids, past the sailors To his dimly lit trailer And the ferris wheel turns and turns like it ain't ever gonna stop And the circus boss leans over, whispers into the little boy's ear "Hey son, you want to try the big top?" All aboard, Nebraska's our next stop. |
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from Bruce Springsteen - The Wild, The Innocent And The E Street Shuffle (2008)
The machinist climbs his ferris wheel like a brave
And the fire eater's lyin' in a pool of sweat, victim of the heatwave Behind the tent the hired hand tightens his legs on the sword swallower's blade And circus town's on the shortwave The runway lies ahead like a great false dawn Fat lady, big mama, Missy Bimbo sits in her chair and yawns And the man-beast lies in his cage sniffin' popcorn As the midget licks his fingers and suffers Missy Bimbo's scorn Circus town's been born Whoa, and a press roll drummer go, ballerina to and fro Cartwheelin' up on that tightrope with a cannon blast lightin' flash Movin' fast through the tent Mars bent, he's gonna miss his fall Oh God save the human cannonball. And the flying Zambinis watch Margarita do her neck twist, And the ringmaster gets the crowd to count along: "Ninety-five, ninety-six, ninety-seven" A ragged suitcase in his hand, he steals silently away from the circus grounds And the highway's haunted by the carnival sounds They dance like a great greasepaint ghost on the wind A man in baggy pants, a lonely face, a crazy grin Runnin' home to some small Ohio town Jesus send some good women to save all your clowns And circus boy dances like a monkey on barbed wire And the barker romances with a junkie, she's got a flat tire, And now the elephants dance real funky and the band plays like a jungle fire Circus town's on the live wire And the strong man Sampson lifts the midget little Tiny Tim way up on his shoulders, way up And carries him on down the midway past the kids, past the sailors To his dimly lit trailer And the ferris wheel turns and turns like it ain't ever gonna stop And the circus boss leans over, whispers into the little boy's ear "Hey son, you want to try the big top?" All aboard, Nebraska's our next stop. |
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from Bruce Springsteen - 18 Tracks (1999)
I hear the guitars ringin' out
Ringin' out down Union Street I hear the lead singer shoutin' out, girl I wanna be a slave to the beat Yeah, tonight I wanna break my chains Somebody break my heart Somebody shake my brains Downtown there's something that I wanna hear There's a sound, little girl, keeps ringing in my ear CHORUS I wanna be where the bands are I wanna be where the bands are Where the bands are I wanna be where the bands are I get off from work and I grab something to eat I turn the corner and I drive down your street Little gray houses darling looks like nowhere But hey I know you're hiding in there Come on out for just a little while You know that heart of stone, girl, it just ain't your style Tonight I wanna feel the beat of the crowd And when I tell you that I love you I wanna have to shout it out loud Shout it out loud CHORUS I hear the guitars ringin' out again Ringin' on down Union Street I hear the lead singer shoutin' out girl I wanna be a slave to the beat And I want something that'll break my chains Something to break my heart Something to shake my brains There's a rocker's special on tonight So meet me on down 'Neath the neon lights CHORUS |
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from Bruce Springsteen - Tunnel Of Love (1987)
Times were tough love was not enough
So you said sorry Johnny I'm gone gone gone You said my act was funny But we both knew what was missing honey So you let out on your own Now that pretty form that you've got baby Will make sure you get along But you're gonna find out someday honey (Chorus) When you're alone you're alone When you're alone you're alone When you're alone you're alone When you're alone you ain't nothing but alone Now I was young and pretty on the mean streets of the city And I fought to make 'em my home With just the shirt on my back I left and swore I'd never look back And man I was gone gone gone But there's things that'll knock you down you don't even see coming And send you crawling like a baby back home You're gonna find out that day sugar (Chorus) I knew some day your runnin' would be through And you'd think back on me and you And your love would be strong You'd forget all the bad and think only of all the laughs that we had And you'd wanna come home Now it ain't hard feelings or nothin' sugar That ain't what's got me singing this song It's just nobody knows baby where love goes But when it goes it's gone gone (Chorus) |
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from Bruce Springsteen - Tracks (1999)
When you need me call my name
'Cause without you my life just wouldn't be the same If you want me come sunny skies or rain When you need me just call my name If you miss me, I'll be there To brush the sunlight from your hair I'll be there to guide you when trouble walks beside you If you need me I'll be there And when this dirty world has been cold to you I got two strong arms waitin' to hold you And when those mean days come along We'll stand together and we'll take 'em on So if you need me just call my name When you need me call my name 'Cause without you my life just isn't the same 'Cause when this world kicked me around You picked me up off the ground So if you need me I'll be there CHORUS |
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from John Fogerty - The Blue Ridge Rangers Rides Again (2009)
I've been cheated, been mistreated
When will I be loved? I've been pushed down, I've been pushed 'round When will I be loved? When I find a new girl that I want for mine She always breaks my heart in two, it happens every time. I've been made blue, I've been lied to When will I be loved? When I find a new girl that I want for mine She always breaks my heart in two, it happens every time. I've been cheated, been mistreated When will I be loved? When will I be loved? Tell me, when will I be loved? |
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from Bruce Springsteen - Tracks (1999)
Now you say you have a friend, you trust him with your life
You trust him with your money, you trust him with your kids You'd even trust him with your wife You better watch what's goin' on when the lights are out When the night is dark, when there ain't nobody lookin' around Yeah when the lights are out, down in this dirty little town Well now the world is dark and funny, better listen up to what I say You ain't gonna know what's going on by what you see in the light of day You gotta watch what's goin' on when the lights are out When the night is dark, when there ain't nobody lookin' around Yeah when the lights are out in this dirty little town Now you swear that she trusted you Within reason I understand But you kept slippin' in late at night And in the mornin' you had that smell on your hands Well now the world is turning, Rome is burning Me, I'm watching and I'm learning They say sure as God's hand and the tickin' of the clock The lord's light'll shine under every slimy rock Well last night I slept the sleep of fear And I heard God's voice whisper in my ear He said you better watch what's going on when the lights are out When the night is dark, when there ain't nobody lookin' around Yeah when the lights are out, down in this dirty little town |
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from Bruce Springsteen - Working On A Dream (2009)
There's a pillar in the temple where I carved your name
There's a soul sitting sad and blue Now the remedies you've taken are all in vain Let me show you what love can do Let me show you what love can do Darling I can't stop the rain Or turn your black sky blue Well let me show you what love can do Let me show you what love can do Well now our truth lay shattered, we stood at world's end There's a dead sun rose in view As if any of this matters, a kiss my friend Let me show you what love can do Let me show you what love can do Darling we can't stop this train When it comes crashing through But let me show you what love can do Let me show you what love can do On the bench you lie all is nails and rust And the love you've given's turned ashes and dust When the hope you've gathered's drifted to the wind It's you and I now, friend (you and I now, friend) You and I now, friend Here our memory lay corrupted and our city lay dry Let me make this vow to you Here where it's blood for blood and an eye for an eye Let me show you what love can do Let me show you what love can do Here we bear the mark of Cain But let the light shine through Let me show you what love can do Let me show you what love can do Let me show you what love can do Let me show you what love can do |
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from Bruce Springsteen - Tunnel Of Love (1987)
I remember how rough your hand felt on mine
On my wedding day And the tears cried on my shoulder I couldn't turn away Well so much has happened to me That I don't understand All I can think of is being five years old following behind you at the beach Tracing your footprints in the sand Trying to walk like a man By Our Lady Of The Roses We lived in the shadow of the elms I remember ma draggin' me and my sister up the street to the church Whenever she heard those wedding bells Well would they ever look so happy again The handsome groom and his bride As they stepped into that long black limousine For their mystery ride Well tonight you step away from me And alone at the alter I stand And as I watch my bride coming down the aisle I pray For the strength to walk like a man Well now the years have gone and I've grown From that seed you've sown But I didn't think there'd be so many steps I'd have to learn on my own Well I was young and I didn't know what to do When I saw your best steps stolen away from you Now I'll do what I can I'll walk like a man And I'll keep on walkin' |
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from Bruce Springsteen - The Rising (2002)
It's rainin' but there ain't a cloud in the sky
Must of been a tear from your eye Everything'll be okay Funny, thought I felt a sweet summer breeze Must of been you sighin' so deep Don't worry we're gonna find a way I'm waitin', waitin' on a sunny day Gonna chase the clouds away Waitin' on a sunny day Without you, I'm workin' with the rain fallin' down I'm half a party in a one dog town I need you to chase these blues away Without you, I'm a drummer girl that can't keep a beat An ice cream truck on a deserted street I hope that you're coming to stay I'm waitin', waitin' on a sunny day Gonna chase the clouds away Waitin' on a sunny day Hard times, baby well they come to us all Sure as the tickin' of the clock on the wall Sure as the turnin' of the night into day Your smile girl, brings the mornin' light to my eyes Lifts away the bleus when I rise I hope that you're coming to stay I'm waitin', waitin' on a sunny day Gonna chase the clouds away Waitin' on a sunny day |
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from Bruce Springsteen - Tracks (1999)
When we fight and I wanna talk it out
You won't say nothing, nothing at all You just sit there, you won't open that pretty mouth I think you like keeping my back up against the wall Wages of sin, you keep me paying Wages of sin for wrongs that I've done Wages of sin, you keep me paying Wages of sin, one by one I walk in the apartment, there's clothes thrown all over the place You're crouched in the corner with makeup running down your face I don't wanna believe what my heart keeps saying You keep me on the line so you can keep me paying Wages of sin, we keep paying Wages of sin for the wrongs that we've done Wages of sin, we keep paying Wages of sin, that's how we have our fun I remember when I was a little boy out where the cottonwoods grow tall Trying to make it home through the forest before the darkness falls Baby all the sounds I heard, even if they weren't real I was running down that broken path with the devil snapping at my heels I tried so hard, so hard in every way Swore someday I'd grow up, just throw it all away Cried all the tears, baby, that I could cry Stomached all my fears 'til they came rushin' up inside darlin' I'm losin' and it's a mean game Still I play on just the same Wages of sin, I keep paying Wages of sin for some wrong that I've done Wages of sin, well I keep paying Wages of sin, one by one |
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from Folkways - Tribute To Guthrie/ Leadbell - A Vision Shared [tribute] (1996)
Rainy night down in the engine house Sleepin' just as still as a mouse A man came along and chase us out in the rain Well was that a vigilante man? Stormy days, we pass the time away Sleeping in some good warm place A cop come along we give him a little race Say was that a vigilante man? Well tell me why does a vigilante man Tell me why does a vigilante man Carry that sawed off shotgun in his hands To shoot his brothers and sisters down that no good vigilante man Well i ramble around from town to town Yeah i ramble around from town to town Yeah and they run us around like a wild herd of cattle lord Is that your vigilante man? Well tell me why does a vigilante man Tell me why does a vigilante man Carry that club in his hands Would he beat an innocent man down that no good vigilante man |
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from Bruce Springsteen - Tunnel Of Love (1987)
I'm driving a big lazy car rushin' up the highway in the dark
I got one hand steady on the wheel and one hand's tremblin' over my heart It's pounding baby like it's gonna bust right on through And it ain't gonna stop till I'm alone again with you A friend of mine became a father last night When we spoke in his voice I could hear the light Of the skies and the rivers the timberwolf in the pines And that great jukebox out on Route 39 They say he travels fastest who travels alone But tonight I miss my girl mister tonight I miss my home Is it the sound of the leaves left blown by the wayside That's got me out here on this spooky old highway tonight Is it the cry of the river With the moonlight shining through That ain't what scares me baby What scares me is losing you They say if you die in your dreams you really die in your bed But honey last night I dreamed my eyes rolled straight back in my head And God's light came shinin' on through I woke up in the darkness scared and breathin' and born anew It wasn't the cold river bottom I felt rushing over me It wasn't the bitterness of a dream that didn't come true It wasn't the wind in the grey fields I felt rushing through my arms No no baby it was you So hold me close honey say you're forever mine And tell me you'll be my lonely valentine |
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from Bruce Springsteen - Nebraska (1982)
My little sister's in the front seat with an ice cream cone
My ma's in the black seat sittin' all alone As my pa steers her slow out of the lot for a test drive down Michigan Avenue Now, my ma, she fingers her wedding band And watches the salesman stare at my old man's hands He's tellin' us all 'bout the break he'd give us if he could, but he just can't Well if I could, I swear I know just what I'd do Now, mister, the day the lottery I win I ain't ever gonna ride in no used car again Now, the neighbors come from near and far As we pull up in our brand new used car I wish he'd just hit the gas and let out a cry Tell 'em all they can kiss our asses goodbye My dad, he sweats the same job from mornin' to morn Me, I walk home on the same dirty streets where I was born Up the block I can hear my little sister in the front seat blowin' that horn The sounds echoin' all down Michigan Avenue Now, mister, the day my number comes in I ain't ever gonna ride in no used car again |
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from Bruce Springsteen - The River (1999)
I went out walking the other day Seen a little girl crying along the way She'd been hurt so bad said she'd never love again Someday your crying girl will end And you'll find once again (Chorus) Two hearts are better than one Two hearts girl get the job done Two hearts are better than one Once I spent my time playing tough guy scenes But I was living in a world of childish dreams Someday these childish dreams must end To become a man and grow up to dream again Now I believe in the end (Chorus) Sometimes it might seem like it was planned For you to roam empty hearted through this land Though the world turns you hard and cold There's one thing mister, that I know That's if you think your heart is stone And that you're rough enough to whip this world alone Alone buddy there ain't no peace of mind That's why I'll keep searching till I find my special one (Chorus) |
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from Bruce Springsteen - The River (1999)
I went out walking the other day
Seen a little girl crying along the way She'd been hurt so bad said she'd never love again Someday your crying, girl, will end And you'll find once again Two hearts are better than one Two hearts, girl, get the job done Two hearts are better than one Once I spent my time playing tough guy scenes But I was living in a world of childish dreams Someday these childish dreams must end To become a man and grow up to dream again I believe in the end Two hearts are better than one Two hearts, girl, get the job done Two hearts are better than one Sometimes it might seem like it was planned For you to roam empty hearted through this land Though the world turns you hard and cold There's one thing, mister, that I know That's if you think your heart is stone And that you're rough enough to whip this world alone Alone, buddy, there ain't no peace of mind That's why I'll keep searching 'til I find My special one Two hearts are better than one Two hearts, girl, get the job done Two hearts are better than one I believe Two hearts are better than one Two hearts, girl, get the job done Two hearts are better than one |
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from Bruce Springsteen - Live In New York City [live] (2001)
41 shots
41 shots 41 shots 41 shots 41 shots 41 shots 41 shots 41 shots.... and we'll take that ride 'cross this bloody river to the other side 41 shots... cut through the night You're kneeling over his body in the vestibule Praying for his life Is it a gun, is it a knife Is it a wallet, this is your life It ain't no secret It ain't no secret No secret my friend You can get killed just for living In your American skin 41 shots Lena gets her son ready for school She says "on these streets, Charles You've got to understand the rules If an officer stops you Promise you'll always be polite, that you'll never ever run away Promise Mama you'll keep your hands in sight" Is it a gun, is it a knife Is it a wallet, this is your life It ain't no secret It ain't no secret No secret my friend You can get killed just for living In your American skin Is it a gun, is it a knife Is it in your heart, is it in your eyes It ain't no secret 41 shots... and we'll take that ride 'Cross this bloody river To the other side 41 shots... got my boots caked in this mud We're baptized in these waters and in each other's blood Is it a gun, is it a knife Is it a wallet, this is your life It ain't no secret It ain't no secret No secret my friend You can get killed just for living In your American skin |
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from Bruce Springsteen - Tracks (1999)
It's one for the money and one for the show
I got one kiss for you honey so come on let's go I didn't see it coming but girl now I know It takes one for the running but two for the road One thousand dreams whispered in the dark But a dream's just a dream in one empty heart It takes more than one to rev it up and go So let's get it running, we're two for the road Two one-way tickets and a diamond ring Hell it don't matter what the rain might bring When this world treats you hard and cold I'll stand beside you, we're two for the road When you're alone my love'll shine the light Through the dark and starless night I'll hold you close and never let you go C'mon now girl 'cause we're two for the road Well it's two to get ready, babe, c'mon let's go Me and you, girl, we're two for the road |
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from Bruce Springsteen - Tunnel Of Love (1987)
I met a girl and we ran away
I swore I'd make her happy every day And how I made her cry Two faces have I Sometimes mister I feel sunny and wild Lord I love to see my baby smile Then dark clouds come rolling by Two faces have I One that laughs one that cries One says hello one says goodbye One does things I don't understand Makes me feel like half a man At night I get down on my knees and pray Our love will make that other man go away But he'll never say goodbye Two faces have I Last night as I kissed you 'neath the willow tree He swore he'd take your love away from me He said our life was just a lie And two faces have I Well go ahead and let him try |
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from Bruce Springsteen - Tracks (1999)
I woke up last night shaking from a dream
Fot in that dream I died My wife rolled over and told me That my life would be immortalized Not in some major motion picture Or great American novel, you see No, they're gonna make a TV movie out of me CHORUS Well now, it's one two three you take the money Yeah it's as easy as A B C Yeah they're gonna make a TV movie out of me Well They can change my name or they can leave it They can change my story too Or they can make me black or Chinese And do things that I never do They're gonna give my life a whole new ending And put me in prime time first-run And when it's over, what I did there will be what I done Now I don't want my name in a history book Nobody's ever gonna see No, they're gonna make a TV movie out of me CHORUS Well I'm a shoe-in for sponsor Goodyear blimp and radial wheels Somebody had a meeting somewhere Somehow somebody made a deal Well I was one of them kinds of stories That everybody liked to see Yeah they're gonna make a TV movie out of me Now I don't want no inscription on my gravestone No long soliloquy No they're gonna make a TV movie out of me CHORUS |
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from Bruce Springsteen - Tunnel Of Love (1987)
Fat man sitting on a little stool
Takes the money from my hand while his eyes take a walk all over you Hands me the ticket smiles and whispers good luck Cuddle up angel cuddle up my little dove We'll ride down baby into this tunnel of love I can feel the soft silk of your blouse And them soft thrills in our little fun house Then the lights go out and it's just the three of us You me and all that stuff we're so scared of Gotta ride down baby into this tunnel of love There's a crazy mirror showing us both in 5-D I'm laughing at you you're laughing at me There's a room of shadows that gets so dark brother It's easy for two people to lose each other in this tunnel of love it ought to be easy ought to be simple enough Man meets woman and they fall in love But the house is haunted and the ride gets rough And you've got to learn to live with what you can't rise above if you want to ride on down in through this tunnel of love |
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from Bruce Springsteen - 18 Tracks (1999)
Well, the river runs through this valley
Combing deep and black [?] Coming like a tombstone's Shadows across my back Trouble river Six foot high and risin' Trouble river I can't keep from cryin' Woke up last night a'shakin' Shakin' from a dream All i seen was smilin' faces Starin' back at me Trouble river Six foot high and risin' Trouble river I can't keep from cryin' Snakes crawling in the house I'm stuck in muddy ground Tonight i'm gonna shed this skin Cause water's risin' and i goin' down to Trouble river Six foot high and risin' Trouble river I can't keep from cryin' |
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from Bruce Springsteen - Tracks (1999)
You do the drying, I'll do the dishes
Who'll do the crying when all the wishes don't come true You do the washing, I'll do the folding Whose heart is breaking When whose arms are holding someone new Sittin' on a peaceful lake sunnin' Didn't hear the roar of the waterfall coming When it's all a storybook story When it's all so easy and nice Here comes trouble in paradise You did the dusting, I did the sweeping You did the driving oh and I did the sleeping a little too long On a picnic 'neath the sky so blue We didn't see the rain and heartache coming through When it's all an old black and white movie And you're sure you've seen the ending twice Here comes trouble in paradise You said everything was fine I'm sorry, baby, I didn't see the signs Oh so beautifully you read your lines But in a play where the hero has no vice And love comes without a price So does trouble in paradise Don't matter who did the dusting or who did the sweeping Who did the trusting or who did the cheating when it's all gone Laying in a field on a summer's day Waitin' for those gray skies to clear away Knowing all love's glory and beauty Can vanish before you think twice Leaving trouble in paradise Now we share the laughing, we share the joking We do the sleeping with one eye open |
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from Bruce Springsteen - Tunnel Of Love (1987)
Well It's Saturday night
you're all dressed up in blue I been watching you awhile maybe you been watching me too So somebody ran out left somebody's heart in a mess Well if you're looking for love honey I'm tougher than the rest Some girls they want a handsome Dan or some good-lookin' Joe on their arm Some girls like a sweet-talkin' Romeo Well 'round here baby I learned you get what you can get So if you're rough enough for love honey I'm tougher than the rest The road is dark and it's a thin thin line But I want you to know I'll walk it for you any time Maybe your other boyfriends couldn't pass the test Well if you're rough and ready for love honey I'm tougher than the rest Well it ain't no secret I've been around a time or two Well I don't know baby maybe you've been around too Well there's another dance all you gotta do is say yes And if you're rough and ready for love honey I'm tougher than the rest If you're rough enough for love baby I'm tougher than the rest |
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from Bruce Springsteen - Chimes Of Freedom (1999)
Well It's Saturday night
You're all dressed up in blue I been watching you awhile Maybe you been watching me too So somebody ran out Left somebody's heart in a mess Well if you're looking for love Honey, I'm tougher than the rest Some girls they want a handsome Dan Or some good-lookin' Joe On their arms some girls Like a sweet-talkin' Romeo Well 'round here baby I learned you get what you can get So if you're rough enough for love Honey, I'm tougher than the rest The road is dark and it's a thin thin line But I want you to know I'll walk it for you anytime Maybe your other boyfriends Couldn't pass the test Well if you're rough and ready for love Honey, I'm tougher than the rest - interlude - Well it ain't no secret I've been around a time or two Well I don't know baby Maybe you've been around too Well there's another dance All you gotta do is say, yes And if you're rough and ready for love Honey, I'm tougher than the rest If you're rough enough for love Baby, I'm tougher than the rest |
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from Bruce Springsteen - Working On A Dream (2009)
Where the cold wind blows
Tomorrow never knows Where your sweet smile goes Tomorrow never knows You and me we've been standing here, my dear Waiting for that time to come Where the green grass grows Tomorrow never knows In the field your long hair flows Down by the tail end of the tracks Beneath the water tower I carried you on my back Over the rusted spikes of that highway of steel When no more thunder sounds Where the turn goes Tomorrow never knows Well he who waits for the day's riches will be lost In the whispering tide Where the river flows Tomorrow never knows |
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from Bruce Springsteen - Tracks (1999)
Her brains they rattle and her bones they shake Whoah, she's an angel from the Innerlake Thundercrack, baby's back This time she'll tell me how she really feels Bring me down to her lightning shack You can watch my partner reelin' CHORUS She moves up, she moves back Out on the floor there just is no one cleaner She does this thing she calls the "Jump back Jack" She's got the heart of a ballerina She's straight from the Bronx Hung off the line She slips, she slides, she slops, she bops, she bumps, she grinds Even them dance hall hacks From the west side of the tracks Move in close to catch her timin' CHORUS She ain't no little girl, she ain't got no curls Her hair ain't brown, and her eyes ain't either Round and round and round and round My heart's wood, she's a carpenter She's an angel in the night, what she does is alright Dance with me, partner, dance with me, partner Dance with me, partner, 'til the dawn Thundercrack, baby's back This time she'll tell me how she really feels Bring me down to her lightning shack You can watch my partner reelin' CHORUS She ain't no little girl, she ain't got no curls Her hair ain't brown, and her eyes ain't either Round and round and round and round My heart's wood, she's a carpenter She's an angel in the night, what she does is alright Dance with me, partner, dance with me, partner Dance with me, partner, all night |
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from Bruce Springsteen - Born To Run (1975)
The screen door slams
Mary′s dress waves Like a vision she dances across the porch As the radio plays Roy Orbison singing for the lonely Hey that′s me and I want you only Don′t turn me home again I just can′t face myself alone again Don′t run back inside darling you know just what I′m here for So you′re scared and you′re thinking That maybe we ain′t that young anymore Show a little faith, there′s magic in the night You ain′t a beauty, but hey you′re alright Oh and that′s alright with me You can hide `neath your covers And study your pain Make crosses from your lovers Throw roses in the rain Waste your summer praying in vain For a savior to rise from these streets Well now I′m no hero That′s understood All the redemption I can offer, girl Is beneath this dirty hood With a chance to make it good somehow Hey what else can we do now Except roll down the window And let the wind blow back your hair Well the night′s busting open These two lanes will take us anywhere We got one last chance to make it real To trade in these wings on some wheels Climb in back Heaven′s waiting on down the tracks Oh oh come take my hand Riding out tonight to case the promised land Oh oh Thunder Road, oh Thunder Road oh Thunder Road Lying out there like a killer in the sun Hey I know it′s late we can make it if we run Oh Thunder Road, sit tight take hold Thunder Road Well I got this guitar And I learned how to make it talk And my car′s out back If you′re ready to take that long walk >From your front porch to my front seat The door′s open but the ride it ain′t free And I know you′re lonely For words that I ain′t spoken But tonight we′ll be free All the promises′ll be broken There were ghosts in the eyes Of all the boys you sent away They haunt this dusty beach road In the skeleton frames of burned out Chevrolets They scream your name at night in the street Your graduation gown lies in rags at their feet And in the lonely cool before dawn You hear their engines roaring on But when you get to the porch they′re gone On the wind, so Mary climb in It′s a town full of losers And I′m pulling out of here to win. |
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from Bruce Springsteen - Born To Run (1975)
The screen door slams
Mary′s dress waves Like a vision she dances across the porch As the radio plays Roy Orbison singing for the lonely Hey that′s me and I want you only Don′t turn me home again I just can′t face myself alone again Don′t run back inside darling you know just what I′m here for So you′re scared and you′re thinking That maybe we ain′t that young anymore Show a little faith, there′s magic in the night You ain′t a beauty, but hey you′re alright Oh and that′s alright with me You can hide `neath your covers And study your pain Make crosses from your lovers Throw roses in the rain Waste your summer praying in vain For a savior to rise from these streets Well now I′m no hero That′s understood All the redemption I can offer, girl Is beneath this dirty hood With a chance to make it good somehow Hey what else can we do now Except roll down the window And let the wind blow back your hair Well the night′s busting open These two lanes will take us anywhere We got one last chance to make it real To trade in these wings on some wheels Climb in back Heaven′s waiting on down the tracks Oh oh come take my hand Riding out tonight to case the promised land Oh oh Thunder Road, oh Thunder Road oh Thunder Road Lying out there like a killer in the sun Hey I know it′s late we can make it if we run Oh Thunder Road, sit tight take hold Thunder Road Well I got this guitar And I learned how to make it talk And my car′s out back If you′re ready to take that long walk >From your front porch to my front seat The door′s open but the ride it ain′t free And I know you′re lonely For words that I ain′t spoken But tonight we′ll be free All the promises′ll be broken There were ghosts in the eyes Of all the boys you sent away They haunt this dusty beach road In the skeleton frames of burned out Chevrolets They scream your name at night in the street Your graduation gown lies in rags at their feet And in the lonely cool before dawn You hear their engines roaring on But when you get to the porch they′re gone On the wind, so Mary climb in It′s a town full of losers And I′m pulling out of here to win. |
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from Bruce Springsteen - Born To Run (1975)
The screen door slams
Mary′s dress waves Like a vision she dances across the porch As the radio plays Roy Orbison singing for the lonely Hey that′s me and I want you only Don′t turn me home again I just can′t face myself alone again Don′t run back inside darling you know just what I′m here for So you′re scared and you′re thinking That maybe we ain′t that young anymore Show a little faith, there′s magic in the night You ain′t a beauty, but hey you′re alright Oh and that′s alright with me You can hide `neath your covers And study your pain Make crosses from your lovers Throw roses in the rain Waste your summer praying in vain For a savior to rise from these streets Well now I′m no hero That′s understood All the redemption I can offer, girl Is beneath this dirty hood With a chance to make it good somehow Hey what else can we do now Except roll down the window And let the wind blow back your hair Well the night′s busting open These two lanes will take us anywhere We got one last chance to make it real To trade in these wings on some wheels Climb in back Heaven′s waiting on down the tracks Oh oh come take my hand Riding out tonight to case the promised land Oh oh Thunder Road, oh Thunder Road oh Thunder Road Lying out there like a killer in the sun Hey I know it′s late we can make it if we run Oh Thunder Road, sit tight take hold Thunder Road Well I got this guitar And I learned how to make it talk And my car′s out back If you′re ready to take that long walk >From your front porch to my front seat The door′s open but the ride it ain′t free And I know you′re lonely For words that I ain′t spoken But tonight we′ll be free All the promises′ll be broken There were ghosts in the eyes Of all the boys you sent away They haunt this dusty beach road In the skeleton frames of burned out Chevrolets They scream your name at night in the street Your graduation gown lies in rags at their feet And in the lonely cool before dawn You hear their engines roaring on But when you get to the porch they′re gone On the wind, so Mary climb in It′s a town full of losers And I′m pulling out of here to win. |
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from Bruce Springsteen - In Concert (1997)
The screen door slams
Mary′s dress waves Like a vision she dances across the porch As the radio plays Roy Orbison singing for the lonely Hey that′s me and I want you only Don′t turn me home again I just can′t face myself alone again Don′t run back inside darling you know just what I′m here for So you′re scared and you′re thinking That maybe we ain′t that young anymore Show a little faith, there′s magic in the night You ain′t a beauty, but hey you′re alright Oh and that′s alright with me You can hide `neath your covers And study your pain Make crosses from your lovers Throw roses in the rain Waste your summer praying in vain For a savior to rise from these streets Well now I′m no hero That′s understood All the redemption I can offer, girl Is beneath this dirty hood With a chance to make it good somehow Hey what else can we do now Except roll down the window And let the wind blow back your hair Well the night′s busting open These two lanes will take us anywhere We got one last chance to make it real To trade in these wings on some wheels Climb in back Heaven′s waiting on down the tracks Oh oh come take my hand Riding out tonight to case the promised land Oh oh Thunder Road, oh Thunder Road oh Thunder Road Lying out there like a killer in the sun Hey I know it′s late we can make it if we run Oh Thunder Road, sit tight take hold Thunder Road Well I got this guitar And I learned how to make it talk And my car′s out back If you′re ready to take that long walk >From your front porch to my front seat The door′s open but the ride it ain′t free And I know you′re lonely For words that I ain′t spoken But tonight we′ll be free All the promises′ll be broken There were ghosts in the eyes Of all the boys you sent away They haunt this dusty beach road In the skeleton frames of burned out Chevrolets They scream your name at night in the street Your graduation gown lies in rags at their feet And in the lonely cool before dawn You hear their engines roaring on But when you get to the porch they′re gone On the wind, so Mary climb in It′s a town full of losers And I′m pulling out of here to win. |
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from Bruce Springsteen - In Concert (1997)
The screen door slams Mary's dress waves Like a vision, she dances, across the porch As the radio plays Roy Orbison signin' for the lonely Hay that's me, and I wan't you only Don't turn me home again I just can't face myself alone again Don't run back inside Darling, you know just what I'm here for So you're scared and you're thinkin' That maybe we ain't that young anymore Show a little faith, there's magic in the night You ain't a beauty, but Hay,,, you're allright Oh and that's allright with me You can hide 'neath your covers And study your pain Make crosses from your lovers Throw roses in the rain Waste your summer prayin' in vain For a savior to rise from these streets Well now, I'm no hero That's understood All the redemption I can offer, girl Is beneath this dirty hood With a chance to make it good somehow Hey, what else can we do now Except roll down the window And let the wind blow back your hair Well the night's busting open These tow lanes will take us anywhere We got one last chance to make it real To trade in these wings on some wheels Climb in back Heaven's waitin' on down the tracks Oh oh come take my hand Riding out tonight to case the promised land Oh oh Thunder Road,oh Thunder Road Lyin' out there like a killer in the sun Hey,I know it's late, we can make it if we run Oh Thunder Road, sit tight take hold Thunder Road Well I got this guitar And I learned how to make it talk And my car's out back If you're ready to take that long walk From your front porch to my front seat The door's open, but the ride, it ain't free And I know you're lonely For words that I ain't spoken But tonight we'll be free All the promises'll be broken There were ghosts in the eyes Of all the boys you sent away They haunt this dusty beach road In the skeleton frames of burned out Chevrolets They scream your name at night in the street You graduation gown lies in rags at their feet And in the lonely cool before dawn You hear their engines roarin' on But when you get to the porch they're gone On the wind, so Mary climb in It's a town full of losers And I'm pullin' out of here to win |
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from Bruce Springsteen - In Concert (1997)
The screen door slams
Mary′s dress waves Like a vision she dances across the porch As the radio plays Roy Orbison singing for the lonely Hey that′s me and I want you only Don′t turn me home again I just can′t face myself alone again Don′t run back inside darling you know just what I′m here for So you′re scared and you′re thinking That maybe we ain′t that young anymore Show a little faith, there′s magic in the night You ain′t a beauty, but hey you′re alright Oh and that′s alright with me You can hide `neath your covers And study your pain Make crosses from your lovers Throw roses in the rain Waste your summer praying in vain For a savior to rise from these streets Well now I′m no hero That′s understood All the redemption I can offer, girl Is beneath this dirty hood With a chance to make it good somehow Hey what else can we do now Except roll down the window And let the wind blow back your hair Well the night′s busting open These two lanes will take us anywhere We got one last chance to make it real To trade in these wings on some wheels Climb in back Heaven′s waiting on down the tracks Oh oh come take my hand Riding out tonight to case the promised land Oh oh Thunder Road, oh Thunder Road oh Thunder Road Lying out there like a killer in the sun Hey I know it′s late we can make it if we run Oh Thunder Road, sit tight take hold Thunder Road Well I got this guitar And I learned how to make it talk And my car′s out back If you′re ready to take that long walk >From your front porch to my front seat The door′s open but the ride it ain′t free And I know you′re lonely For words that I ain′t spoken But tonight we′ll be free All the promises′ll be broken There were ghosts in the eyes Of all the boys you sent away They haunt this dusty beach road In the skeleton frames of burned out Chevrolets They scream your name at night in the street Your graduation gown lies in rags at their feet And in the lonely cool before dawn You hear their engines roaring on But when you get to the porch they′re gone On the wind, so Mary climb in It′s a town full of losers And I′m pulling out of here to win. |
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from Bruce Springsteen - Working On A Dream (2009)
A bang then stardust in your eyes
A billion years for just this night In a way it will be alright A blackness then the light of a million stars As you slip into in my car The evening sky strikes sparks This life, this life and then the next With you I have been blessed What more can you expect At night at my telescope alone This emptiness I've roamed Searching for a home The stars, a brief string of shining charms Rushing in right out of our arms Into the drifting dark This life, this life and then the next With you I have been blessed What more can you expect This life, this life and then the next I finger the hem of your dress My universe at rest We reach for starlight all night long But gravity is too strong Chained to this earth we go on and on and on and on and on Then a million sighs cresting were you stood A beauty in the neighborhood This lonely planet never looked so good This life, this life and then the next With you I have been blessed What more can you expect This life, this life and then the next I finger the hem of your dress My universe at rest |
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from Bruce Springsteen - Tracks (1999)
Hey there mister can you tell me what happened to the seeds I've sown
Can you give me a reason sir as to why they've never grown They've just blown around from town to town Till they're back out on these fields Where they fall from my hand Back into the dirt of this hard land Now me and my sister from Germantown we did ride We made our bed sir from the rock on the mountainside We been blowin' around from town to town Lookin for a place to stand Where the sun burst through the cloud to fall like a circle Like a circle of fire down on this hard land Now even the rain it don't come 'round It don't come 'round here no more And the only sound at night's the wind Slammin' the back porch door It just stirs you up like it wants to blow you down Twistin' and churnin' up the sand Leavin' all them scarecrows lyin' face down Face down in the dirt of this hard land From a building up on the hill I can hear a tape deck blastin' "Home on the Range" I can see them Bar-M choppers sweepin' low across the plains It's me and you Frank we're lookin' for lost cattle Our hooves twistin' and churnin' up the sand We're ridin' in the whirlwind searchin' for lost treasure Way down south of the Rio Grande We're ridin' cross that river in the moonlight Up onto the banks of this hard land Hey Frank won't ya pack your bags And meet me tonight down at Liberty Hall Just one kiss from you my brother and we'll ride until we fall Well sleep in the fields, we'll sleep by the rivers And in the morning we'll make a plan We'll if you can't make it Stay hard, stay hungry, stay alive If you can And meet me in a dream of this hard land |
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from Bruce Springsteen - Working On A Dream (2009)
Have you ever seen a one trick pony in the field so happy and free? If you've ever seen a one trick pony then you've seen me Have you ever seen a one-legged dog making its way down the street? If you've ever seen a one-legged dog then you've seen me Then you've seen me, I come and stand at every door Then you've seen me, I always leave with less than I had before Then you've seen me, bet I can make you smile when the blood, it hits the floor Tell me, friend, can you ask for anything more? Tell me can you ask for anything more? Have you ever seen a scarecrow filled with nothing but dust and wheat? If you've ever seen that scarecrow then you've seen me Have you ever seen a one-armed man punching at nothing but the breeze? If you've ever seen a one-armed man then you've seen me Then you've seen me, I come and stand at every door Then you've seen me, I always leave with less than I had before Then you've seen me, bet I can make you smile when the blood, it hits the floor Tell me, friend, can you ask for anything more? Tell me can you ask for anything more? These things that have comforted me, I drive away This place that is my home I cannot stay My only faith's in the broken bones and bruises I display Have you ever seen a one-legged man trying to dance his way free? If you've ever seen a one-legged man then you've seen me |
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from Bruce Springsteen - Tracks (1999)
Dirty old street all slushed up in the rain and snow
Little boy and his ma shivering outside a rundown music store window That night on top of a Christmas tree shines one beautiful star And lying underneath a brand-new Japanese guitar I remember in the morning, ma, hearing your alarm clock ring I'd lie in bed and listen to you gettin' ready for work The sound of your makeup case on the sink And the ladies at the office, all lipstick, perfume and rustlin' skirts And how proud and happy you always looked walking home from work If pa's eyes were windows into a world so deadly and true You couldn't stop me from looking but you kept me from crawlin' through And if it's a funny old world, mama, where a little boy's wishes come true Well I got a few in my pocket and a special one just for you It ain't no phone call on Sunday, flowers or a mother's day card It ain't no house on a hill with a garden and a nice little yard I got my hot rod down on Bond Street, I'm older but you'll know me in a glance We'll find us a little rock 'n roll bar and baby we'll go out and dance Well it was me in my Beatle boots, you in pink curlers and matador pants Pullin' me up of the couch to do the twist for my uncles and aunts Well I found a girl of my own now, ma, I popped the question on your birthday She stood waiting on the front porch while you were telling me to get out there And say what it was that I had to say Last night we all sat around laughing at the things that guitar brought us And I layed awake thinking 'bout the other things it's brought us Well tonight I'm takin's requests here in the kitchen This one's for you, ma, let me come right out and say it It's overdue, but baby, if you're looking for a sad song, well I ain't gonna play it |
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from Bruce Springsteen - The River (1999)
You been hurt and you're all cried out you say You walk down the street pushin' people outta your way You packed your bags and all alone you wanna ride, You don't want nothin', don't need no one by your side You're walkin' tough baby, but you're walkin' blind to the ties that bind (Chorus) The ties that bind Now you can't break the ties that bind Cheap romance, it's all just a crutch You don't want nothin' that anybody can touch You're so afraid of being somebody's fool Not walkin' tough baby, not walkin' cool You walk cool, but darlin', can you walk the line And face the ties that bind The ties that bind Now you can't break the ties that bind I would rather feel the hurt inside, yes I would darlin', Than know the emptiness your heart must hide, Yes I would darlin', yes I would darlin', Yes I would baby You sit and wonder just who's gonna stop the rain Who'll ease the sadness, who's gonna quiet the pain It's a long dark highway and a thin white line Connecting baby, your heart to mine We're runnin' now but darlin' we will stand in time To face the ties that bind The ties that bind Now you can't break the ties that bind You can't forsake the ties that bind |
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from Bruce Springsteen - The River (1999)
You been hurt and you're all cried out, you say
You walk down the street pushin' people out of your way You packed your bags and all alone you wanna ride You don't want nothin', don't need no one by your side You're walkin' tough baby, but you're walkin' blind To the ties that bind The ties that bind Now you can't break the ties that bind Cheap romance, it's all just, just a crutch You don't want nothin' that anybody can touch You're so afraid of being somebody's fool Not walkin' tough baby, not walkin' cool You walk cool, but darlin', can you walk the line? And face the ties that bind The ties that bind Now you can't break the ties that bind Oh, I'd rather feel the hurt inside, yes I would darlin' Than know, than know the emptiness your heart must hide Yes I would darlin', yes I would darlin' Yes I would baby You sit and wonder just who's gonna stop the rain Who'll ease the sadness, who's gonna quiet the pain? It's a long dark highway and a thin white line Connecting baby, your heart to mine We're runnin' now but darlin' we will stand in time To face the ties that bind The ties that bind Now you can't break the ties that bind You can't forsake the ties that bind |
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from Bruce Springsteen - The River (1999)
The River
I come from down in the valley Where mister, when you're young They bring you up to do, like your daddy done Me and Mary we met in high school When she was just seventeen We'd drive out of this valley Down to where the fields were green We'd go down to the river And into the river we'd dive Oh down to the river we'd ride Then I got Mary pregnant And man that was all she wrote And for my nineteenth birthday I got a union card and a weddin' coat We went down to the courthouse And the judge put it all to rest No wedding day smiles, No walk down the aisle No flowers, No wedding dress That night we went down to the river And into the river we'd dive Oh down to the river we did ride I got a job workin' construction For the Johnstown company But lately there ain't been much work On accounta the economy Well all them things that seemed so important Well, mister they vanished right into the air Now I just act like I don't remember Mary acts like she don't care But I remember us ridin' in my brother's car Her body tan and wet down at the reservoir At night on those banks I'd lie awake And pull her close just to feel each breath she takes Now those memories come back to haunt me They haunt me like a curse Is a dream a lie, if it don't come true Or is it something worse? That sends me down to the river Though I know the river is dry That sends me down to the river tonight Down to the river My baby and I Oh down to the river we ride |
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from Bruce Springsteen - The River (1999)
I come from down in the valley Where mister, when you're young They bring you up to do, like your daddy done Me and Mary we met in high school When she was just seventeen We'd drive out of this valley Down to where the fields were green We'd go down to the river And into the river we'd dive Oh down to the river we'd ride Then I got Mary pregnant And man that was all she wrote And for my nineteenth birthday I got a union card and a weddin' coat We went down to the courthouse And the judge put it all to rest No wedding day smiles, No walk down the aisle No flowers, No wedding dress That night we went down to the river And into the river we'd dive Oh down to the river we did ride I got a job workin' construction For the Johnstown company But lately there ain't been much work On accounta the economy Well all them things that seemed so important Well, mister they vanished right into the air Now I just act like I don't remember Mary acts like she don't care But I remember us ridin' in my brother's car Her body tan and wet down at the reservoir At night on those banks I'd lie awake And pull her close just to feel each breath she takes Now those memories come back to haunt me They haunt me like a curse Is a dream a lie, if it don't come true Or is it something worse? That sends me down to the river Though I know the river is dry That sends me down to the river tonight Down to the river My baby and I Oh down to the river we ride |
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from Bruce Springsteen - Live In New York City [live] (2001)
Cold rain running down the front of my shirt
I'm flat on my back wheels in the dirt Angel makes her face up out on Baker Street She's straddling the shifter in my front seat There's nothing to lose, it's a heartbreak The deck's stacked So put your foot to the floor and darling don't look back We're making night tracks through the blazing rain Blowin' pistons, workin' the fast lane Red line burnin', pocket's full of cash Angel writes her name in lipstick on my dash There's nothing to lose It's a bad break but baby we're backed Tonight we'll blow off the doors and honey we won't look back We held it in our hearts in the pourin' rain We made it through the heart of a hurricane We tore it apart and put it together again Well angel, won't you believe in love for me C'mon and meet me tonight, darling, out in the street We'll move with the city in the dark You got to walk, it talk, it in your heart There's nothin' to lose it's a heartache The deck's stacked So put your foot to the floor, darling Tonight we'll blow off the doors, baby We're gonna even the score And honey we won't look back |
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from Bruce Springsteen - The Rising (2002)
Can't see nothin' in front of me
Can't see nothin' coming up behind I make my way through this darkness I can't feel nothing but this chain that binds me Lost track of how far I've gone How far I've gone, how high I've climbed On my back's a sixty pound stone On my shoulder a half mile of line Come on up for the rising Come on up, lay your hands in mine Come on up for the rising Come on up for the rising tonight Left the house this morning Bells ringing filled the air Wearin' the cross of my calling On wheels of fire I come rollin' down here Come on up for the rising Come on up, lay your hands in mine Come on up for the rising Come on up for the rising tonight Li,li, li,li,li,li, li,li,li There's spirits above and behind me Faces gone black, eyes burnin' bright May their precious blood bind me Lord, as I stand before your fiery light Li,li, li,li,li,li, li,li,li I see you Mary in the garden In the garden of a thousand sighs There's holy pictures of our children Dancin' in a sky filled with light May I feel your arms around me May I feel your blood mix with mine A dream of life comes to me Like a catfish dancin' on the end of my line Sky of blackness and sorrow (a dream of life) Sky of love, sky of tears (a dream of life) Sky of glory and sadness (a dream of life) Sky of mercy, sky of fear (a dream of lie) Sky of memory and shadow (a dream of life) Your burnin' wind fills my arms tonight Sky of longing and emptiness (a dream of life) Sky of fullness, sky of blessed life Come on up for the rising Come on up, lay your hands in mine Come on up for the rising Come on up for the rising tonight Li,li, li,li,li,li, li,li,li |
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from Bruce Springsteen - Darkness On The Edge Of Town (1978)
On a rattlesnake speedway in the Utah desert
I pick up my money and head back into town Driving cross the Waynesboro county line I got the radio on and I'm just killing time Working all day in my daddy's garage Driving all night, chasing some mirage Pretty soon little girl I'm gonna take charge. The dogs on main street howl, 'cause they understand, If I could take one moment into my hands Mister, I ain't a boy, no, I'm a man, And I believe in a promised land. I've done my best to live the right way I get up every morning and go to work each day But your eyes go blind and your blood runs cold Sometimes I feel so weak I just want to explode Explode and tear this town apart Take a knife and cut this pain from my heart Find somebody itching for something to start The dogs on main street howl, 'cause they understand, If I could take one moment into my hands Mister, I ain't a boy, no, I'm a man, And I believe in a promised land. There's a dark cloud rising from the desert floor I packed my bags and I'm heading straight into the storm Gonna be a twister to blow everything down That ain't got the faith to stand its ground Blow away the dreams that tear you apart Blow away the dreams that break your heart Blow away the lies that leave you nothing but lost and brokenhearted The dogs on main street howl, 'cause they understand, If I could take one moment into my hands Mister, I ain't a boy, no, I'm a man, And I believe in a promised land I believe in a promised land... |
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from Bruce Springsteen - Greetings From Asbury Park, N.J./The Wild, The Innocent & The E Street Shuffle/Darkness On The Edge Of Town (2002)
On a rattlesnake speedway in the Utah desert
I pick up my money and head back into town Driving cross the Waynesboro county line I got the radio on and I'm just killing time Working all day in my daddy's garage Driving all night chasing some mirage Pretty soon little girl I'm gonna take charge The dogs on Main Street howl 'cause they understand If I could take one moment into my hands Mister I ain't a boy, no I'm a man And I believe in a promised land I've done my best to live the right way I get up every morning and go to work each day But your eyes go blind and your blood runs cold Sometimes I feel so weak I just want to explode Explode and tear this whole town apart Take a knife and cut this pain from my heart Find somebody itching for something to start The dogs on Main Street howl 'cause they understand If I could take one moment into my hands Mister I ain't a boy, no I'm a man And I believe in a promised land There's a dark cloud rising from the desert floor I packed my bags and I'm heading straight into the storm Gonna be a twister to blow everything down That ain't got the faith to stand its ground Blow away the dreams that tear you apart Blow away the dreams that break your heart Blow away the lies that leave you nothing but lost and brokenhearted The dogs on Main Street howl 'cause they understand If I could take one moment into my hands Mister I ain't a boy, no I'm a man And I believe in a promised land |
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from Bruce Springsteen - Greetings From Asbury Park, N.J./The Wild, The Innocent And The E Street Shuffle/Darkness On The Edge Of Town (3 Pak Longbox For Costco Only) (2004)
On a rattlesnake speedway in the Utah desert
I pick up my money and head back into town Driving cross the Waynesboro county line I got the radio on and I'm just killing time Working all day in my daddy's garage Driving all night chasing some mirage Pretty soon little girl I'm gonna take charge The dogs on Main Street howl 'cause they understand If I could take one moment into my hands Mister I ain't a boy, no I'm a man And I believe in a promised land I've done my best to live the right way I get up every morning and go to work each day But your eyes go blind and your blood runs cold Sometimes I feel so weak I just want to explode Explode and tear this whole town apart Take a knife and cut this pain from my heart Find somebody itching for something to start The dogs on Main Street howl 'cause they understand If I could take one moment into my hands Mister I ain't a boy, no I'm a man And I believe in a promised land There's a dark cloud rising from the desert floor I packed my bags and I'm heading straight into the storm Gonna be a twister to blow everything down That ain't got the faith to stand its ground Blow away the dreams that tear you apart Blow away the dreams that break your heart Blow away the lies that leave you nothing but lost and brokenhearted The dogs on Main Street howl 'cause they understand If I could take one moment into my hands Mister I ain't a boy, no I'm a man And I believe in a promised land |
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from Bruce Springsteen - 18 Tracks (1999)
Johnny works in a factory and Billy works downtown
Terry works in a rock and roll band Lookin' for that million-dollar sound I got a little job down in Darlington But some nights I don't go Some nights I go to the drive-in, or some nights I stay home I followed that dream just like those guys do up on the screen And I drive a Challenger down Route 9 through the dead ends and all the bad scenes And when the promise was broken, I cashed in a few of my dream Well now I built that Challenger by myself But I needed money and so I sold it I lived a secret I should'a kept to myself But I got drunk one night and I told it All my life I fought this fight The fight that no man can never win Every day it just gets harder to live This dream I'm believing in Thunder Road, oh baby you were so right Thunder Road there's something dyin' on the highway tonight I won big once and I hit the coast But somehow I paid the big cost Inside I felt like I was carryin' the broken spirits Of all the other ones who lost When the promise is broken you go on living But it steals something from down in your soul Like when the truth is spoken and it don't make no difference Something in your heart goes cold I followed that dream through the southwestern flats That dead ends in two-bit bars And when the promise was broken I was far away from home Sleepin' in the back seat of a borrowed car Thunder Road, for the lost lovers and all the fixed games Thunder Road, for the tires rushing by in the rain Thunder Road, Billy and me we'd always say Thunder Road, we were gonna take it all and throw it all away |
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from Bruce Springsteen - The Promise (2010)
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Johnny works in a factory and Billy works downtown Terry works in a rock and roll band lookin' for that million-dollar sound And I got a little job down in Darlington but some nights I don't go Some nights I go to the drive-in or some nights I stay home I followed that dream just like those guys do up on the screen And I drive a Challenger down Route 9 through the dead ends and all the bad scenes And when the promise was broken, I cashed in a few of my dream. Well, now I built that Challenger by myself but I needed money and so I sold it I lived a secret I should'a kept to myself but I got drunk one night and I told it All my life I fought this fight, the fight that no man can never win Every day it just gets harder to live this dream I'm believing in. Thunder Road, oh baby, you were so right Thunder Road, there's something dyin' on the highway tonight. I won big once and I hit the coast, oh, but somehow I paid the big cost Inside I felt like I was carryin' the broken spirits of all the other ones who lost When the promise is broken, you go on living but it steals something from down in your soul Like when the truth is spoken and it don't make no difference, something in your heart goes cold. Thunder Road, for the lost lovers and all the fixed games Thunder Road, for the tires rushing by in the rain Thunder Road, Billy and me we'd always say. Thunder Road, we were gonna take it all then threw it all away. |
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from Bruce Springsteen - The River (1999)
You make up your mind, you choose the chance you take
You ride to where the highway ends and the desert breaks Out on to an open road you ride until the day You learn to sleep at night with the price you pay Now with their hands held high, they reached out for the open skies And in one last breath they built the roads they'd ride to their death Driving on through the night, unable to break away From the restless pull of the price you pay Oh, the price you pay, oh, the price you pay Now you can't walk away from the price you pay Now they'd come so far and they'd waited so long Just to end up caught in a dream where everything goes wrong Where the dark of night holds back the light of day And you've gotta stand and fight for the price you pay Oh, the price you pay, oh, the price you pay Now you can't walk away from the price you pay Little girl down on the strand With that pretty little baby in your hands Do you remember the story of the promised land How he crossed the desert sands And could not enter the chosen land On the banks of the river he stayed To face the price you pay So let the games start, you better run you little wild heart You can run through all the nights and all the days But just across the county line, a stranger passing through put up a sign That counts the men fallen away to the price you pay, and girl before the end of the day, I'm gonna tear it down and throw it away |
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from Bruce Springsteen - The River (1999)
You make up your mind, you choose the chance you take
You ride to where the highway ends and the desert breaks Out on to an open road you ride until the day You learn to sleep at night with the price you pay Now with their hands held high, they reached out for the open skies And in one last breath they built the roads they'd ride to their death Driving on through the night, unable to break away From the restless pull of the price you pay Oh, the price you pay, oh, the price you pay Now you can't walk away from the price you pay Now they'd come so far and they'd waited so long Just to end up caught in a dream where everything goes wrong Where the dark of night holds back the light of day And you've gotta stand and fight for the price you pay Oh, the price you pay, oh, the price you pay Now you can't walk away from the price you pay Little girl down on the strand With that pretty little baby in your hands Do you remember the story of the promised land How he crossed the desert sands And could not enter the chosen land On the banks of the river he stayed To face the price you pay So let the games start, you better run you little wild heart You can run through all the nights and all the days But just across the county line, a stranger passing through put up a sign That counts the men fallen away to the price you pay, and girl before the end of the day, I'm gonna tear it down and throw it away |
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from Bruce Springsteen - The Ghost Of Tom Joad (2000)
He rode the rails since the great depression Fifty years out on the skids He said you don't cross nobody You'll be all right out here kid Left my family in Pennsylvania Searchin' for work I hit the road I met Frank in east Texas In a freight yard blown through with snow From New Mexico to Colorado California to the sea Frank he showed me the ropes, sir Just till I could get back on my feet I hoed sugar beets outside of Firebaugh I picked the peaches from the Marysville tree They bunked us in a barn just like animals Me and a hundred others just like me We split up come the springtime I never seen Frank again 'Cept one rainy night he blew by me on grainer Shouted my name and disappeared in the rain and the wind They found him shot dead outside Stockton His body lyin' on a muddy hill Nothin' taken, nothin' stolen Somebody killed him just to kill Late that summer I was rollin' through the plains of Texas A vision passed before my eyes A small house sittin' trackside With the glow of the saviours beautiful light A woman stood cookin' in the kitchen Kid sat at the table with his old man Now I wonder does my son miss me Does he wonder where I am Tonight I pick my campsite carefully Outside the Sacramento Yard Gather some wood and light a fire In the early winter dark Wind whistling cold I pull my coat around me Make some coffee and stare out into the black night I lie awake, I lie awake sir With my machete by my side My Jesus your gracious love and mercy Tonight I'm sorry could not fill my heart Like one good rifle And the name of who I ought to kill |
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from Bruce Springsteen - Human Touch (1992)
My soul went walkin' but I stayed here
Feel like I been workin' for a thousand years Chippin' away at this chain of my own lies Climbin' a wall a hundred miles high Well I woke up this morning on the other side Yeah yeah this is the long goodbye Hey yeah this is the long goodbye Same old faces it's the same old town What once was laughs is draggin' me now Wailin' on rain hangin' on for love Words of forgiveness from some God above Ain't no words of mercy comin' from on high Oh no just a long goodbye Yeah yeah just one long goodbye Well I went to leave twenty years ago Since then I guess I been packin' kinda slow Sure did like that admirin' touch Guess I like'd it a little too much The moon is high and here I am Sittin' here with this hammer in hand One more drink oughta ease the pain Starin' at that last link in the chain Well let's raise our glass and let this hammer fly Hey yeah this is the long goodbye Hey yeah this is the long goodbye Kiss me baby and we're gonna fly Hey yeah this is the long goodbye Yeah yeah this is the long goodbye Hey yeah this is the long goodbye Kiss me baby 'cause we're gonna ride Yeah yeah this is the long goodbye |
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from Bruce Springsteen - The Promise (2010)
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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from Bruce Springsteen - The Ghost Of Tom Joad (2000)
I got my discharge from Fort Irwin
took a place on the San Diego county line felt funny bein' a civilian again it'd been some time my wife had died a year ago I was still tryin' to find my way back whole went to work for the INS on the line With the California Border Patrol Bobby Ramirez was a ten-year veteran We became friends his family was from Guanajuato so the job it was different for him He said' ""They risk death in the deserts and mountains"" pay all they got to the smugglers rings, we send 'em home and they come right back again Carl, hunger is a powerful thing."" Well I was good at doin' what I was told kept my uniform pressed and clean at night I chased their shadows through the arroyos and ravines drug runners, farmers with their families, young women with little children by their sides come night we'd wait out in the canyons and try to keep 'em from crossin' the line Well the first time that I saw her she was in the holdin' pen Our eyes met and she looked away then she looked back again her hair was black as coal her eyes reminded me of what I'd lost she had a young child cryin' in her arms and I asked, ""Senora, is there anything I can do"" There's a bar in Tijuana where me and Bobby drink alongside the same people we'd sent back the day before we met there she said her name was Louisa she was from sonora and had just come north we danced and I held her in my arms and I knew what I would do she said she had some family in Madera county if she, her child and her younger brother could just get through At night they come across the levy in the searchlights dusty glow we'd rush 'em in our Broncos and force 'em back down into the river below she climbed into my truck she leaned towards me and we kissed as we drove her brothers shirt slipped open and I saw the tape across his chest We were just about on the highway when Bobby's jeep come up in the dust on my right I pulled over and let my engine run and stepped out into his lights I felt myself movin' felt my gun restin' 'neath my hand we stood there starin' at each other as off through the arroyo she ran Bobby Ramirez he never said nothin' 6 months later I left the line I drifted to the central valley and took what work I could find at night I searched the local bars and the migrant towns Lookin' for my Louisa with the black hair fallin' down |
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from Bruce Springsteen - Tracks (1999)
Two kids get married, same old thing
Folks congratulate you, church bells ring Who's got the ring, who's gonna pay the priest Get your mama in the paper, picture or two at least And at the reception all the old records play "Where you gonna live, are you gonna taker her away?" In a corner my new nephew's showin' me his knife You swore that you'd love her for the rest of your life Went to kiss you at the altar we bumped heads Honeymoon night we figured we best shake on it instead Dressed kinda funny, laughin' we hop in bed You can swear it on your feet, you can swear it on your head Come mornin' my new famlily's sitting on the front porch swing Smilin' kinda funny, nobody says a thing My new brother-in-law's throwin' a football, he tosses me a pass |
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Subject : Bruce Springsteen - The Wrestler
