Mary Queen of Arkansas Bruce Springsteen

Mary Queen of Arkansas Mary Queen of Arkansas, It's not too early for dreamin' The sky is grown with cloud seed sown And a bastard's love can be redeeming Mary, my Queen, your soft hulk is reviving

Mary Mary Bruce Springsteen

I heard they seen you yesterday in Charles Town I heard about that story going round round All I got's a book of love with pages worn clean through A circle of gold and one bleeding tattoo Mary, Mary,

Does this Bus Stop at 82nd Street? Bruce Springsteen

Hey bus driver keep the change, bless your children, give them names, don't trust men who walk with canes drink this and you'll grow wings on your feet Broadway Mary, Joan Fontaine, advertiser on

MARY LOU Bruce Springsteen

You're scrapbook's filled with pictures of all your leading men Well baby don't put my picture in there with them Don't make us some little girl's dream that can never come true Oh baby don't do it

Queen Of The Supermarket Bruce Springsteen

And the cool promise of ecstasy fills the air At the end of each working day she's waiting there I'm in love with the Queen of the Supermarket As the evening sky turns blue A dream awaits in aisle

ROCK AWAY THE DAYS Bruce Springsteen

Billy got out of prison but he wasn't right Some like to drink or gamble, Billy liked to fight He tracked back to his home state of Maryland Went to his mom's mobile home where she took hin in, alright

Rockaway The Days Bruce Springsteen

Billy got out of prison but he wasn't right Some like to drink or gamble, Billy liked to fight He tracked back to his home state of Maryland Went to his mom's mobile home where she took hin in, alright

Oh, Mary, Don't You Weep Bruce Springsteen

Oh, Mary, don't you weep Tell Martha not to moan Pharaoh's army drowned in the Red Sea Oh, Mary, don't you weep Tell Martha not to moan If I could I surely would Stand on the rock where Moses

STAND ON IT Bruce Springsteen

Well Jimmy Lee was hookin' 'round the far turn of a funky southern Florida dirt track He had mud caked on his goggles and a screamin' 350 stacked up on his back Well as he passed the stands he was

The River Bruce Springsteen

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 ride out of that valley

River Bruce Springsteen

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 ride out of that valley

The River Bruce Springsteen

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

Jesus Was An Only Son Bruce Springsteen

Jesus was an only son As he walked up Calvary Hill His mother Mary walking beside him In the path where his blood spilled Jesus was an only son In the hills of Nazareth As he lay reading the Psalms

ELOISE Bruce Springsteen

Well what power of God does a nun use to hold a parish priest And what makes a good cop let go a beautiful thief Oh and how does a queen know She got hold that man with honey Oh and what makes

War Nurse Bruce Springsteen

noble pose Caring for our young boys When a bullet laid him low She would hover over them and cry And pulled the covers over them when they died She was just another lonesome lady....lover....sister of

Bring on the night Bruce Springsteen

I lie in bed but baby I can't sleep no matter how hard I try There's something bad, baby, wrong with me whenever I close my eyes The dreams of Mary keep me awake with every little curve in place When

The River (Live) Bruce Springsteen

We got to where we'd fight so much that I'd spend a lot of time out of the house. In the summertime it wasn't so bad, 'cause it was warm and your friends were out, but in the winter...

Reason to Believe Bruce Springsteen

a stick Got his car door flung open he's standin' out on highway 31 Like if he stood there long enough that dog'd get up and run Struck me kinda funny seem kinda funny sir to me Still at the end of

The Rising Bruce Springsteen

" The Rising " 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

Rising Bruce Springsteen

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′

SOUTHERN SON Bruce Springsteen

knee I learned the Union songs Grandma sang lullabies in Dixie And though the Northern winters fills my heart with joy It's the Southern sun that shines down On this Yankee boy Well mama dreams of

IF I WAS THE PRIEST Bruce Springsteen

I were the priest If my lady was an heiress and my mama was a thief Oh and Papa rode shotgun for the Fargo line There's still too many outlaws Tryin' to work the same line Now old sweet Virgin Mary

Terry's Song Bruce Springsteen

Terry`s Song Bruce Springstee n Well they built the Titanic to be one of a kind but many ships have ruled the seas They built the Eiffel Tower to stand alone but they could build another if they

MARIE Bruce Springsteen

Marie, she comes to me in the twilight When the wind blows down across the river So cold, the fishermen cry She rapes me in a rage of rainbow violence Till my bare nerves, they sing Like the strings

Thunder Road Bruce Springsteen

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

Thunder Road (Live at Warner Hollywood Studios, Los Angeles, CA - September 1992) Bruce Springsteen

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

Gypsy Biker Bruce Springsteen

Gypsy Biker Bruce Springstee n The speculators made their money on the blood you shed Your momma's pulled the sheets up off your bed Profiteers on Jhames Street sold your shoes and clothes Ain't

The Hitter Bruce Springsteen

I was no more than a kid when you put me on the Southern Queen. With the police on my back I fled to New Orleans. Well I fought in the dockyards for the the money that I made.

streets of philadelphia bruce springsteen

and battered and I couldn't tell what I felt I was unrecognizable to myself Saw my reflection in a window I didn't know my own face Oh brother are you gonna leave me wasting away On the streets of

Streets of Philadelphia Bruce Springsteen

battered I couldn't tell what I felt I was unrecognizable to myself I saw my reflection in a window I didn't know my own face oh brother are you gonna leave me wasn't in away streets of

Streets of Fire Bruce Springsteen

your eyes are tired and there's someone at your door And you realize you wanna let go And the weak lies and the cold walls you embrace Eat at your insides and leave you face to face with Streets of

Streets Of Philadelphia Bruce Springsteen

and I couldn't tell what I felt I was unrecognizable to myself I saw my reflection in a window I didn't know my own face Oh brother are you gonna leave me Wasting away On the streets of

Streets of Philadelphia Bruce Springsteen

battered I couldn't tell what I felt I was unrecognizable to myself I saw my reflection in a window I didn't know my own face oh brother are you gonna leave me wasn't in away streets of

Streets Of Philadelphia Bruce Springsteen

and battered and I couldn't tell what I felt I was unrecognizable to myself Saw my reflection in a window I didn't know my own face Oh brother are you gonna leave me wasting away On the streets of

Tunnel Of Love Bruce Springsteen

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

Hearts of Stone Bruce Springsteen

Hearts of Stone You stare at the mirror At the lines in your face And you try to see girl The way things were When we were at your place In the days it was just you an me, girl And you cry because

WAGES OF SIN Bruce Springsteen

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,

Book Of Dreams Bruce Springsteen

in the backyard Listening to the party Inside Tonight I'm drinkin' in the forgiveness This life provides The scars we carry remain but the pain slips away it seems Oh won't you baby be in my book of

Leap Of Faith Bruce Springsteen

All over the world the rain was pourin' I was scratchin' where it itched Oh heartbreak and despair got nothing but boring So I grabbed you baby like a wild pitch It takes a leap of faith to get

Kingdom Of Days Bruce Springsteen

With you I don't hear the minutes ticking by I don't feel the hours as they fl I don't see the summer as it wanes Just a subtle change of light upon your face Walk away, walk away, walk away, walk

Code Of Silence Bruce Springsteen

There′s a code of silence that we don′t dare speak There′s a wall between and the river′s deep We keep pretending that there′s nothing wrong But there′s a code of silence and it can′t go on Is the

City Of Night Bruce Springsteen

Taxi Cab, Taxi Cab, at the lightWon't you take me on a ride through this city of nightI got some money and I'm feeling fineI ain't in no hurry so just take your timeSome people wanna die young and gloriouslyBut

Devil's Arcade Bruce Springsteen

Devil`s Arcade Bruce Springstee n Remember the morning we dug up your gun The worms in the barrel the hanging sun Those first nervous evenings of perfume and gin The lost smell on your breath

Hunter Of Invisible Game (Feat. Tom Morello) Bruce Springsteen

I hauled myself up out of a ditch I built me an ark out of gopher wood and pitch Sat down by the roadside and waited on the rain Honey, I'm the hunter of invisible game Well I woke last night to the heavy

We Take Care Of Our Own Bruce Springsteen

I`ve been knockin` on the door there`s Of throne I`ve been lookin` for the map that leads me home I`ve been stumblin` on good hearts turned to stone Those good intentions have gone dry as bone

COWBOYS OF THE SEA Bruce Springsteen

They ride beneath the waves at 20,000 leagues On stallions stitched to seaweed strands So smiling, so smiling They herd the fishes of the deep They ride for you and me They ranch the rich and the

Matamoros Banks Bruce Springsteen

(Each year many die crossing the deserts, mountains and rivers of our southern border in search of a better life.

RICKY WANTS A MAN OF HER OWN Bruce Springsteen

Well look out mama, your little girl she has changed She cut her baby curls and she's got her act rearranged Well look out daddy, what she needs now she can't find at home Oh Ricky wants a man of

Livin' In The Future Bruce Springsteen

Livin` In The Future Bruce Springstee n A letter come blowin' in On an ill wind Somethin' 'bout me and you Never seein' one another again And what I knew had come Stars struck deaf and dumb Like

I'll Work For Your Love Bruce Springsteen

I`ll Work For Your Love Bruce Springstee n Pour me a drink Theresa in one of those glasses you dust off And I'll watch the bones in your back like the stations of the cross 'Round your hair the