Bruce Springsteen - Tekstovi pesama
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WHEN YOU'RE ALONE
Times were though 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 lit 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 some day honey
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
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
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 about 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 honey where love goes
But when it goes it's gone gone
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
Times were though 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 lit 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 some day honey
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
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
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 about 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 honey where love goes
But when it goes it's gone gone
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
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WHERE THE BANDS ARE
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
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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WHITE LIES
Your scrapbook's filled with pictures
Of all your leading men
Oh baby don't put my picture
In there with them
Oh don't make us some little girl's dream
That can not ever really ever come true
Baby don't do it to me
I won't do it to you
You see all the romantic movies
You dream and take the boy's home
But when the action fades girl
You're left there all alone
----------?
----------?
----------?
---------to see the late late show
----------?
--------do it?
--------to him to her?
---make you cry like you do girl
Now every night you go out looking
For true love's satisfaction
But in the morning you always end up
Settling for just lights, camera, action
In another cameo role
With some bit play you're befriending
You're gonna go broken hearted
Looking for that happy ending
Well girl you're gonna you're gonna end up
Just another lonely ticket sold
Crying alone in the theater
At the end of the show
Don't make us some little girl's dream
That can not ever really ever come true
Baby don't do it to me
I won't do it to you
Yeah, I won't do it to you
Your scrapbook's filled with pictures
Of all your leading men
Oh baby don't put my picture
In there with them
Oh don't make us some little girl's dream
That can not ever really ever come true
Baby don't do it to me
I won't do it to you
You see all the romantic movies
You dream and take the boy's home
But when the action fades girl
You're left there all alone
----------?
----------?
----------?
---------to see the late late show
----------?
--------do it?
--------to him to her?
---make you cry like you do girl
Now every night you go out looking
For true love's satisfaction
But in the morning you always end up
Settling for just lights, camera, action
In another cameo role
With some bit play you're befriending
You're gonna go broken hearted
Looking for that happy ending
Well girl you're gonna you're gonna end up
Just another lonely ticket sold
Crying alone in the theater
At the end of the show
Don't make us some little girl's dream
That can not ever really ever come true
Baby don't do it to me
I won't do it to you
Yeah, I won't do it to you
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WHITE TOWN
Its midnight down in sector two
Little girl walkin dressed in innocence and cool
Only fourteen and dressed up for the score
Hold that breath now boy, he(? )
She dances, baby, to the beat
Of breaking glass and running feet
Down in white town
Down in white town
Down in white town
Oh, she comes home from work and grabs something to eat
Turn the corner and walks down her street
In a row of houses, chic, shiny and dirty and grey
Disappears like the scenery in another mans play
And as she dances, oh, to the beat
Oh the trooper stickin dresses for the number on the sheet
Down in white town
Down in white town
Down in white town
Down in white town
Yeah, mr. outside, youre walkin so free
If you turn your eyes so you dont see
You act like youre the hand turns the key
And you become the hand that turns the key
And no matter how I try I cannot understand
The way that they will turn a man
Into a stranger in his own land
Down in white town
Down in white town
Yeah, mr. outside, youre walkin so free
If you turn your eyes so you dont see
You act like youre the hand turns the key
And you become the hand that turns the key
And no matter how I try I cannot understand
The way that they will turn a man
Into a stranger in his own land
Down in white town
(repeat to fade)
Its midnight down in sector two
Little girl walkin dressed in innocence and cool
Only fourteen and dressed up for the score
Hold that breath now boy, he(? )
She dances, baby, to the beat
Of breaking glass and running feet
Down in white town
Down in white town
Down in white town
Oh, she comes home from work and grabs something to eat
Turn the corner and walks down her street
In a row of houses, chic, shiny and dirty and grey
Disappears like the scenery in another mans play
And as she dances, oh, to the beat
Oh the trooper stickin dresses for the number on the sheet
Down in white town
Down in white town
Down in white town
Down in white town
Yeah, mr. outside, youre walkin so free
If you turn your eyes so you dont see
You act like youre the hand turns the key
And you become the hand that turns the key
And no matter how I try I cannot understand
The way that they will turn a man
Into a stranger in his own land
Down in white town
Down in white town
Yeah, mr. outside, youre walkin so free
If you turn your eyes so you dont see
You act like youre the hand turns the key
And you become the hand that turns the key
And no matter how I try I cannot understand
The way that they will turn a man
Into a stranger in his own land
Down in white town
(repeat to fade)
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WHO'LL STOP THE RAIN
When long as i remember
the rain been falling down
clowdes of mystry fallin
confussion on the ground
Good men through the ages
tryin to find the sun
but i wonder,yea i wonder
who'll stop the rain
When i went down virginia
seekin'shelter from the storm
just caught up in the table
We watched the flower grow
We born and plan a new deals
Yea wrappped in gold and chains
When i wonder,yea i wonder
who'll stop the rain
Heard the singer sayin'
here we bangain here for more
When the crowd they rushed together
Just tryin' to keep warm
But still the rain keeps falling
Fallin' through this years
And i wonder,yea i wonder
Who'll stop the rain
well I wanna know, or i wanna know
I wanna know,or how i wanna know (till fade)
When long as i remember
the rain been falling down
clowdes of mystry fallin
confussion on the ground
Good men through the ages
tryin to find the sun
but i wonder,yea i wonder
who'll stop the rain
When i went down virginia
seekin'shelter from the storm
just caught up in the table
We watched the flower grow
We born and plan a new deals
Yea wrappped in gold and chains
When i wonder,yea i wonder
who'll stop the rain
Heard the singer sayin'
here we bangain here for more
When the crowd they rushed together
Just tryin' to keep warm
But still the rain keeps falling
Fallin' through this years
And i wonder,yea i wonder
Who'll stop the rain
well I wanna know, or i wanna know
I wanna know,or how i wanna know (till fade)
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WILD BILLY'S CIRCUS STORY
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 swallowers blade,Circus town?s on the shortwaveWell 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 and the midget licks his fingers and suffers missy bimbo?s scornCircus town?s been born.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 zambini?s watch marguarita do her neck twist,And the ringmaster gets the crowd to count along: 95, 96, 97.A ragged suitcase in his hand, he steals silently away from the circus grounds,And the highway?s haunted by the carnival soundsThey 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 townJesus, send some sweet women to save all your clownsAnd 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, 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 and whispers into the little boy?s ear, hey son you want to try the big top? All aboard, nebraska?s our next stop.
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 swallowers blade,Circus town?s on the shortwaveWell 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 and the midget licks his fingers and suffers missy bimbo?s scornCircus town?s been born.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 zambini?s watch marguarita do her neck twist,And the ringmaster gets the crowd to count along: 95, 96, 97.A ragged suitcase in his hand, he steals silently away from the circus grounds,And the highway?s haunted by the carnival soundsThey 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 townJesus, send some sweet women to save all your clownsAnd 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, 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 and 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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WILD KISSES
Well, mister, you see that girl walking down the street
That little girl, she used to turn 'em on
Wild kisses and a heart that's oh-so-sweet
In the middle of the night.
And now, wild kisses seem to settle down
Afraid to get my feet back on the ground
...
I'm gonna meet her tonight
And now my wild world's tumblin' and dancin'? ? ?
...true romancin'
...
Listen to me, baby
I wanna celebrate my dream, girl
I don' wan' no lonely dream, babe
I wanna give everything to my little baby tonight
I gotta... on the track
What she gives me -my god- she break my back
...
...
Wild kisses in the morning
gives me a ... to go on?
...
And now... like dancin'
...true romancin'
Why won't you... heart.. to try?
Listen to me, baby
I want to ..., girl
I want to...
I want to...
[bridge]
I don't want...
...
Listen to my heart, girl
I know...
...
Mister, see that girl walkin' down the street
Well that girl, she used to drive me wild
Wild kisses...
...meet her tonight
Wild kisses and
Well, mister, you see that girl walking down the street
That little girl, she used to turn 'em on
Wild kisses and a heart that's oh-so-sweet
In the middle of the night.
And now, wild kisses
Afraid to get my feet back on the ground
...
I'm gonna meet her tonight
And now my wild world's tumblin' and dancin'? ? ?
...true romancin'
...
Listen to me, baby
I wanna celebrate my dream, girl
I don' wan' no lonely dream, babe
I wanna give everything to my little baby tonight
I gotta... on the track
What she gives me -my god- she break my back
...
...
Wild kisses in the morning
...
And now... like dancin'
...true romancin'
Why won't you... heart.. to try?
Listen to me, baby
I want to ..., girl
I want to...
I want to...
[bridge]
I don't want...
...
Listen to my heart, girl
I know...
...
Mister, see that girl walkin' down the street
Well that girl, she used to drive me wild
Wild kisses...
...meet her tonight
Wild kisses and
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WINGS FOR WHEELS
The screen door slams, christine's (angelina'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 (babe) and i want you only
Don't turn me home again
I just can't face myself alone (in that mirror) again tonight
Don't run back inside, you know just what i'm here for
So you're scared and you're thinking
That maybe you (we) ain't that young anymore
Show a little faith (well woman) there's magic in the night
You ain't a beauty but hey (baby, ah) you're alright
And that's alright with me
This 4/4 she's gonna overheat
Make up your mind girl i gotta get her back out on the street
I know you're lonely like me so baby don't try and fake it
I'm no prince and i can't lay the stars at your feet
But i got this old car and she's pretty tough to beat
There's plenty of room in my front seat, baby if you wanna take it
Oh roll down the window and let the wind blow back your hair
It's like the rushing touch, the dirty wings them highway angels wear
Well tonight we're gonna find out how it feels
I'm gonna trade in your wings - for wheels
Climb in back, heaven's waiting down on the tracks
Ah, mama, come take my hand (well now try hard chrissie to understand)
We're gonna ride all the way to the promised land
Oh i'm gonna dance all the way, dance all the way
(babe if you're born with nothing in your hands
Hey it's your only chance)
Well i don't know but baby i've been told
There's something waiting for us, down that dirty road
Oh take a chance, take a chance, take a chance
(oh i wish you would come
So leave what you've lost, leave what's grown old on thunder road)
Well now i bought this guitar and i learned how to make it talk
I got my car parked out back if you're ready to take that long walk
From your front porch to my front seat
Well i think we could take it all babe, just you and me
Climb in back baby, the ride's for free
Oh come take my hand, we're gonna ride all the way to the promised land
We'll dance all the way
Oh baby i don't know but i've been told
There's something waiting for us, down that dirty road
If we take our chance, take our chance
Now the season's over and i feel it getting cold
I wish i could take you to some sandy beach where we'd never grow old
Ah but baby you know that's just jive
But tonight's bustin' open and i'm alive
Oh do (baby) whay you can to make me feel like a man
But this 4/4/2's gonna overheat
Make up your mind girl, i gotta get her back out on the street
I know you're lonely like me, oh so don't fake it
And maybe i can't lay the stars at your feet
But i got this old car and she's pretty tough to beat
There's plenty of room in my front seat
Oh if you think you can make it, climb in (so christine climb in)
This is town full of losers and baby i was born to win
The screen door slams, christine's (angelina'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 (babe) and i want you only
Don't turn me home again
I just can't face myself alone (in that mirror) again tonight
Don't run back inside, you know just what i'm here for
So you're scared and you're thinking
That maybe you (we) ain't that young anymore
Show a little faith (well woman) there's magic in the night
You ain't a beauty but hey (baby, ah) you're alright
And that's alright with me
This 4/4 she's gonna overheat
Make up your mind girl i gotta get her back out on the street
I know you're lonely like me so baby don't try and fake it
I'm no prince and i can't lay the stars at your feet
But i got this old car and she's pretty tough to beat
There's plenty of room in my front seat, baby if you wanna take it
Oh roll down the window and let the wind blow back your hair
It's like the rushing touch, the dirty wings them highway angels wear
Well tonight we're gonna find out how it feels
I'm gonna trade in your wings - for wheels
Climb in back, heaven's waiting down on the tracks
Ah, mama, come take my hand (well now try hard chrissie to understand)
We're gonna ride all the way to the promised land
Oh i'm gonna dance all the way, dance all the way
(babe if you're born with nothing in your hands
Hey it's your only chance)
Well i don't know but baby i've been told
There's something waiting for us, down that dirty road
Oh take a chance, take a chance, take a chance
(oh i wish you would come
So leave what you've lost, leave what's grown old on thunder road)
Well now i bought this guitar and i learned how to make it talk
I got my car parked out back if you're ready to take that long walk
From your front porch to my front seat
Well i think we could take it all babe, just you and me
Climb in back baby, the ride's for free
Oh come take my hand, we're gonna ride all the way to the promised land
We'll dance all the way
Oh baby i don't know but i've been told
There's something waiting for us, down that dirty road
If we take our chance, take our chance
Now the season's over and i feel it getting cold
I wish i could take you to some sandy beach where we'd never grow old
Ah but baby you know that's just jive
But tonight's bustin' open and i'm alive
Oh do (baby) whay you can to make me feel like a man
But this 4/4/2's gonna overheat
Make up your mind girl, i gotta get her back out on the street
I know you're lonely like me, oh so don't fake it
And maybe i can't lay the stars at your feet
But i got this old car and she's pretty tough to beat
There's plenty of room in my front seat
Oh if you think you can make it, climb in (so christine climb in)
This is town full of losers and baby i was born to win
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WINTER SONG
From their northeast source the sour wind roarsBear gifts fresh from the valley waters.Hallow echoes strip pennsylvania mountain wallsWith their corsets and their old betsy ruffleAnd their slips with pearly white.They stand bulging up against the screen door,A banshee good night.Summer?s sweet and she brings me water,But give me winter, that old icy whore.While summer lies meek and follows orders,Winter cries me! and pulls you through the door.The limp milk tramp cries metal-flake tears.They drip like honey down momma?s leg.You lay watchin? them off. eat a hole in his cloth.He?ll ask, but he don?t beg.Said I?d like to the mademoiselleWho holds the keys to all these doors around the waistAnd rings the bell.Summer?s sweet and she brings me water,But give me winter, that old icy whore.Summer lies meek and follows orders,Winter cries me! and pulls you through the door.With scufflin? sound, the knot-voiced matron makes her rounds,Knockin? on each and every door.With a look like white heat, she sways, salty, sweetAnd leads me ?cross her persian floor.She squeeze? my hand and before her I stood.I was scared. it was dark, but it was good.Summer?s sweet and she brings me water,But give me winter, that old icy whore.While summer lies meek and follows orders,Winter cries me! and pulls me through her door.
From their northeast source the sour wind roarsBear gifts fresh from the valley waters.Hallow echoes strip pennsylvania mountain wallsWith their corsets and their old betsy ruffleAnd their slips with pearly white.They stand bulging up against the screen door,A banshee good night.Summer?s sweet and she brings me water,But give me winter, that old icy whore.While summer lies meek and follows orders,Winter cries me! and pulls you through the door.The limp milk tramp cries metal-flake tears.They drip like honey down momma?s leg.You lay watchin? them off. eat a hole in his cloth.He?ll ask, but he don?t beg.Said I?d like to the mademoiselleWho holds the keys to all these doors around the waistAnd rings the bell.Summer?s sweet and she brings me water,But give me winter, that old icy whore.Summer lies meek and follows orders,Winter cries me! and pulls you through the door.With scufflin? sound, the knot-voiced matron makes her rounds,Knockin? on each and every door.With a look like white heat, she sways, salty, sweetAnd leads me ?cross her persian floor.She squeeze? my hand and before her I stood.I was scared. it was dark, but it was good.Summer?s sweet and she brings me water,But give me winter, that old icy whore.While summer lies meek and follows orders,Winter cries me! and pulls me through her door.
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WITH EVERY WISH
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 choose 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 hard 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...
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 choose 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 hard 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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Re: Bruce Springsteen - Tekstovi pesama
WITHOUT YOU
Monday, I go to work
Tuesday, can't find my shirt
Wednesday, I'm feelin' blue
I'm helpless, darlin'
Without you, without you
Without you, without you
Thursdays, everything's fine
Friday, I'm out of my mind
Friday, I'm out of my mind
Saturday, Sunday too
It's hopeless, darlin'
Without you, without you
Without you, without you
Each and every night of the week
I toss and turn in my sleep
Worryin' if you're all right
Wonderin' where you are tonight
Monday, I go to work
Tuesday, can't find my shirt
Wednesday, I'm feelin' blue
I'm helpless, darlin'
Without you, without you
Without you, without you
Thursdays, everything's fine
Friday, I'm out of my mind
Friday, I'm out of my mind
Saturday, Sunday too
It's hopeless, darlin'
Without you, without you
Without you, without you
Each and every night of the week
I toss and turn in my sleep
Worryin' if you're all right
Wonderin' where you are tonight
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Re: Bruce Springsteen - Tekstovi pesama
WORKING ON THE HIGHWAY
Friday nights 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 Im 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 wed 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...
Friday nights 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 Im 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 wed 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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Re: Bruce Springsteen - Tekstovi pesama
WRECK ON THE HIGHWAY
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
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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Re: Bruce Springsteen - Tekstovi pesama
WRECKING BALL
i was raised out of steel here in the swamps of jersey, some misty years ago
through the mud and the beer, and the blood and the cheers, i've seen champions come and go
so if you got the guts mister, yeah if you've got the balls
if you think it's your time, then step to the line, and bring on your wrecking ball
bring on your wrecking ball
bring on your wrecking ball
come on and take your best shot, let me see what you've got
bring on your wrecking ball
now my home was here in the meadowlands, where mosquitoes grow big as airplanes
here where the blood is spilled, the arena's filled, and giants play the games
so raise up your glasses and let me hear your voices call
come on!
cause tonight all the dead are here, so bring on your wrecking ball
bring on your wrecking ball
bring on your wrecking ball
take your best shot, let me see what you've got
bring on your wrecking ball
yeah we know that come tomorrow, none of this will be here
so hold tight to your anger
yeah, hold tight to your anger
hold tight to your anger, and don't fall to your fear
now when all this steel and these stories, they drift away to rust
and all our youth and beauty, it's been given to the dust
and our game has been decided, and we're burning down the clock
and all our little victories and glories, have turned into parking lots
when your best hopes and desires, are scattered to the wind
and hard times come, and hard times go
and hard times come, and hard times go
and hard times come, and hard times go
and hard times come, and hard times go
and hard times come, and hard times go
they're just gonna come again
bring on your wrecking ball
bring on your wrecking ball
come on and take your best shot, let me see what you've got
bring on your wrecking ball
bring on your wrecking ball
(bring on your wrecking ball)
bring on your wrecking ball
(bring on your wrecking ball)
take your best shot, let me see what you've got,
bring on your wrecking ball
i was raised out of steel here in the swamps of jersey, some misty years ago
through the mud and the beer, and the blood and the cheers, i've seen champions come and go
so if you got the guts mister, yeah if you've got the balls
if you think it's your time, then step to the line, and bring on your wrecking ball
bring on your wrecking ball
bring on your wrecking ball
come on and take your best shot, let me see what you've got
bring on your wrecking ball
now my home was here in the meadowlands, where mosquitoes grow big as airplanes
here where the blood is spilled, the arena's filled, and giants play the games
so raise up your glasses and let me hear your voices call
come on!
cause tonight all the dead are here, so bring on your wrecking ball
bring on your wrecking ball
bring on your wrecking ball
take your best shot, let me see what you've got
bring on your wrecking ball
yeah we know that come tomorrow, none of this will be here
so hold tight to your anger
yeah, hold tight to your anger
hold tight to your anger, and don't fall to your fear
now when all this steel and these stories, they drift away to rust
and all our youth and beauty, it's been given to the dust
and our game has been decided, and we're burning down the clock
and all our little victories and glories, have turned into parking lots
when your best hopes and desires, are scattered to the wind
and hard times come, and hard times go
and hard times come, and hard times go
and hard times come, and hard times go
and hard times come, and hard times go
and hard times come, and hard times go
they're just gonna come again
bring on your wrecking ball
bring on your wrecking ball
come on and take your best shot, let me see what you've got
bring on your wrecking ball
bring on your wrecking ball
(bring on your wrecking ball)
bring on your wrecking ball
(bring on your wrecking ball)
take your best shot, let me see what you've got,
bring on your wrecking ball
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Re: Bruce Springsteen - Tekstovi pesama
WRONG SIDE OF THE STREET
Ah-One, two, three, four
Girl on the edge flippin' off the lamp
There'll be an end, darling, to your endless night
On the other side of the street
Yeah, light on portrait and the light in your face
And you'll be looking for another pretty place
Baby, this side of the street
Well, keep dreaming baby that your desire brings and girl
I know the sadness that you find in things, it's true
If you can't take the heat, what can I do?
Well, you and your poetry and your cuckoo world
Behind your face hides the face of a modern girl
Yeah, on the other side of the street
Yeah, you've got the look as if you own the world
Therefore, you go out there and they say that you can earn
Baby, on this side of the street
Well, you're tired of everyday bringing the same and so you
Go out looking for some strange new games
Well pretty soon you don't know the score anymore
All right!
[guitar solo]
Oh, I know you danger that your desire brings
And I know the strangeness that you'll find
Waiting and you'll see straighter then for you and for me
Yeah
Well turn on the end and baby turn off the lamps
There'll be an end, darling, to your endless night
On the wrong side of the street
Yeah and everyday, well, it just brings the same
You started looking for some other strange new game
On the wrong side of the street
Well, your desires for your sweet confusion
I'll walk away then, I don't buy your delusions
I'll see, open your eyes and see, girl
All right
Ah-One, two, three, four
Girl on the edge flippin' off the lamp
There'll be an end, darling, to your endless night
On the other side of the street
Yeah, light on portrait and the light in your face
And you'll be looking for another pretty place
Baby, this side of the street
Well, keep dreaming baby that your desire brings and girl
I know the sadness that you find in things, it's true
If you can't take the heat, what can I do?
Well, you and your poetry and your cuckoo world
Behind your face hides the face of a modern girl
Yeah, on the other side of the street
Yeah, you've got the look as if you own the world
Therefore, you go out there and they say that you can earn
Baby, on this side of the street
Well, you're tired of everyday bringing the same and so you
Go out looking for some strange new games
Well pretty soon you don't know the score anymore
All right!
[guitar solo]
Oh, I know you danger that your desire brings
And I know the strangeness that you'll find
Waiting and you'll see straighter then for you and for me
Yeah
Well turn on the end and baby turn off the lamps
There'll be an end, darling, to your endless night
On the wrong side of the street
Yeah and everyday, well, it just brings the same
You started looking for some other strange new game
On the wrong side of the street
Well, your desires for your sweet confusion
I'll walk away then, I don't buy your delusions
I'll see, open your eyes and see, girl
All right
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Re: Bruce Springsteen - Tekstovi pesama
YOU CAN LOOK
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"
You can look but you better not touch boy
You can look but you better not touch
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
You can look...
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
You can look...
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"
You can look but you better not touch boy
You can look but you better not touch
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
You can look...
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
You can look...
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Re: Bruce Springsteen - Tekstovi pesama
YOU GOTTA FIGHT
Little girl in these changing times
You got to move on or left behind
Every day is a battle again
And the state of future looks so damned
... ... allright
And if you get it right
...
...
...
Well you just got to fight for what you want
You got to fight for what you want 2x
For what you want
...
Every guide (or better 'guy'?) leaves you so confused
... which way to turn
...
Oh yeah ...
All night ...
... ... with that stone
Remember that
You got to fight for what you want 3x
For what you want
...
Got to fight for what you want
You got to fight for what you want
Little girl in these changing times
You got to move on or left behind
Every day is a battle again
And the state of future looks so damned
... ... allright
And if you get it right
...
...
...
Well you just got to fight for what you want
You got to fight for what you want 2x
For what you want
...
Every guide (or better 'guy'?) leaves you so confused
... which way to turn
...
Oh yeah ...
All night ...
... ... with that stone
Remember that
You got to fight for what you want 3x
For what you want
...
Got to fight for what you want
You got to fight for what you want
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Re: Bruce Springsteen - Tekstovi pesama
YOU MEAN SO MUCH TO ME BABY
Well, she comes to me like a childhood soul
Or an old time friend I ain't seen so long
When she sings to me, it's like a loving song
She can be so sweet, she don't do me no wrong
You mean so much to me, baby
You know you drive me crazy
You mean so much to me, baby
I want you for my girl
Well, sometimes she's like a baby playing with a toy,
Then she's so much woman she makes me feel like a little boy
And when she comes to me, and she's all alone,
And she cries: "Oh daddy, oh Daddy make me strong!"
That's when she means so much to me baby,
You know you drive me crazy
You mean so much to me, baby
I want you for my girl
Well, she comes to me like a childhood soul
Or an old time friend I ain't seen so long
When she sings to me, it's like a loving song
She can be so sweet, she don't do me no wrong
You mean so much to me, baby
You know you drive me crazy
You mean so much to me, baby
I want you for my girl
Well, sometimes she's like a baby playing with a toy,
Then she's so much woman she makes me feel like a little boy
And when she comes to me, and she's all alone,
And she cries: "Oh daddy, oh Daddy make me strong!"
That's when she means so much to me baby,
You know you drive me crazy
You mean so much to me, baby
I want you for my girl
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Re: Bruce Springsteen - Tekstovi pesama
YOU'LL BE COMIN' DOWN
White roses and misty blue eyes
Red mornings and nothing but grey skies
A cup of coffee, your heart shot clean through
Jacket you bought me gone daisy grey-blue
You're smilin' now but you'll find out
They'll use you up and spit you out now
Your head's spinnin' in diamonds and clouds
But pretty soon it turns out
You'll be comin' down now baby
You'll be comin' down
What goes around it comes around and
You'll be comin' down
Easy street and quick buck and true lies
Smile's as sad as those dusky blue skies
A silver plate of pearls my golden child
It's all yours at least for a little while
You'll be fine long as your pretty face holds out
Then it's gonna get pretty cold out
Endless streams of stars shootin' by
You got your hopes on high
You'll be comin' down now baby
You'll be comin' down
What goes around it comes around and
You'll be comin' down
For a while you'll go sparkling by
Just another pretty thing on high
[Sax solo]
Like a thief on a Sunday morning
It all falls apart with no warning
Satin sky's gone candy-apple green
The crushed metal of your little fine machine
You'll be comin' down now baby
You'll be comin' down
What goes around it comes around and
You'll be comin' down
You'll be comin' down now baby
You'll be comin' down
What goes around it comes around and
You'll be comin' down
White roses and misty blue eyes
Red mornings and nothing but grey skies
A cup of coffee, your heart shot clean through
Jacket you bought me gone daisy grey-blue
You're smilin' now but you'll find out
They'll use you up and spit you out now
Your head's spinnin' in diamonds and clouds
But pretty soon it turns out
You'll be comin' down now baby
You'll be comin' down
What goes around it comes around and
You'll be comin' down
Easy street and quick buck and true lies
Smile's as sad as those dusky blue skies
A silver plate of pearls my golden child
It's all yours at least for a little while
You'll be fine long as your pretty face holds out
Then it's gonna get pretty cold out
Endless streams of stars shootin' by
You got your hopes on high
You'll be comin' down now baby
You'll be comin' down
What goes around it comes around and
You'll be comin' down
For a while you'll go sparkling by
Just another pretty thing on high
[Sax solo]
Like a thief on a Sunday morning
It all falls apart with no warning
Satin sky's gone candy-apple green
The crushed metal of your little fine machine
You'll be comin' down now baby
You'll be comin' down
What goes around it comes around and
You'll be comin' down
You'll be comin' down now baby
You'll be comin' down
What goes around it comes around and
You'll be comin' down
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Datum rođenja : 03.04.1955
Re: Bruce Springsteen - Tekstovi pesama
YOU'RE MISSING
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 have
Too much room in my bed, too 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
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 have
Too much room in my bed, too 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
Phase- Administrator
Datum upisa : 09.02.2014Za broj objavljenih porukaZlatna HarmonikaZa broj kreiranih temaZlatan GramafonZa broj temaZlatan MikrofonZa broj lajkovaZlatan KljucZa broj prijatelja (Zahtev je prihvacen)Zlatna Nota
Datum rođenja : 03.04.1955
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