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Here are more of my favioriet song lyrics..
Brothers under the Bridge
words and music by Bruce Springsteen
Saigon, it was all gone The same Coke machines As the streets I grew on
Down in a mesquite canyon We come walking along the ridge
Me and the brothers under the bridge
Campsite's an hour's walk from the nearest road to town
Up here there's too much brush and canyon For the CHP choppers to touch down
Ain't lookin' for nothin', just wanna live
Me and the brothers under the bridge
Come the Santa Ana's, man, that dry brush'll light
Billy Devon got burned up in his own campfire one winter night
We buried his body in the white stone high up along the ridge
Me and the brothers under the bridge
Had enough of town and the street life
Over nothing you end up on the wrong end of someone's knife
Now I don't want no trouble And I ain't got none to give
Me and the brothers under the bridge
I come home in '72 You were just a beautiul light In your mama's dark eyes of blue
I stood down on the tarmac, I was just a kid
Me and the brothers under the bridge
Come Veterans' Day I sat in the stands in my dress blues
I held your mother's hand When they passed with the red, white and blue
One minute you're right there ... and something slips...
BORN IN THE U.S.A.
Born down in a dead man's town The first kick I took was when I hit the ground
You end up like a dog that's been beat too much
'Til you spend half your life just covering up
CHORUS Born in the U.S.A. Born in the U.S.A. Born in the U.S.A. Born in the U.S.A.
I got in a little hometown jam
And so they put a rifle in my hands
Sent me off to Vietnam To go and kill the yellow man
CHORUS
Come back home to the refinery Hiring man says "Son if it was up to me"
I go down to see the V.A. man He said "Son don't you understand"
CHORUS
I had a buddy at Khe Sahn Fighting off the Viet Cong
They're still there, he's all gone
He had a little girl in Saigon
I got a picture of him in her arms
Down in the shadow of the penitentiary Out by the gas fires of the refinery
I'm ten years down the road Nowhere to run, ain't got nowhere to go
I'm a long gone Daddy in the U.S.A.
Born in the U.S.A. I'm a cool rocking Daddy in the U.S.A.
Born in the U.S.A.
