Showing posts with label Bruce Springsteen. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bruce Springsteen. Show all posts

Monday, 25 August 2025

'I WILL LOVE YOU WITH ALL THE MADNESS IN MY SOUL...'

There are people who accompany you throughout your life and who make you happier, especially in those difficult moments when you need to disconnect or reconnect. It can be an athlete, whom you follow and enjoy her triumphs; a writer, whom you read and accompany you in the moments of greatest solitude or a musician, whose songs accompany you at all times and mark you forever.

Today is the 50th anniversary of the publication of one of the most spectacular works that the history of music has ever produced: Born to run by Bruce Springsteen. It is very difficult to choose a single song from this entire masterpiece, although The Grandma's favourite song has always been Thunder Road, a song about resilience and continuing forward despite setbacks and difficulties, but the song that gives the title to this work Born to run, is no less spectacular and, just like with Thunder Road, encourages us to keep going and not give up, because that is what it is always about: not giving up.

Thank you, Bruce. We have always followed you, since that unforgettable concert at the Palau dels Esports in Barcelona in 1981, and we will continue to do so. Thank you for being the soundtrack of our lives, for writing such spectacular songs and for accompanying them with this music that is so unmistakably yours.

More information: Bruce Springsteen & BCN, I'll see you in my dreams

Born to Run is the third studio album by the American singer-songwriter Bruce Springsteen, released on August 25, 1975, through Columbia Records. 

Co-produced by Springsteen with his manager Mike Appel and the producer Jon Landau, its recording took place in New York. Following the commercial failures of his first two albums, the album marked Springsteen's effort to break into the mainstream and create a commercially successful album. Springsteen sought to emulate Phil Spector's Wall of Sound production, leading to prolonged sessions with the E Street Band lasting from January 1974 to July 1975; six months alone were spent working on the title track.

The album incorporates musical styles including rock and roll, pop rock, R&B, and folk rock. Its character-driven lyrics describe individuals who feel trapped and fantasize about escaping to a better life, conjured via romantic lyrical imagery of highways and travel. Springsteen envisioned the songs taking place over one long summer day and night. They are also less tied to the New Jersey area than his previous work. 

The album cover, featuring Springsteen leaning on E Street Band saxophonist Clarence Clemons's shoulder, is considered iconic and has been imitated by various musicians and in other media.

Supported by an expensive promotional campaign, Born to Run became a commercial success, reaching number three on the US Billboard Top LPs & Tape chart and the top ten in three others. Two singles were released, Born to Run and Tenth Avenue Freeze-Out, the first of which became a radio and live favourite. The album's release generated extensive publicity, leading to backlash from critics who expressed skepticism over whether Springsteen's newfound attention was warranted. Following its release, Springsteen became embroiled in legal issues with Appel, leading him to tour the United States and Europe for almost two years. Upon release, Born to Run received highly positive reviews. Critics praised the storytelling and music, although some viewed its production as excessive and heavy-handed.

Born to Run was Springsteen's breakthrough album. Its success has been attributed to capturing the ideals of a generation of American youths during a decade of political turmoil, war, and issues facing the working class

Over the following decades, the album has become widely regarded as a masterpiece and one of Springsteen's best records. It has appeared on various lists of the greatest albums of all time and was inducted into the National Recording Registry in 2003 by the Library of Congress for being culturally, historically, or aesthetically significant

Born to Run received an expanded reissue in 2005 to celebrate its 30th anniversary, featuring a concert film and a documentary detailing the album's making.

More information: Bruce Springsteen


And when we live amongst ghosts,
Always trying to reach us,
From that shadow world,
And they're with us every step of the way.

Bruce Springsteen

Wednesday, 23 July 2025

THUNDER ROAD... I'M PULLING OUT OF HERE TO WIN

The screen door slams, Mary's dress sways
Like a vision she dances across the porch as the radio plays
Roy Orbison's 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 down on the tracks

Oh, come take my hand
We're riding out tonight to case the promised land
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've 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 ain't free
And I know you're lonely for words that I ain't spoken
Tonight we'll be free, all the promises will 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
When you get to the porch they're gone on the wind
So Mary, climb in
It's a town full of losers
I'm pulling out of here to win


Oh, come take my hand
We're riding out tonight to case the promised land
Oh, Thunder Road, oh, Thunder Road
Oh, Thunder Road

 Bruce Springsteen

Thursday, 3 July 2025

THE LAST SHALL BE FIRST AND THE FIRST SHALL BE LAST

Men walking along the railroad tracks
Going someplace and there's no going back
Highway patrol choppers coming up over the ridge
Hot soup on a campfire under the bridge

Shelter line stretching around the corner
Welcome to the new world order
Families sleeping in the cars in the southwest
No home, no job, no peace, no rest

Well, the highway is alive tonight
But nobody's kidding nobody about where it goes
I'm sitting down here in the campfire light
Searching for the ghost of Tom Joad

He pulls a prayer book out of his sleeping bag
Preacher lights up a butt and he takes a drag
Waiting for when the last shall be first and the first shall be last
In a cardboard box 'neath the underpass

Got a one-way ticket to the promised land
You got a hole in your belly and a gun in your hand
Sleeping on a pillow of solid rock
Bathing in the city aqueduct

The highway is alive tonight
Where it's headed, everybody knows
I'm sitting down here in the campfire light
Waiting on the ghost of Tom Joad

Now Tom said, "Mom, wherever there's a cop beating a guy
Wherever a hungry newborn baby cries
Where there's a fight against the blood and hatred in the air
Look for me, Mom, I'll be there

Wherever somebody's fighting for a place to stand
Or a decent job or a helping hand
Wherever somebody's struggling to be free
Look in their eyes, Ma, and you'll see me"

Well, the highway is alive tonight
But nobody's kidding nobody about where it goes
I'm sitting down here in the campfire light
With the ghost of old Tom Joad


The highway is alive tonight
Where it's headed, everybody knows
I'm sitting down here in the campfire light
Waiting on the ghost of Tom Joad
 
Bruce Springsteen 

Wednesday, 2 July 2025

WELL, YOUR HONOR, I DO BELIEVE I'D BE BETTER OFF DEAD

Well, they closed down the auto plant in Mahwah late last month
Ralph went out lookin' for a job, but he couldn't find none
He came home too drunk from mixin' Tanqueray and wine
He got a gun, shot a night clerk, now they call him Johnny 99

Down in the part of town where when you hit a red light, you don't stop
Johnny's wavin' his gun around and threatenin' to blow his top
When an off-duty cop snuck up on him from behind
Out in front of the Club TipTop, they slapped the cuffs on Johnny 99

Well, the city supplied a public defender, but the judge was Mean John Brown
He came into the courtroom and stared poor Johnny down
"Well, the evidence is clear, gonna let the sentence, son, fit the crime
Prison for ninety-eight and a year and we'll call it even, Johnny 99"

A fistfight broke out in the courtroom, they had to drag Johnny's girl away
His mama stood up and shouted, "Judge, don't take my boy this way"
"Well, son, you got any statement you'd like to make
Before the bailiff comes to forever take you away?"

"Now, judge, judge, I got debts no honest man could pay
The bank was holdin' my mortgage and takin' my house away
Now I ain't sayin' that made me an innocent man
But it was more than all this that put that gun in my hand
Well, your honor, I do believe I'd be better off dead
And if you can take a man's life for the thoughts that's in his head
Then won't you sit back in that chair and think it over, judge, one more time?
And let 'em shave off my hair and put me on that execution line"


"Well, the evidence is clear, gonna let the sentence, son, fit the crime
Prison for ninety-eight and a year and we'll call it even, Johnny 99"

Bruce Springsteen 

Tuesday, 1 July 2025

NOW'S THERE'S TEARS ON THE PILLOW, WHERE WE SLEPT

 There is a blood red circle on the cold dark ground
And the rain is falling down
The church door's thrown open, I can hear the organ's song
But the congregation's gone

My city of ruins
My city of ruins

Now the sweet bells of mercy drift through the evening trees
Young men on the corner like scattered leaves
The boarded-up windows, the empty streets
While my brother's down on his knees

My city of ruins
My city of ruins

Come on, rise up!
Come on, rise up!
Come on, rise up!
Come on, rise up!
Come on, rise up!
Come on, rise up!

Now's there's tears on the pillow, darling, where we slept
And you took my heart when you left
Without your sweet kiss, my soul is lost, my friend
Tell me how do I begin again?

My city's in ruins
My city's in ruins

Now with these hands
With these hands
With these hands
With these hands
I pray Lord
With these hands, with these hands
I pray for the strength, Lord
With these hands, with these hands
Yeah, I pray for the faith, Lord
With these hands, with these hands
We pray for your love, Lord
With these hands, with these hands
I pray for the strength, Lord
With these hands, with these hands
I pray for Your love, Lord
With these hands, with these hands
We pray for the faith, Lord
With these hands (Alright), with these hands
We pray for the strength, Lord
With these hands (Come on), with these hands (Come on)

Come on, rise up!
Come on, rise up!
Come on, rise up!
Come on, rise up!

Come on, rise up!
Come on, rise up!
Come on, rise up!
Come on, rise up!

Come on, rise up!
Come on, rise up!


Now's there's tears on the pillow, darling, where we slept
And you took my heart when you left
Without your sweet kiss, my soul is lost, my friend
Tell me how do I begin again?

Bruce Springsteen

Monday, 30 June 2025

ONE! TWO! LIVIN' IN THE LOVE OF THE COMMON PEOPLE

One! Two!

Livin' on free food, tickets
Water in the milk from the hole in the roof
Where the rain came through
What can you do? hmm hmm

Tears from your little sister
Cryin' 'cause she don't have a dress without a patch
For the party to go
But she'll know she'll get by, 'cause she's

Livin' in the love of the common people
Smiles from the heart of the family man
Daddy's gonna buy you a dream to cling to
Mama's gonna love you just as much as she can, as she can

It's a good thing you don't have a bus fare
It would fall through the hole in your pocket
And you'd lose it in the snow on the ground
Gonna be walking to town to find a job

Trying to keep your hands warm
When the hole in your shoe let the snow come through
And chills you to the bone
And you better go home where it's warm
 

Livin' in the love of the common people
Smiles from the heart of the family man
Daddy's gonna buy you a dream to cling to
Mama's gonna love you just as much as she can, as she can

Hoo-hoo, hoo-hoo, hoo-hoo

Livin' in the love of the common people
Smiles from the heart of the family man
Daddy's gonna buy you a dream to cling to
Mama's gonna love you just as much as she can, as she can

Livin' on a dream ain't easy
The closer the knit the tighter the fit
The chills stay away
You take 'em in stride the family pride

You know that faith is your foundation
With a whole lotta love and a warm conversation
But don't forget to pray
Making you strong where you belong

Livin' in the love of the common people
Smiles from the heart of the family man
Daddy's gonna buy you a dream to cling to
Mama's gonna love you just as much as she can 

Livin' in the love of the common people
Smiles from the heart of the family man
Daddy's gonna buy you a dream to cling to
Mama's gonna love you just as much as she can

Livin' in the love of the common people
Smiles from the heart of the family man
Daddy's gonna buy you a dream to cling to
Mama's gonna love you just as much as she can, as she can

Yeah-yeah yeah-yeah yeah-yeah
Woah-woah woah-woah woah-woah
Yeah-yeah-hey, yeah-yeah-hey!
Hoo-hoo, hoo-hoo, hoo-hoo, hoo-hoo
Hoo-hoo, hoo-hoo, hoo-hoo, hoo-hoo

Livin' on a dream ain't easy
The closer the knit the tighter the fit
The chills stay away
You take 'em in stride the family pride

Bruce Springsteen

Sunday, 29 June 2025

SHE GOT DOWN, NEVER GOT TIGHT, MAKE IT ALRIGHT

Madman drummers, bummers and Indians in the summer with a teenage diplomat
In the dumps with the mumps as the adolescent pumps his way into his hat
With a boulder on my shoulder, feelin' kinda older, I tripped the merry-go-round
With this very unpleasing sneezing and wheezing, 
the calliope crashed to the ground
Some all-hot half-shot was headin' for the hot spot, 
snappin' his fingers, 
clappin' his hands
 
And some fleshpot mascot was tied into a lover's knot with a whatnot in her hand
And now young Scott with a slingshot finally found 
a tender spot and throws his lover in the sand
And some bloodshot forget-me-not whispers,  
"Daddy's within earshot, save the buckshot, turn up the band"

And she was blinded by the light
Oh, cut loose like a deuce, another runner in the night
Blinded by the light
She got down but she never got tight, but she'll make it alright

Some brimstone baritone anti-cyclone rolling stone preacher from the east
He says, "Dethrone the dictaphone, hit it in its funny bone,  
that's where they expect it least"
And some new-mown chaperone was standin' in the corner all alone, 
watchin' the young girls dance
 And some fresh-sown moonstone was messin' with his frozen zone to remind him of the feeling of romance

Yeah, he was blinded by the light
Oh, cut loose like a deuce, another runner in the night
Blinded by the light
He got down but he never got tight, but he's gonna make it tonight

Some silicone sister with her manager's mister told me I got what it takes
She said, "I'll turn you on, sonny, to something strong, 
 if you play that song with the funky break"
And go-cart Mozart was checkin' out the weather chart to see 
if it was safe to go outside
And little Early-Pearly came by in her curly-wurly and asked me if I needed a ride

Oh, some hazard from Harvard was skunked on beer, playin' backyard bombardier
Yes and Scotland Yard was trying hard, they sent some dude with a calling card
He said, "Do what you like, but don't do it here"
Well I jumped up, turned around, spit in the air, fell on the ground
Asked him which was the way back home
He said, Take a right at the light, keep goin' straight until night, and then boys, you're all on your own"

And now in Zanzibar, a shootin' star was ridin' in a side car, hummin' a lunar tune
Yes, and the avatar said, "Blow the bar, 
but first remove the cookie jar, we're gonna teach those boys to laugh too soon"
And some kidnapped handicap was complainin' 
that he caught the clap from some mousetrap he bought last night
Well, I unsnapped his skull cap and between his ears, 
I saw a gap and figured he'd be alright

He was just blinded by the light
Cut loose like a deuce, another runner in the night
Blinded by the light
Mama always told me not to look into the sights of the sun
Woah, but mama, that's where the fun is, oh yeah

I was blinded
Oh mama, oh mama

I was blinded
Oh mama, oh mama

I was blinded
I was blinded
I was blinded
I was blinded
I was blinded
I was blinded
I was blinded
I was blinded


Mama always told me not to look into the sights of the sun
Woah, but mama, that's where the fun is, oh yeah

Bruce Springsteen

Saturday, 28 June 2025

WHAT IS THIS LAND AMERICA? SO MANY TRAVEL THERE

What is this land America? So many travel there
I'm going now while I'm still young, my darling, meet me there
Wish me luck, my lovely, I'll send for you when I can
And we'll make our home in the American land
Over there all the woman wear silk and satin to their knees
And, children dear, the sweets, I hear, are growing on the trees
Gold comes rushing out the rivers straight into your hands
When you make your home in the American Land

There's diamonds in the sidewalk, the gutter's lined in song
Dear, I hear that beer flows through the faucets all night long
There's treasure for the taking, for any hard-working man
Who will make his home in the American Land
Whoo!

I docked at Ellis Island in the city of light and spire
I wandered to the valley of red-hot steel and fire
We made the steel that built the cities with the sweat of our two hands
And we made our home in the American Land

Whoo! There's diamonds in the sidewalk, the gutter's lined in song
Dear, I hear that beer flows through the faucets all night long
There's treasure for the taking, for any hard-working man
Who will make his home in the American Land
Whooo! Whoo-hoo! Hoo! Hoo!

The McNicholases, the Posalskis, the Smiths, Zerillis, too
The Blacks, the Irish, Italians, the Germans and the Jews
They come across the water a thousand miles from home
With nothing in their bellies but the fire down below
They died building the railroads, they worked to bones and skin
They died in the fields and factories, names scattered in the wind
They died to get here a hundred years ago, they're still dying now
The hands that built the country we’re always trying to keep down

There's diamonds in the sidewalk, the gutter’s lined in song
Dear, I hear that beer flows through the faucets all night long
There's treasure for the taking, for any hard-working man
Who will make his home in the American Land
Who will make his home in the American Land
Who will make his home in the American Land


The McNicholases, the Posalskis, the Smiths, Zerillis, too
The Blacks, the Irish, Italians, the Germans and the Jews
They come across the water a thousand miles from home
With nothing in their bellies but the fire down below

Bruce Springsteen 

Friday, 27 June 2025

THIS LITTLE LIGHT OF MINE, I'M GONNA LET IT SHINE

Charles, bring us home!

I want you all to rise from your seats now please and join us!
Come on now! Here we go!

Well now, this little light of mine, yeah I'm gonna let it shine
Well now, this little light of mine, yeah I'm gonna let it shine
Well now, this little light of mine, yeah I'm gonna let it shine

Every day (every day), every day (every day)
Every day (every day), every day (every day)
Every day (every day), every day (every day)
Gonna let my little light shine

Well jesus gave me light (Jesus gave me light), 

I'm gonna let it shine (I'm gonna let it shine)
Well now Jesus gave me light (Jesus gave me light), 
and I'm gonna let it shine (I'm gonna let it shine)
Well now Jesus gave me light (Jesus gave me light), I'm gonna let it shine

Every day (every day), every day (every day)
Every day (every day), every day (every day)
Every day (every day), every day (every day)

I'm gonna let my little light shine

Well this little light of mine, I'm gonna let it shine
Well now, this little light of mine, I'm gonna let it shine
Well now, this little light of mine, I'm gonna let it shine

Every day (every day), every day (every day)
Every day (every day), every day (every day)
Every day (every day), every day (every day)

Gonna let my little light shine
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(Monday), Gave me the gift of love
(Tuesday), Peace came from above
(Wednesday), Told me to have more faith
(Thursday), Gave me a little more grace
(Friday), Told me to watch and pray
(Saturday), Told me what to say
(Sunday), Gave me the power divine
This little light of mine

This little light of mine, whoa! I'm gonna let it shine, whoa!
This little light of mine, yeah! I'm gonna let it shine, whoa!
This little light of mine, this light of mine, I'm gonna let it shine

Every day (every day), every day (every day)
Every day (every day), every day (every day)
Every day (every day), every day (every day)
Gonna let my little light shine, whoa!

This little light of mine, I'm gonna let it shine, whoa!
This little light of mine, I'm gonna let it shine, whoaaa!
This little light of mine, I'm gonna let it shine

Every day (every day), every day (every day)
Every day (every day), every day (every day)
Every day (every day), every day (every day)
Every day (every day), every day (every day), can't hold on to it
Every day (every day), every day (every day), gotta save with someone
Every day (every day), every day (every day), don't let go
Every day (every day), shine every day

I'm gonna let my little light shine, let my little light shine

Yeah!

Well this little light of mine, I'm gonna let it shine
Well now, this little light of mine, I'm gonna let it shine

Bruce Springsteen

Thursday, 26 June 2025

GROWIN' UP, THE FLAG OF PIRACY FLEW FROM MY MAST

Well I stood stone-like at midnight
Suspended in my masquerade
I combed my hair 'til it was just right
And commanded the night brigade
I was open to pain and crossed by the rain
And I walked on a crooked crutch
I strolled all alone through a fallout zone
And came out with my soul untouched

I hid in the clouded wrath of the crowd
But when they said, "Sit down," I stood up
Ooh, ooh, growin' up

The flag of piracy flew from my mast
My sails were set wing to wing
I had a jukebox graduate for first mate
She couldn't sail but she sure could sing
I pushed B-52 and bombed them with the blues
With my gear set stubborn on standing
I broke all the rules, strafed my old high school
Never once gave thought to landing

I hid in the clouded warmth of the crowd
But when they said, "Come down," I threw up
Ooh, ooh, growin' up
Work it back now

I took month-long vacations in the stratosphere
And you know it's really hard to hold your breath
I swear I lost everything I ever loved or feared
I was the cosmic kid in full costume dress
Well, my feet they finally took root in the earth
But I got me a nice little place in the stars
And I swear I found the key to the universe
In the engine of an old parked car

I hid in the mother breast of the crowd
But when they said, "Pull down," I pulled up
Ooh, ooh, growin' up
Ooh, ooh, growin' up


I hid in the clouded wrath of the crowd
But when they said, "Sit down," I stood up
Ooh, ooh, growin' up

Bruce Springsteen

Wednesday, 25 June 2025

WE'LL ALL BE REUNITED ON THAT NEW SUNLIT SHORE

We are all trav'ling in the footsteps
Of those that've gone before
We'll all be reunited
On that new and sunlit shore

When the saints marching in
When the saints go marching in
Lord, how I want be in that number
When the saints go marching in

And when the sun refuses to shine
When the sun refuses to shine
Lord, how I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in

Oh when the saints go marching in
Oh when the saints go marching in
Lord, how I want to be in that number
Oh when the saints go marching in

And when the trumpet sounds its call
When the trumpet sounds its call
Lord, how I want to be in that number
When the trumpet sounds its call

When the saints marching in
When the saints go marching in
Lord, how I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in

And some say that this world of trouble
Is the only one we'll ever see
But I'm waiting for that morning
When the new world is revealed

Oh when the moon turns red with blood
Oh when the moon turns red with blood
Lord, how I want to be in that number
When the moon turns red with blood

When the saints (oh when the saints) go marching in (go marching in)
When the saints go marching in (go marching in)
Lord, how I want (Lord, how I want) to be in that number (be in that number)
When the saints go marching in

Oh when the saints (oh when the saints) go marching in (go marching in)
When the saints go marching in
Lord, how I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in

Lord, how I want (Lord, how I want) be in that number (to be in that number)
When the saints (when the saints) go marching in (go marching in)


When the saints marching in
When the saints go marching in
Lord, how I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in

Bruce Springsteen 

Tuesday, 24 June 2025

WE SHALL OVERCOME, WE SHALL LIVE IN PEACE SOMEDAY

Hey, we shall overcome, we shall overcome
We shall overcome someday
Darling, here in my heart, yeah, I do believe
We shall overcome someday

Well, we'll walk hand in hand, we'll walk hand in hand
We'll walk hand in hand someday
Darling, here in my heart, yeah, I do believe
We'll walk hand in hand someday

Well, we shall live in peace, we shall live in peace
We shall live in peace someday
Darling, here in my heart, yeah, I do believe
We shall live in peace someday

Well, we are not afraid, we are not afraid
We shall overcome someday
Yeah, here in my heart I do believe
We shall overcome someday

Hey, we shall overcome, we shall overcome
We shall overcome someday
Darling, here in my heart I do believe
We shall overcome someday
We shall overcome someday


Well, we are not afraid, we are not afraid
We shall overcome someday
Yeah, here in my heart I do believe
We shall overcome someday

Bruce Springsteen 

Monday, 23 June 2025

PAY ME OR GO TO JAIL, PAY ME MY MONEY DOWN

I thought I heard the Captain say
Pay me my money down
Tomorrow is our sailing day
Pay me my money down

Pay me, pay me
Pay me my money down
Pay me or go to jail
Pay me my money down

As soon as that boat was clear of the bar
Pay me my money down
He knocked me down with a spar
Pay me my money down

Pay me, pay me
Pay me my money down
Pay me or go to jail
Pay me my money down

Come on!

Well, if I'd been a rich man's son
Pay me my money down
I'd sit on the river and watch it run
Pay me my money down

Pay me, pay me
Pay me my money down
Pay me or go to jail
Pay me my money down

All right, everybody
Let's bring it up to B flat
A one, two, three!

Well, I wish I was Mr. Gates
Pay me my money down
They'd haul my money in in crates
Pay me my money down

Pay me, pay me
Pay me my money down
Pay me or go to jail
Pay me my money down

Well, 40 nights, nights at sea
Pay me my money down
Captain worked every last dollar out of me
Pay me my money down

Pay me, pay me
Pay me my money down
Pay me or go to jail
Pay me my money down
Pay me, pay me
Pay me my money down
Pay me or go to jail
Pay me my money down
Pay me, pay me
Pay me my money down
Pay me or go to jail
Pay me my money down

Pay me, pay me
Pay me my money down
Pay me or go to jail
Pay me my money down

Bruce Springsteen

Sunday, 22 June 2025

THE BOSS DON'T DIG ME, HE PUT ME ON THE NIGHTSHIFT

Well, I had the carburetor, baby, cleaned and checked
With her line blown out, she's hummin' like a turbojet
Propped her up in the backyard on concrete blocks
For a new clutch plate and a new set of shocks
Took her down to the carwash, checked the plugs and points
Well, I'm goin' out tonight, I'm gonna rock that joint

Early North Jersey, industrial skyline
I'm a all-set Cobra Jet, creepin' through the nighttime
Gotta find a gas station, gotta find a payphone
This turnpike sure is spooky at night when you're all alone
Gotta hit the gas, baby, I'm runnin' late
This New Jersey in the mornin' like a lunar landscape

Now, the boss don't dig me, so he put me on the nightshift
Takes me two hours to get back to where my baby lives
In the wee, wee hours, your mind gets hazy
Radio relay towers, won't you lead me to my baby?
Underneath the overpass, trooper hits his party light switch
Goodnight, good luck, one-two, powershift

I met Wanda when she was employed
Behind the counter at the Route 60 Bob's Big Boy
Fried chicken on the front seat, she's sittin' in my lap
We're wipin' our fingers on a Texaco roadmap
I remember Wanda up on Scrap Metal Hill
With them big brown eyes that make your heart stand still

Well, 5 a.m., oil pressure's sinkin' fast
I make a pit stop  -wipe the windshield, check the gas
Gotta call my baby on the telephone
Let her know that her daddy's comin' on home
Sit tight, little mama, I'm-a comin' 'round
I got-a three more hours, but I'm coverin' ground

Your eyes get itchy in the wee wee hours
Sun's just a red ball risin' over them refinery towers
Radio's jammed up with Gospel stations
Lost souls callin' long distance salvation
Hey Mr. DJ, won't you hear my last prayer?
Hey ho, rock 'n' roll, deliver me from nowhere

Radio relay towers, won't you lead me to my baby?
Underneath the overpass, trooper hits his party light switch
Goodnight, good luck, one-two, powershift

Bruce Springsteen 

Saturday, 21 June 2025

HOW CAN A POOR MAN STAND SUCH TIMES AND LIVE

Well, the doctor comes around with a face so bright
And he says: In a little while, you'll be all right
But all he gives is a humbug pill
A dose of dope and a great big bill
Tell me, how can a poor man stand such times and live?

He says: Me and my old school pals had some might high times 'round here
And what happened to you poor black folks, well, it just ain't fair
He took a look around, gave a little pep talk
Said: I'm with you, then he took a little walk
Tell me, how can a poor man stand such times and live?

There's bodies floatin' on Canal and the levees gone to hell
Martha, get me my sixteen gauge and some dry shells
Them who's got got out of town
And them who ain't got left to drown
Tell me, how can a poor man stand such times and live?

I got family scattered from Texas to Baltimore
And I ain't got no home in this world no more
Gonna be a judgment, that's a fact
A righteous train rollin' down this track
How can a poor man stand such times and live?
How can a poor man stand such times and live?
Tell me, how can a poor man stand such times and live?
Tell me, how can a poor man stand such times and live?

 

 How can a poor man stand such times and live?
Tell me, how can a poor man stand such times and live?

Bruce Springsteen

Friday, 20 June 2025

EVERY NEW RUNG JUST, JUST MAKES US STRONGER

We are climbing Jacob's ladder
We are climbing Jacob's ladder
We are climbing Jacob's ladder
Yeah, we're brothers, sisters, all

Every rung goes higher and higher
Every rung goes higher and higher
Every rung goes higher and higher
We are brothers, sisters, all
Come on now!

Every new rung just, just makes us stronger
Every new rung just, just makes us stronger
Every new rung just, just makes us stronger
Yeah, we are brothers and sisters, all
Yeah, play it!

Ah, come on, horn section, play it, go!

All right!

We are climbing Jacob's ladder
Yeah, we are climbing Jacob's ladder
We are climbing Jacob's ladder
We are brothers, sisters, all
All right, Charlie!

We are climbing higher and higher
Yeah, we are climbing higher and higher
Yeah, we are climbing higher and higher
Yeah, we are brothers and sisters, all
Yes! Yes!

We are climbing Jacob's ladder
Yeah, we are climbing Jacob's ladder
We are climbing Jacob's ladder

We are brothers, sisters, all

We are climbing Jacob's ladder
Yeah, we are climbing Jacob's ladder
We are climbing Jacob's ladder
We are brothers, sisters, all

Bruce Springsteen

Thursday, 19 June 2025

OH, MRS. MCGRATH! ALL FOREIGN WARS I DO PROCLAIM

"Oh, Mrs McGrath, " the sergeant said
"Would you like a soldier in your son Ted
With a scarlett coat and a big cocked hat
Oh, Mrs McGrath, wouldn't you like that?"

With your too-ri-a, fol-diddle-di-a, too-ri, oor-ri, oor-ri-a
With your too-ri-a, fol-diddle-di-a, too-ri, oor-ri, oor-ri-a

Now, Mrs McGrath lived on the shore
And after seven years or more
She spied a ship come into the bay
With her son from far away

"Oh captain dear, where have you been
You've been sailing the Mediterranean
Have you news of my son Ted
Is he living or is he dead?"

With your too-ri-a, fol-diddle-di-a, too-ri, oor-ri, oor-ri-a
With your too-ri-a, fol-diddle-di-a, too-ri, oor-ri, oor-ri-a

Up came Ted without any legs
And in their place, two wooden pegs
She kissed him a dozen times or two
And said "My god, Ted is it you?"

"Now were you drunk or were you blind
When you left your two fine legs behind
Or was it walking upon the sea
That wore your two fine legs away?"

With your too-ri-a, fol-diddle-di-a, too-ri, oor-ri, oor-ri-a
With your too-ri-a, fol-diddle-di-a, too-ri, oor-ri, oor-ri-a
With your too-ri-a, fol-diddle-di-a, too-ri, oor-ri, oor-ri-a
With your too-ri-a, fol-diddle-di-a, too-ri, oor-ri, oor-ri-a

"No, I wasn't drunk and I wasn't blind
When I left my two fine legs behind
A cannon ball on the fifth of May
Tore my two fine legs away"

"Oh, Teddyboy," the widow cried
"Your two fine legs were your mother's pride
Stumps of a tree won't do at all
Why didn't you run from the cannon ball?"

With your too-ri-a, fol-diddle-di-a, too-ri, oor-ri, oor-ri-a
With your too-ri-a, fol-diddle-di-a, too-ri, oor-ri, oor-ri-a
With your too-ri-a, fol-diddle-di-a, too-ri, oor-ri, oor-ri-a
With your too-ri-a, fol-diddle-di-a, too-ri, oor-ri, oor-ri-a

All foreign wars I do proclaim
Live on the blood and the mother's pain
I'd rather have my son as he used to be
Than the King of America and his whole navy

With your too-ri-a, fol-diddle-di-a, too-ri, oor-ri, oor-ri-a
With your too-ri-a, fol-diddle-di-a, too-ri, oor-ri, oor-ri-a
With your too-ri-a, fol-diddle-di-a, too-ri, oor-ri, oor-ri-a
With your too-ri-a, fol-diddle-di-a, too-ri, oor-ri, oor-ri-a

With your too-ri-a, fol-diddle-di-a, too-ri, oor-ri, oor-ri-a
With your too-ri-a, fol-diddle-di-a, too-ri, oor-ri, oor-ri-a


Now, Mrs McGrath lived on the shore
And after seven years or more
She spied a ship come into the bay
With her son from far away

Bruce Springsteen

Wednesday, 18 June 2025

WHEN IT’S YOUR BROTHER, YOU LOOK THE OTHER WAY

My name is Joe Roberts
I work for the state
I'm a sergeant out of Perrineville
Barracks Number 8
I always done an honest job
As honest as I could
I got a brother named Frankie
And Frankie ain't no good

Now, ever since we was young kids
It's been the same comedown
I get a call on the shortwave
Frankie's in trouble downtown
Well, if it was any other man
I'd put him straight away
But when it's your brother
Sometimes you look the other way

Yeah, me and Frankie laughing and drinking
Nothing feels better than blood on blood
Taking turns dancing with Maria
As the band played "Night of the Johnstown Flood"
I catch him when he's straying
Like any brother would
A man turns his back on his family
Well, he just ain't no good

Well, Frankie went in the army
Back in 1965
I got a farm deferment
Settled down, took Maria for my wife
But them wheat prices kept on dropping
'Til it was like we were getting robbed
Frankie came home in '68
And me, I took this job

Yeah, we're laughing and drinking
Nothing feels better than blood on blood
Taking turns dancing with Maria
As the band played "Night of the Johnstown Flood"
I catch him when he's straying
Teach him how to walk that line
A man turns his back on his family
He ain't no friend of mine

Well, the night was like any other
I got a call 'bout quarter to nine
There was trouble in a roadhouse
Out on the Michigan line
There was a kid lying on the floor, looking bad
Bleeding hard from his head
There was a girl crying at a table
And it was Frank, they said

Well, I went out and I jumped in my car
And I hit the lights
Well, I must've done a hundred and ten
Through Michigan County that night
It was out at the crossroads
Down 'round Willow Bank
Seen a Buick with Ohio plates
Behind the wheel was Frank
Well, I chased him through them county roads
'Til a sign said "Canadian border, five miles from here"
I pulled over on the side of the highway
And watched his taillights disappear

Me and Frankie laughing and drinking
Nothing feels better than blood on blood
Taking turns dancing with Maria
As the band played "Night of the Johnstown Flood"
I catch him when he's straying
Like any brother would
A man turns his back on his family
Well, he just ain't no good


I catch him when he's straying
Teach him how to walk that line
A man turns his back on his family
He ain't no friend of mine

Bruce Springsteen

Tuesday, 17 June 2025

EVERYTHING EXCEPT MY MORTGAGE BLOWN AWAY

 When they opened up the strip, I was young and full of zip
I wanted some place to call my home
And so I made the race, and I staked me out a place
And I settled down along the Cimarron

It blowed away (Blown away), it blowed away (Blown away)
My Oklahoma home, it blown away
Well, it looked so green and fair when I built my shanty there
My Oklahoma home is blown away

Well, I planted wheats and oats, got some chickens and some shoats
Aimed to have some ham and eggs to feed my face
Got a mule to pull the plow, I got an old red muley cow
And I also got a fancy mortgage on this place

Well, it blowed away (Blown away), it blowed away (Blown away)
All the crops that I've planted blown away
Well, you can't grow any grain if you ain't got any rain
Everything except my mortgage blown away

Come on!

Well, it looked so green and fair when I built my shanty there
I figured I was all set for life
I put on my Sunday best with my fancy scalloped vest
Then I went to town to pick me out a wife

She blowed away (Blown away), she blowed away (Blown away)
My Oklahoma woman blown away
Mister, as I bent to kiss her, she was picked up by a twister
My Oklahoma woman blown away

Well, then I was left alone just listening to the moan
Of the wind around the corners of my shack
So I took off down the road, yeah, when the south wind blowed
I traveled with the wind upon my back

I blowed away (Blown away), I blowed away (Blown away)
Chasing that dust cloud up ahead
Well, once it looked so green and fair, and now it's up in the air
My Oklahoma farm is over head

And now I'm always close to home, it don't matter where I roam
For Oklahoma dust is everywhere
Makes no difference where I'm walking, I can hear my chickens squawking
I can hear my wife a-talking in the air

It blowed away (Blown away), it blowed away (Blown away)
Yeah, my Oklahoma home is blown away
But my home, Sir, is always near, it's up here in the atmosphere
My Oklahoma home is blown away

Come on!

Well, I'm a roam'n Oklahoman, but I'm always close to home
And I'll never get homesick until I die
'Cause no matter where I'm found, my home's all around
My Oklahoma home is in the sky

It blowed away (Blown away), it blowed away (Blown away)
And my farm down on Cimarron
But now all around the world wherever dust is swirled
There is some from my Oklahoma home

It blowed away (Blown away), it blowed away (Blown away)
Yeah, my Oklahoma home is blown away
Yeah, it's up there in the sky in that dust cloud over n' by
My Oklahoma home is blown away
Yeah!

Come blow that horn now, thank you!

Come on, one more time!

Well, it's blown away (Blown away), blown away (Blown away)
Oh, my Oklahoma home is blown away
Yeah, it's up there in the sky in that dust cloud over n' by
My Oklahoma home is in the sky
Yeah!

 

It blowed away (Blown away), it blowed away (Blown away)
Yeah, my Oklahoma home is blown away
But my home, Sir, is always near, it's up here in the atmosphere
My Oklahoma home is blown away

Bruce Springsteen 

Monday, 16 June 2025

ERIE CANAL, AND YOU'LL ALWAYS KNOW YOUR NEIGHBOR

I've got a mule, and her name is Sal
Fifteen miles on the Erie Canal
She's a good old worker and a good old pal
Fifteen miles on the Erie Canal

We hauled some barges in our day
Filled with lumber, coal, and hay
We know every inch of the way
From Albany to Buffalo

Low bridge, everybody down
Low bridge, yeah, we're coming to a town
And you'll always know your neighbor
And you'll always know your pal
If you ever navigated on the Erie Canal

We'd better look around for a job, old gal
Fifteen miles on the Erie Canal
You can bet your life I'll never part with Sal
Fifteen miles on the Erie Canal

Get up, mule, here comes a lock
We'll make Rome about six o'clock
One more trip, and back we'll go
Right back home to Buffalo

Low bridge, everybody down
Low bridge, we're coming to a town
You'll always know your neighbor
And you'll always know your pal
If you ever navigated on the Erie Canal

Where would I be if I lost my pal?
Fifteen miles on the Erie Canal
I'd like to see a mule good as my Sal
Fifteen miles on the Erie Canal

A friend of mine once got her sore
Now he's got a broken jaw
Because she let fly with an iron toe
And kicked him back to Buffalo

Low bridge, everybody down
Low bridge, yeah, we're coming to a town
And you'll always know your neighbor
And you'll always know your pal
If you ever navigated on the Erie Canal
Low bridge, everybody down
Low bridge, we're coming to a town
And you'll always know your neighbor
And you'll always know your pal
If you ever navigated on the Erie Canal
Low bridge, everybody down
Low bridge, we're coming to a town
Ooooooo...

Low bridge, everybody down
Low bridge, yeah, we're coming to a town

Bruce Springsteen