- published: 03 Oct 2009
- views: 8594060
- author: BruceSpringsteenVEVO
Vimeo results:
Youtube results:
Loading...
..." width="225" height="168" class="playvideo1 gotop" onClick="activateTab('playlist1'); return false" style="display: block;" />
Open Collage in a new Window
Email the Collage
- Loading...
Loading suggestions ...
- 21 (Adele album)
- 25th Hour
- 52nd Street (album)
- 60 Minutes
- A Whole New World
- Academy Award
- Academy Awards
- Accordion
- Adam Clayton
- Adele (singer)
- Adult Alternative
- Alan Menken
- Album-oriented rock
- Amadou Diallo
- American dream
- Americana
- Andrew Lloyd Webber
- Angela Lansbury
- Annie Lennox
- Asia (album)
- Asia (band)
- Atlanta
- Atlantic City (song)
- Austin
- Authority control
- Autism Speaks
- Autoharp
- B.B. King
- Backstreets Magazine
- Badlands
- Baltic states
- Banjo
- Barack Obama
- Barbra Streisand
- Bass guitar
- BBC
- Because the Night
- Ben Harper
- Bernie Taupin
- Beverly Hills
- Bill Pascrell
- Billboard (magazine)
- Billboard 200
- Billboard magazine
- Billboard Year-End
- Billy Joel
- Björk
- Blinded by the Light
- Blood Brothers (EP)
- Blues
- Bob Dylan
- Bob Seger
- Bobby Brown
- Bon Jovi
- Bono
- Bootleg recording
- Born Again Savage
- Born in the U.S.A.
- Born in the USA
- Born to Run
- Born To Run
- Born to Run (song)
- Born to Run tours
- Boston College
- Bottom Line
- Box set
- Brian De Palma
- Brian Wilson
- Bright Eyes (band)
- Brilliant Disguise
- Bruce Springsteen
- Burt Bacharach
- Cafe Wha?
- Carol Burnett
- Carole Bayer Sager
- Catholicism
- Change the World
- Charles Giordano
- Chita Rivera
- Chris Vaughn
- Christic Institute
- Chrysler Corporation
- Chuck Berry
- Clarence Clemons
- Class 1-A
- Classic rock
- Cleveland
- Clint Eastwood
- Coda (music)
- Colors of the Wind
- Columbia Records
- Cop Land
- Country music
- Courteney Cox
- Cover Me (song)
- Crawdaddy
- Crawdaddy!
- Creem
- Dale Maharidge
- Danny Federici
- Darkness Tour
- Dave Brubeck
- Dave Grohl
- Dave Marsh
- Dave Matthews Band
- David A. Stewart
- David Foster
- David Fricke
- David Sancious
- Dead End Street
- Death to My Hometown
- Devils & Dust
- Devils & Dust (song)
- Devils & Dust Tour
- Devils and Dust
- Diana Ross
- Dixie Chicks
- Dizzy Gillespie
- Dolly Parton
- Donna Summer
- Drum kit
- Duke University
- Dutch American
- E Street Band
- E Street Radio
- Eddie Vedder
- El Sistema
- Electric piano
- Elizabeth Taylor
- Elton John
- Elvis Costello
- Elvis Presley
- Emmy Award
- Ennio Morricone
- Equestrianism
- Eric Alterman
- Eric Clapton
- Eric Ericson
- Fade Away (song)
- Fender Telecaster
- Festhalle Frankfurt
- Fierce Creatures
- Fleetwood Mac
- Folk music
- Folk rock
- Food, Inc.
- Forbes
- Fran Walsh
- Freehold High School
- From a Distance
- Garry Tallent
- Gary Graff
- Gary U.S. Bonds
- George Clooney
- George Gershwin
- George Jones
- George Michael
- Giants Stadium
- Gibson ES-335
- Gibson Hummingbird
- Gibson J-200
- Gibson J-45
- Gilberto Gil
- Glastonbury Festival
- Glockenspiel
- Glory Days (song)
- Golden Globes
- Grace Bumbry
- Grammy
- Grammy Award
- Grammy Awards
- Grand Theft Parsons
- Grant Park (Chicago)
- Greenwich Village
- Growin' Up
- Guitar
- Gustavo Santaolalla
- György Ligeti
- Hard rock
- Hard Rock Calling
- Harmonica
- HBO
- Heartland rock
- Hi Infidelity
- Hi-hat
- High Fidelity (film)
- Highway Patrolman
- Hohner
- Hollywood Reporter
- Honeymoon in Vegas
- Howard Ashman
- Howard Shore
- Howard Zinn
- Human Rights Now!
- Human Touch
- Hungry Heart
- I'm Goin' Down
- I'm on Fire
- I'm On Fire
- Iannis Xenakis
- Idiomag
- In Country
- In the Land of Women
- Indie rock
- Internet forums
- Into the West (song)
- Irish American
- Irish-Catholic
- Irving Gordon
- Isaac Stern
- Italian American
- Itzhak Perlman
- Ivory Coast
- Izod Center
- Jack Nicholson
- Jackson Browne
- James Brown
- James Earl Jones
- James Horner
- James Levine
- Jay Weinberg
- Jay-Z
- Jeff Silbar
- Jennifer Nettles
- Jerry Maguire
- Jersey Girl (song)
- Jersey Shore
- Jersey Shore sound
- Jingoism
- Joan Sutherland
- Joe Strummer
- John Fogerty
- John H. Hammond
- John Kerry
- John Leventhal
- John Mellencamp
- John Sayles
- John Steinbeck
- John Williams
- Jon Bon Jovi
- Jon Landau
- Jon Pareles
- Jon Stewart
- Joni Mitchell
- José Antonio Abreu
- Julianne Phillips
- Julie Andrews
- Julie Gold
- Julie Harris
- Jungleland
- Keith Jarrett
- Kevin Smith
- Kiss from a Rose
- Knobler, Peter
- Kronos Quartet
- Larry Henley
- Larry Mullen, Jr.
- Late-2000s recession
- Led Zeppelin
- Leon Fleisher
- Lester Bangs
- Light of Day
- Like a Rolling Stone
- Limbo (1999 film)
- Live 1975–85
- Live in Barcelona
- Lo-fi music
- Lonesome Day
- Long Walk Home
- Loretta Lynn
- Lost in the Flood
- Luciano Pavarotti
- Lucky Town
- Lucky You (film)
- Mandolin
- Manfred Mann
- Martin Scorsese
- Max Weinberg
- Meat Loaf
- Mediolanum Forum
- Mel Brooks
- Melanoma
- Melissa Etheridge
- Melody
- Miami Horns
- Michael Jackson
- Mick Jagger
- Mickey Rourke
- Mike Appel
- Mike Nichols
- Mikhail Baryshnikov
- Miriam Makeba
- Morgan Freeman
- MTV Movie Awards
- MTV News
- MTV Unplugged
- Music genre
- My City of Ruins
- My Heart Will Go On
- My Hometown
- My Lucky Day (song)
- Name Authority File
- Naples
- Nebraska (album)
- Neil Young
- New Jersey
- Newsweek
- Nikolaus Harnoncourt
- Nils Lofgren
- Nine Months
- No Doubt
- No Nukes (album)
- No Nukes (film)
- NPR
- Ocean County College
- Old Habits Die Hard
- One Step Up
- Organ (music)
- Ossie Davis
- Out-take
- Pamela Springsteen
- Patti Scialfa
- Patti Smith
- Paul McCartney
- Paul Simon
- Pearl Jam
- Pedal steel guitar
- Pet Shop Boys
- Pete Seeger
- Pete Townshend
- Peter Frampton
- Peter Gabriel
- Peter Knobler
- Phil Collins
- Philadelphia
- Philadelphia (film)
- Philadelphia (movie)
- Piano
- Pierre Boulez
- Pink Floyd
- Pinkpop Festival
- Plácido Domingo
- Polar Music Prize
- Power trio
- Prince (musician)
- Progressivism
- Prove It All Night
- Pump organ
- Quincy Jones
- R.E.M.
- Racing in the Street
- Radio Nowhere
- Ravi Shankar
- Ray Charles
- Record label
- Record Store Day
- Reign Over Me
- Remix
- Renée Fleming
- REO Speedwagon
- Ricky Gervais
- Risky Business
- Rob Kirkpatrick
- Robbie Robertson
- Robbin Thompson
- Robert De Niro
- Robert Moog
- Robert Redford
- Rock music
- Rocky Ground
- Roger Daltrey
- Rolling Stone
- Ronnie Spector
- Roots rock
- Roy Bittan
- Ruby Dee
- Rumours
- Rumson, New Jersey
- Ruthless People
- Ryan Bingham
- Sandinista!
- Seal (musician)
- Sean Penn
- September 11 attacks
- Session musician
- Session musicians
- Sessions Band Tour
- Set list
- Shawn Colvin
- Shea Stadium
- Shore Fire Media
- Showbiz 411
- Simon & Garfunkel
- Singing
- Slippery When Wet
- Smokey Robinson
- Snare drum
- Sofia Gubaidulina
- Songwriter
- Sonny Rollins
- Soozie Tyrell
- Spare Parts (song)
- Spirit in the Night
- Stand on It
- Starbucks
- Steel Mill
- Steel-string guitar
- Stephen Merchant
- Steve Martin
- Steve Reich
- Steve Van Zandt
- Steven Spielberg
- Steven Van Zandt
- Stevie Wonder
- Sting (musician)
- StubHub
- Suicide (band)
- Suki Lahav
- Sun City (album)
- Sun City (song)
- Sunny Came Home
- Super Bowl XLIII
- Suzanne Farrell
- Swing state
- SXSW
- Sylvester Stallone
- T-Bone Burnett
- Takamine Guitars
- Talent manager
- Tears in Heaven
- Terry's Song
- The Beatles
- The Clash
- The Crossing Guard
- The E Street Band
- The Ed Sullivan Show
- The Edge
- The Grapes of Wrath
- The Indian Runner
- The Joshua Tree
- The Miami Horns
- The Plain Dealer
- The Point Theatre
- The Pointer Sisters
- The Real Paper
- The Rising (album)
- The Rising Tour
- The River Tour
- The Sessions Band
- The Sopranos
- The Star-Ledger
- The Stone Pony
- The Wall
- The Weary Kind
- The Wedding Singer
- The Wrestler (song)
- Things Have Changed
- Thriller (album)
- Thunder Road (song)
- Thunderheart
- Ticketmaster
- Tim Rice
- Tim Russert
- Time (magazine)
- Tina Turner
- Today (NBC program)
- Tom Petty
- Tom Waits
- Tommy Sims
- Tony Bennett
- Tony Kanal
- Tony Renis
- Tuba
- Twyla Tharp
- U2
- Ukulele
- Underground Garage
- Unforgettable (song)
- Until...
- Valery Gergiev
- Van Cliburn
- Van Morrison
- Vico Equense
- Vietnam veteran
- Vini Lopez
- Vinnie Roslin
- Vote for Change
- Wall of sound
- Walter Mondale
- War (band)
- Warren Beatty
- Warren Zevon
- Wayne Kirkpatrick
- We Are the World
- Wellington, Florida
- West Palm Beach
- When You Believe
- Whitney Houston
- Wikipedia Link rot
- Wikipedia Persondata
- Will Jennings
- Willem Dafoe
- Wings For Wheels
- Witold Lutosławski
- WNEW-FM
- Woody Guthrie
- Working on a Dream
- WP Books
- Wrecking Ball Tour
- You Must Love Me
- Zubin Mehta
-
Atlanta
Atlanta (
/ətˈlæntə/, stressed /ætˈlæntə/, locally /ætˈlænə/) is the capital and the most populous city in the U.S. state of Georgia with a 2010 population of 420,003. Atlanta is the cultural and economic center of the Atlanta metropolitan area, which is home to 5,268,860 people and is the ninth largest in the U.S. It is a major component of a growing southeastern megalopolis known as the Piedmont Atlantic Megaregion. Atlanta is the county seat of Fulton County, and a small portion of the city extends eastward into DeKalb County.
Atlanta began as a settlement located at the terminus of a railroad line, and it was incorporated in 1845. Today, the city is a major business city and the primary transportation hub of the Southeastern United States (via highway, railroad, and air), with Hartsfield–Jackson Atlanta International Airport being the world's busiest airport since 1998. The World Cities Study Group at Loughborough University rated Atlanta as an "alpha(-) world city." With a gross domestic product of US$270 billion, Atlanta's economy ranks 15th among world cities and sixth in the nation. The city is a center for services, finance, information technology, government, and higher education. Metro Atlanta contains the country's third largest concentration of Fortune 500 companies, and is the world headquarters of The Coca-Cola Company, Turner Broadcasting, The Home Depot, AT&T Mobility, UPS, and Delta Air Lines. As of 2010, Atlanta is the seventh most visited city in the United States, with over 35 million visitors per year.
wn.com/Atlanta -
Baltic states
The term Baltic states (also Baltics, Baltic nations or Baltic countries) refers to the Baltic territories which gained independence from the Russian Empire in the wake of World War I: primarily the contiguous trio of Estonia, Latvia, Lithuania (from north to south); Finland also fell within the scope of the term from the 1920s to 1939.Estonia is only considered Baltic geographically, not linguistically or culturally, as Estonians and Finns are descendants of the Baltic Finns.
The term in the indigenous languages of the Baltic states is:
The term "Baltic" stems from the name of the Baltic Sea – a hydronym dating back to the 11th century (Adam of Bremen mentioned Latin: Mare Balticum) and earlier.
The Latvian and Lithuanian term Baltija most likely originates from the Indo-European root *bhel meaning white, fair. In modern Baltic languages, namely, Lithuanian language, baltas literally means white, and in Latvian language balts means white also.
Beginning in the Middle Ages and through the present day, the Baltic Sea appears on the maps subscribed in Germanic languages as German: Ostsee, Danish: Østersøen, Dutch: Oostzee, Swedish: Östersjön, etc. In English "Ost" is "East", and in fact, the Baltic Sea mostly lies to the east for Germany, Denmark, Norway, and Sweden. Clearly, part of the Baltic Sea lies to the east of Germany and Sweden, and due north of parts of Germany.
wn.com/Baltic_states -
Bottom Line
Coordinates: 40°43′44″N 73°59′43″W / 40.729007°N 73.995162°W / 40.729007; -73.995162
The Bottom Line was a music venue at 15 West Fourth Street between Mercer Street and Greene Street in the Greenwich Village neighborhood of Manhattan, New York City. During 1970s and 1980s the club was a major space for small-scale popular music performances.
Owned by Allan Pepper and Stanley Snadowsky, the Bottom Line opened on February 12, 1974 and enjoyed a successful three-decade run, presenting major musical acts and premiering new talent. Bruce Springsteen played showcase gigs at the club and Lou Reed recorded the album Live: Take No Prisoners there. Harry Chapin held his 2000th concert at the Bottom Line in January 1981.
The Bottom Line hosted an extremely wide variety of music and musicians. Among the thousands who performed on its stage were Asım Can Gündüz, Linda Ronstadt, Van Morrison, Neil Young, Loudon Wainwright III, The New York Dolls, Lyle Lovett, The Electric Flag, Pat Martino, Todd Rundgren, Graham Parker, Horslips, Dire Straits, Chris Hillman, Dolly Parton, Tracy Nelson, Emmylou Harris, The Pointer Sisters, Betty Carter, Ravi Shankar, Prince, Ramones, Miles Davis, Bill Evans, Charles Mingus, Mose Allison, Muddy Waters, Mike Bloomfield, Paul Butterfield, Ray Barretto, Peter Gabriel, Al Kooper, Tom Waits, Melvin van Peebles, Barry Manilow, Neil Sedaka, Billy Joel, Patti Smith, Flo and Eddie, Hall & Oates, Toots and the Maytals, Cheech and Chong, Tower of Power, Tim Hardin, Roger McGuinn, JJ Cale, The Meters, Greg Kihn Band, Ry Cooder, Southside Johnny and the Asbury Jukes, Sam and Dave and The Ronettes.
wn.com/Bottom_Line -
Cleveland
Cleveland ( /ˈkliːvlənd/) is a city in the U.S. state of Ohio and is the county seat of Cuyahoga County, the most populous county in the state. The city is located in northeastern Ohio on the southern shore of Lake Erie, approximately 60 miles (97 km) west of the Pennsylvania border. It was founded in 1796 near the mouth of the Cuyahoga River, and became a manufacturing center owing to its location on the lake shore, as well as being connected to numerous canals and railroad lines. Cleveland's economy has diversified sectors that include manufacturing, financial services, healthcare, and biomedical. Cleveland is home to the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame.
As of the 2010 Census, the city proper had a total population of 396,815 and was the 45th largest city in the United States, and the second largest city in Ohio. It is the center of Greater Cleveland, the largest metropolitan area in Ohio. The Cleveland-Elyria-Mentor Metropolitan Statistical Area in 2011 ranked as the 28th largest in the United States with 2,068,283 people. Cleveland is part of the larger Cleveland-Akron-Elyria Combined Statistical Area, which in 2011 had a population of 2,871,084, and ranked as the country's 15th largest.
wn.com/Cleveland -
Festhalle Frankfurt
The Festhalle Frankfurt in Frankfurt, Germany, built from 1907 to 1909, is a multi-purpose hall at the Frankfurt Exhibition Centre. The interior of about 40 metres high dome provides an area of 5,646 square metres up to 4,880 seats. Together with the two tiers up to 9,843 people will in the banquet hall space, unseated at the interior than 13,500.
At the end of the 19th century, the Frankfurt fair was held in various facilities. Frequently it was housed in the Hippodrome in the Sachsenhausen, while at other times it was held in single-use pavilions. After a time many felt the city needed a dedicated exhibition hall. A competition was advertised, and the plans of the Marburg architect Friedrich von Thiersch made the short list of finalists. After several amendments, von Theirsch's concept was widely accepted. Construction began on 11 June 1907. On 19 May 1909, it was officially opened by Kaiser Wilhelm II. At the time of its opening, the Festhalle was the largest dome in Europe.
The German Gymnastics Festival and the International Air Show, were the first events in the new building. In 1914, then broke out of the First World War, was the banquet hall turned into a camp for soldiers. After the war the hall was used again for its original purpose.
wn.com/Festhalle_Frankfurt -
Freehold High School
Freehold High School (sometimes called Freehold Boro or Freehold Borough High School to distinguish it from Freehold Township High School) is a four-year public high school located within Freehold Borough, New Jersey, operating as part of the Freehold Regional High School District. The school serves students from all of Freehold Borough and from portions of Freehold Township. Freehold High School is the home of the Medical Sciences Learning Center, the Computer Science Academy and the Culinary Arts/Hospitality Management Academy. The school has been accredited by the Middle States Association of Colleges and Schools Commission on Secondary Schools since 1928.
As of the 2009-10 school year, the school had an enrollment of 1,494 students and 90 classroom teachers (on a FTE basis, for a student–teacher ratio of 16.60.
In Newsweek's May 22, 2007, issue, ranking the country's top high schools, Freehold High School was listed in 1338th place, the 47th-highest ranked school in New Jersey.
The school was the 132nd-ranked public high school in New Jersey out of 322 schools statewide, in New Jersey Monthly magazine's September 2010 cover story on the state's "Top Public High Schools", after being ranked 129th in 2008 out of 316 schools. The school was ranked 95th in the magazine's September 2006 issue, which surveyed 316 schools across the state. Schooldigger.com ranked the school 112th out of 381 public high schools statewide in its 2011 rankings (a decrease of 34 positions from the 2010 ranking) which were based on the combined percentage of students classified as proficient or above proficient on the mathematics (86.9%) and language arts literacy (95.1%) components of the High School Proficiency Assessment (HSPA).
wn.com/Freehold_High_School -
Glastonbury Festival
The Glastonbury Festival of Contemporary Performing Arts, commonly abbreviated to Glastonbury or even Glasto, is a performing arts festival that takes place near Pilton, Somerset, England, best known for its contemporary music, but also for dance, comedy, theatre, circus, cabaret and other arts.
The festival organiser Michael Eavis, a farmer in a Somerset valley stated that he decided to host the first festival, then called Pilton Festival, after seeing an open air Led Zeppelin concert at the Bath Festival of Blues and Progressive Music 1970. Fourteen people, including John Hoare, invested everything they had to build the stage.
The first festivals in the 1970s were influenced by hippie ethics and the free festival movement. The festival retains vestiges of this tradition such as the Green Fields area which includes the Green Futures and Healing Field. After the 1970s the festival took place almost every year and grew in size, with the number of attendees sometimes being swollen by gate-crashers.
wn.com/Glastonbury_Festival -
Ivory Coast
The Republic of Côte d'Ivoire
i/ˌkoʊt dɨˈvwɑr/ (French: [kot d‿ivwaʁ]) or Ivory Coast i/ˌaɪvəri ˈkoʊst/ is a country in West Africa. It has an area of 322,462 square kilometres (124,503 sq mi), and borders the countries Liberia, Guinea, Mali, Burkina Faso and Ghana; its southern boundary is along the Gulf of Guinea. The country's population was 15,366,672 in 1998 and was estimated to be 20,617,068 in 2009. Côte d'Ivoire's first national census in 1975 counted 6.7 million inhabitants.
Prior to its colonization by Europeans, Côte d'Ivoire was home to several states, including Gyaaman, the Kong Empire, and Baoulé. There were two Anyi kingdoms, Indénié and Sanwi, which attempted to retain their separate identity through the French colonial period and after Côte d'Ivoire's independence. An 1843–1844 treaty made Côte d'Ivoire a protectorate of France and in 1893, it became a French colony as part of the European scramble for Africa.
Côte d'Ivoire became independent on 7 August 1960. From 1960 to 1993, the country was led by Félix Houphouët-Boigny. It maintained close political and economic association with its West African neighbours, while at the same time maintaining close ties to the West, especially to France. Since the end of Houphouët-Boigny's rule, Côte d'Ivoire has experienced one coup d’état, in 1999, and a civil war, which broke out in 2002. A political agreement between the government and the rebels brought a return to peace. Côte d'Ivoire is a republic with a strong executive power invested in the President. Its de jure capital is Yamoussoukro and the biggest city is the port city of Abidjan. The country is divided into 19 regions and 81 departments. It is a member of the Organisation of Islamic Cooperation, African Union, La Francophonie, Latin Union, Economic Community of West African States and South Atlantic Peace and Cooperation Zone.
wn.com/Ivory_Coast -
Jersey Shore
The Jersey Shore is a term used to refer to both the Atlantic coast of the U.S. state of New Jersey and the adjacent resort and residential communities. The New Jersey State Department of Tourism considers the Shore Region, Greater Atlantic City, and the Southern Shore to be distinct, each having a different character. The other three tourism marketing areas are the Gateway, the Delaware Valley, and the Skylands.
Geographically, the term encompasses about 217 miles of the New Jersey coastal area from Sandy Hook in the north to Cape May in the south. The Jersey Shore area includes the easternmost portions of Monmouth, Atlantic, Cape May and Ocean counties. While there is no defined border between North Jersey and South Jersey, the Manasquan River or Interstate 195 are often mentioned as the border.
The coast is lined with over 40 communities, including Long Branch, Asbury Park, Ocean Grove, Belmar, Spring Lake, Manasquan, Point Pleasant Beach, Seaside Heights, Long Beach Island, Brigantine, Atlantic City, Ocean City, Sea Isle City, Wildwood, Wildwood Crest, Chadwick Beach Island, Cape May, and Stone Harbor. Long Branch and Cape May both claim to be the country's original seashore resort; Ocean Grove and Cape May are world-renowned for their collections of Victorian residential architecture.
wn.com/Jersey_Shore -
Naples
Coordinates: 40°50′42″N 14°15′30″E / 40.845°N 14.25833°E / 40.845; 14.25833
Naples (Italian: Napoli [ˈnaːpoli] (
listen), Neapolitan: Napule; Latin: Neapolis; Ancient Greek: Νεάπολις, meaning "new city") is the capital of Campania and the third-largest city in Italy, after Rome and Milan. As of 2012[update], around 960,000 people live within the city's administrative limits. The wider Naples urban area, covering 777 km2 (300 sq mi), has a population of over 3 million, and is the 10th-most populous urban area in the European Union. Between 4.1 and 4.4 million people live in the overall Naples metropolitan area, one of the largest European cities on the Mediterranean Sea.
Naples is one of the oldest continuously inhabited cities in the world. Greek settlements were established on the island of Megaride in the Gulf of Naples as early as the 9th century BC. A larger mainland colony – initially known as Parthenope (Παρθενόπη) – developed around the 7th century BC, and was refounded as Neápolis (Νεάπολις) in the 5th century BC. Naples became a lynchpin of Magna Graecia and played a key role in the merging of Greek culture into Roman society, eventually becoming a cultural centre of the Roman Republic. Naples remained influential after the fall of the Western Roman Empire, serving as the capital city of the Kingdom of Naples between 1282 and 1816. Thereafter, in union with Sicily, it became the capital of the Two Sicilies until the unification of Italy in 1861. During the Neapolitan War of 1815, Naples strongly promoted Italian unification.
wn.com/Naples -
New Jersey
New Jersey (
i/nuː ˈdʒɜrzi/) is a state in the Northeastern and Middle Atlantic regions of the United States. It is bordered on the north and east by the U.S. state of New York, on the southeast and south by the Atlantic Ocean, on the west by Pennsylvania, and on the southwest by Delaware. New Jersey is the 4th least extensive, but the 11th most populous and the most densely populated of the 50 United States. New Jersey lies mostly within the sprawling metropolitan areas of New York City and Philadelphia. It is also the third wealthiest by 2009–2010 median household income.
The area was inhabited by Native Americans for more than 2,800 years, with historical tribes such as the Lenape along the coast. In the early 17th century, the Dutch and the Swedes made the first European settlements. The British later seized control of the region, naming it the Province of New Jersey. It was granted as a colony to Sir George Carteret and John Berkeley, 1st Baron Berkeley of Stratton. At this time, it was named after the largest of the British Channel Islands, Jersey, Carteret's birthplace. New Jersey was the site of several decisive battles during the American Revolutionary War.
wn.com/New_Jersey -
Ocean County College
Ocean County College is an accredited, coeducational, two-year, public, community college located in Ocean County, New Jersey. Its main campus is in Toms River. Other locations include the Southern Education Center in Manahawkin and over twenty off-campus sites throughout Ocean County.
The Toms River campus also houses the Fine Arts Center and the Robert J. Novins Planetarium. Both offer programming for the local community.
The current President is John H. Larson, who entered office in 2000. Previously, he was president of Luzerne County Community College in Nanticoke, PA. He holds a BA degree from Norwich University, and a M.A. and Ph.D. from the University of Maryland.
Ocean County College received a Robert Wood Johnson Foundation grant to develop an online education model to address shortages of RNs in the hospital setting, and to create New Jersey’s first online Associate Degree Nursing (ADN) Program.[citation needed] Although there are many online RN to BSN and MSN programs, there are very few online programs at the ADN level. The program allows those currently employed in the health care field to complete an RN program by attending class only one day per week (primarily on-site in host health care institutions) supplemented by online instruction. In November 2006 the OCC One Day per Week Nursing Program received a President's Award from the New Jersey Public Health Association honoring this online nursing program for helping to reduce the nursing shortage in New Jersey.[citation needed]
wn.com/Ocean_County_College -
Philadelphia
Philadelphia ( /ˌfɪləˈdɛlfiə/) is the largest city in the Commonwealth of Pennsylvania and the county seat of Philadelphia County, with which it is coterminous. The city is located in the Northeastern United States along the Delaware and Schuylkill rivers. It is the fifth-most-populous city in the United States, with a population of 1,526,006 as of the 2010 U.S. Census. Philadelphia is also the commercial, cultural, and educational center of the Delaware Valley, home to 6 million people and the country's fifth-largest metropolitan area. The Philadelphia metropolitan division consists of five counties in Pennsylvania and has a population of 4,008,994. Popular nicknames for Philadelphia are Philly and The City of Brotherly Love, the latter of which comes from the literal meaning of the city's name in Greek (Greek: Φιλαδέλφεια ([pʰilaˈdelpʰeːa], Modern Greek: [filaˈðelfia]) "brotherly love", compounded from philos (φίλος) "loving", and adelphos (ἀδελφός) "brother").
wn.com/Philadelphia -
Pinkpop Festival
Pinkpop Festival, or Pinkpop for short, is a festival held at Landgraaf, Netherlands. It is held annually on the Pentecost weekend (Pinksteren in Dutch, hence the name). In 1970, the first festival took place in Geleen, now part of municipality Sittard-Geleen and was held on the Monday following that weekend.
Today, Pinkpop is a 3 day festival, from Saturday to Monday, and visited by approximately 60,000 people a day with performances on 3 separate stages. In 35 years, 1.5 million people have attended Pinkpop. More than 500 musical acts have played at the festival.
In 1994 (the 25th edition), it was decided to sell only 60,000 tickets, to prevent overcrowding due to the popularity of the festival. In 1995, it was made into a 2-day festival. Two years later, in 1997, this was further expanded to three days.
2007 saw a spin-off, later in the year, on 11 August, called Pinkpop Classic, for an older rock audience, with bands that previously performed there in past decades.
In 2008 Pinkpop was for the first time in its history, not held on Pentecost weekend which fell too early that year for the convenience of fans and performers alike.
wn.com/Pinkpop_Festival -
September 11 attacks
The September 11 attacks (also referred to as September 11, September 11th or 9/11) were a series of four suicide attacks that were committed in the United States on September 11, 2001, coordinated to strike the areas of New York City and Washington, D.C. On that Tuesday morning, 19 terrorists from the Islamist militant group al-Qaeda hijacked four passenger jets. The hijackers intentionally piloted two of those planes, American Airlines Flight 11 and United Airlines Flight 175, into the Twin Towers of the World Trade Center complex in New York City; both towers collapsed within two hours. The hijackers also intentionally crashed American Airlines Flight 77 into the Pentagon in Arlington, Virginia, and intended to pilot the fourth hijacked jet, United Airlines Flight 93, into a target in Washington, D.C.; however, the plane crashed into a field near Shanksville, Pennsylvania after its passengers attempted to take control of the jet from the hijackers. Nearly 3,000 people died in the attacks including the 227 civilians and 19 hijackers aboard the four planes, none of whom survived.
wn.com/September_11_attacks -
The Plain Dealer
The Plain Dealer is the major daily newspaper of Cleveland, Ohio, United States. It has the largest circulation of any Ohio newspaper and was a top 20 newspaper for circulation in the United States as of September 2009. As of 31 March 2011 (2011 -03-31)[update], for the preceding six-month period, the newspaper reported an average daily paid circulation of 254,372 and a Sunday paid circulation of 403,001.
As of May 2006[update], The Plain Dealer had more than 785,000 readers on weekdays and 1 million readers on Sunday.The Plain Dealer's media market, Greater Cleveland, is ranked #1 in the country for Sunday newspaper readership percentage (75.4% of total adults) and #2 in daily newspaper readership percentage (62.6% of total adults), second only to The New York Times in the weekday editions.
The newspaper was established in 1842, less than 50 years after Moses Cleaveland landed on the banks of the Cuyahoga River in The Flats, and is currently owned by Advance Publications (Newhouse Newspapers).The Plain Dealer is under the direction of Terrance C.Z. Egger, who serves as President and Publisher, Robert M. Long, Executive Vice President, as well as Debra Adams Simmons, who serves as Editor, replacing Susan Goldberg. The paper employs over 1,500 people.
wn.com/The_Plain_Dealer -
The Stone Pony
The Stone Pony, located in Asbury Park, New Jersey, is one of the world's best known music venues. It is known as a starting point for many musicians, first and foremost for Southside Johnny and the Asbury Jukes, who were the house-band for much of the mid-seventies, but also for New Jersey natives Bruce Springsteen, Patti Scialfa, Jon Bon Jovi, and Bam Bam Bigelow (who worked there as a bouncer before his days as a professional wrestler), and Massachusetts native actor/musician "Miami" Steve Van Zandt who was the first guitarist, producer and manager of the Asbury Jukes. According to the vice president of the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame, Robert Santelli, "the club has already earned its place in history as one of rock 'n' roll's great venues. Most rock critics and historians that I come in contact with on a regular basis feel that The Stone Pony is one of the greatest rock clubs of all time."
Prior to becoming a music venue, the building housed a restaurant named Mrs. Jay's, next to which was Mrs. Jay's Beer Garden that was frequented by a polyglot community of tourists, high school and college students and bikers.[citation needed] During the mid 1960s, Mrs. Jay's management began to allow bands to perform. After the restaurant and beer garden went out of business in 1968, allegedly over a waitress wearing a see-through blouse, Mrs. Jay's moved two doors south and reopened a short time thereafter. The second incarnation of Mrs. Jays became a notorious biker hangout in its later days before being demolished in the late '80s. Harley-Davidsons lined entire blocks after cruising the circuit.[citation needed] The building that originally housed Mrs. Jay's remained dark until 1974 when it reopened under the Stone Pony banner.
wn.com/The_Stone_Pony -
Vico Equense
Vico Equense is a coastal town and comune in the province of Naples, in the Campania region of southern Italy.
Vico Equense is part of the greater Bay of Naples metropolitan area and is a popular destination for tourists. Located on a tuff cliff, it is relatively close to the ferry to the island of Capri, the volcano Vesuvius, the Monte Faito and the ancient town of Pompeii.
The town is bordered by Castellammare di Stabia, Meta, Piano di Sorrento, Pimonte and Positano.
A 7th century, pre-Roman necropolis has been found in the area. Later, when it was called Latin: Aequana) Roman patricians chose it for their villas. After a long decline, the center started to flourish again in the late 13th century, when it became independent from the Duchy of Sorrento and King Charles II of Naples repeatedly sojourned in the town, where he also built a castle (1301). To this period also date the Cathedral, the only example of Gothic Cathedral in the Sorrentine Peninsula.
Media related to Vico Equense at Wikimedia Commons
wn.com/Vico_Equense
-
Adam Clayton
Adam Charles Clayton (born 13 March 1960) is a musician, best known as the bassist of the Irish rock band U2. Clayton has resided in County Dublin since the time his family moved to Malahide when he was five years old in 1965. Clayton is well known for his bass playing on songs such as "New Year's Day", "Bullet the Blue Sky", "With or Without You", "Mysterious Ways", "Get on Your Boots", and "Magnificent". His work on No Line on the Horizon has been cited as his best bass playing. He has worked on several solo projects throughout his career, such as his work with fellow band member Larry Mullen Jr. on the theme of 1996's Mission: Impossible. Clayton, as a part of U2, has won 22 Grammy awards.
Clayton is the elder child of Brian and Jo Clayton, born on 13 March 1960 in Chinnor, Oxfordshire, England. When Clayton was five years old, his family moved from Oxfordshire to Malahide, County Dublin, where Clayton's brother Sebastian was born. The Clayton family became friends with the Evans family, with their sons Dik and Dave (more commonly known as The Edge), who were both in the original group, Feedback, that spawned U2.
wn.com/Adam_Clayton -
Alan Menken
Alan Menken (born July 22, 1949) is a pianist and composer of American musical theatre and film.
Menken is best known for his scores for films produced by Walt Disney Animation Studios. His scores for The Little Mermaid, Beauty and the Beast, Aladdin, and Pocahontas have each won him two Academy Awards. He also composed the scores for The Hunchback of Notre Dame, Hercules, Home on the Range, The Shaggy Dog, Enchanted, and most recently, Tangled. Menken has collaborated on several occasions with lyricists including Howard Ashman, Tim Rice, Glenn Slater, and Stephen Schwartz. With nineteen nominations and eight wins, Menken has won the third most Oscars of any person, after Walt Disney (twenty-two wins) and Alfred Newman (nine wins).
Menken was born in New York, NY to a Jewish family, the son of Judith and Norman Menken, a dentist. He developed an interest in music at an early age, studying piano and violin. He went to New Rochelle High School in New Rochelle, New York. He attended college as a pre-med student, but later changed his focus to music at NYU Steinhardt. After college, he attended the BMI Lehman Engel Musical Theater Workshop. He performed frequently in local clubs and worked as a composer of jingles and songs and as an accompanist.
wn.com/Alan_Menken -
Andrew Lloyd Webber
Andrew Lloyd Webber, Baron Lloyd-Webber Kt. (born 22 March 1948) is an English composer and impresario of musical theatre.
Lloyd Webber has achieved great popular success in musical theatre. Several of his musicals have run for more than a decade both in the West End and on Broadway. He has composed 13 musicals, a song cycle, a set of variations, two film scores, and a Latin Requiem Mass. He has also gained a number of honours, including a knighthood in 1992, followed by a peerage from the British Government for services to Music, seven Tony Awards, three Grammy Awards, an Academy Award, fourteen Ivor Novello Awards, seven Olivier Awards, a Golden Globe Award, and the Kennedy Center Honors in 2006.
Several of his songs have been widely recorded and were hits outside of their parent musicals, notably "The Music of the Night" from The Phantom of the Opera, "I Don't Know How to Love Him" from Jesus Christ Superstar, "Don't Cry for Me, Argentina" and "You Must Love Me" from Evita, "Any Dream Will Do" from Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat and "Memory" from Cats.
wn.com/Andrew_Lloyd_Webber -
Angela Lansbury
Angela Brigid Lansbury, CBE (born 16 October 1925) is an English-born US-naturalized actress and singer in theatre, television, and motion pictures. Her career has spanned eight decades and earned an unsurpassed number of performance Tony Awards (tied with Julie Harris), with five wins. Her first film appearance was in the film Gaslight (1944) as a conniving maid, for which she received an Academy Award nomination. Among her other films are The Manchurian Candidate (1962), Bedknobs and Broomsticks (1971), Beauty and the Beast (1991), and Anastasia (1997).
She expanded her repertoire to Broadway musicals and television in the 1950s and was particularly successful in Broadway productions of Gypsy, Mame and Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street. Lansbury is perhaps best known to modern audiences for her twelve-year run starring as writer and sleuth Jessica Fletcher on the American television series Murder, She Wrote (1984–1996). Her recent roles include Lady Adelaide Stitch in the film Nanny McPhee (2005), Leona Mullen in the 2007 Broadway play Deuce, Madame Arcati in the 2009 Broadway revival of the play Blithe Spirit and Madame Armfeldt in the 2010 Broadway revival of the musical A Little Night Music.
wn.com/Angela_Lansbury -
Annie Lennox
Ann "Annie" Lennox, OBE (born 25 December 1954), is a Scottish singer-songwriter, political activist and philanthropist. After achieving minor success in the late 1970s as part of the New Wave band The Tourists, she and fellow musician David A. Stewart went on to achieve major international success in the 1980s as Eurythmics. Lennox is the most recognized female artist at the Brit Awards, winning a total of eight awards. She has also been named the "Brits Champion of Champions".
Lennox embarked on a solo career in the 1990s with her debut album, Diva (1992), which produced several hit singles including "Why" and "Walking on Broken Glass". To date, she has released five solo studio albums and a compilation album, The Annie Lennox Collection (2009). She is the recipient of eight Brit Awards, four Grammy Awards and an MTV Video Music Award. In 2002, Lennox received a Billboard Century Award; the highest accolade from Billboard Magazine. In 2004, she won both the Golden Globe and the Academy Award for Best Original Song for "Into the West", written for the soundtrack to the feature film The Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King.
wn.com/Annie_Lennox -
Barack Obama
Barack Hussein Obama II (i/bəˈrɑːk huːˈseɪn oʊˈbɑːmə/; born August 4, 1961) is the 44th and current President of the United States. He is the first African American to hold the office. In January 2005, Obama was sworn in as a U.S. Senator in the state of Illinois. He would hold this office until November 2008, when he resigned following his victory in the 2008 presidential election.
Born in Honolulu, Hawaii, Obama is a graduate of Columbia University and Harvard Law School, where he was the president of the Harvard Law Review. He was a community organizer in Chicago before earning his law degree. He worked as a civil rights attorney in Chicago and taught constitutional law at the University of Chicago Law School from 1992 to 2004. He served three terms representing the 13th District in the Illinois Senate from 1997 to 2004.
Following an unsuccessful bid against the Democratic incumbent for a seat in the United States House of Representatives in 2000, Obama ran for the United States Senate in 2004. Several events brought him to national attention during the campaign, including his victory in the March 2004 Illinois Democratic primary for the Senate election and his keynote address at the Democratic National Convention in July 2004. He won election to the U.S. Senate in Illinois in November 2004. His presidential campaign began in February 2007, and after a close campaign in the 2008 Democratic Party presidential primaries against Hillary Rodham Clinton, he won his party's nomination. In the 2008 presidential election, he defeated Republican nominee John McCain, and was inaugurated as president on January 20, 2009. Nine months later, Obama was named the 2009 Nobel Peace Prize laureate. In April 2011, he announced that he would be running for re-election in 2012.
wn.com/Barack_Obama -
Barbra Streisand
Barbra Joan Streisand (/ˈstraɪsænd/; born April 24, 1942) is an American singer, actress, writer, film producer and director. She has won two Academy Awards, eight Grammy Awards, five Emmy Awards including one Daytime Emmy, a Special Tony Award, an American Film Institute award, a Peabody Award, and is one of the few entertainers who have won an Oscar, Emmy, Grammy, and Tony Award.
She is one of the most commercially and critically successful entertainers in modern entertainment history, with more than 71.5 million albums shipped in the United States and 140 million albums sold worldwide. She is the best-selling female artist on the Recording Industry Association of America's (RIAA) Top Selling Artists list, the only female recording artist in the top ten, and the only artist outside of the rock and roll genre. Along with Frank Sinatra, Cher, and Shirley Jones, she shares the distinction of being awarded an acting Oscar and also recording a number-one single on the U.S. Billboard Hot 100 chart.
wn.com/Barbra_Streisand -
Ben Harper
Benjamin Chase "Ben" Harper (born October 28, 1969) is an American singer-songwriter and musician. Harper plays an eclectic mix of blues, folk, soul, reggae and rock music and is known for his guitar-playing skills, vocals, live performances and activism. Harper's fan base spans several continents. His albums have been commercially successful in North America, Europe and Oceania. Harper is a two-time Grammy Award winner as well, winning awards for Best Pop Instrumental Performance and Best Traditional Soul Gospel Album, in 2005.
Harper was born in Claremont, in California's Inland Empire. His father, Leonard, was of African-American and Cherokee ancestry, and his mother, Ellen Chase-Verdries, is Jewish. His maternal great-grandmother was a Russian-Lithuanian Jew. His parents divorced when he was age five, and he grew up with his mother's family. Harper has two brothers, Joel and Peter.
Harper began playing guitar as a child. His maternal grandparents' music store The Folk Music Center and Museum laid a foundation of folk and blues for the artist, complemented by regular patrons Leonard Cohen, Taj Mahal and David Lindley and quotes of William Shakespeare and Robert Frost made often by his grandfather. At the age of 12, Harper played his first gig. During the '80s, in his teen years, Harper began to play the slide guitar, mimicking the style of Robert Johnson. Next, Harper refined his style, taking up the Weissenborn slide guitar. Harper broke out of the Inland Empire after being offered an invitation by Taj Mahal to tour with the artist. They recorded Taj Mahal's album Follow the Drinking Gourd, released in November 1990, and toured Hawaii.
wn.com/Ben_Harper -
Bernie Taupin
Bernard John "Bernie" Taupin (born 22 May 1950) is an English lyricist, poet, and singer, best known for his long-term collaboration with Elton John, writing the lyrics for the majority of the star's songs, making his lyrics some of the best known in pop-rock's history.
In 1967, Taupin answered an advertisement in the UK's music paper New Musical Express that was seeking new songwriters. Around the same time Elton John submitted samples of his work to the paper, and the pair were brought together, collaborating on many projects since.
Much of Taupin's childhood is reflected in his lyrics and poetry. He was born at Flatters Farmhouse which is located between the village of Anwick and the town of Sleaford in the southern part of Lincolnshire, England. Of French ancestry, his father was educated in Dijon and was employed as a stockman by a large farm estate near the town of Market Rasen and his mother worked as a nanny, having previously lived in Switzerland. The family later relocated to Rowston Manor, a significant step up from Flatters Farmhouse which had no electricity.
wn.com/Bernie_Taupin -
Bill Pascrell
William J. "Bill" Pascrell, Jr. (born January 25, 1937) is the U.S. Representative for New Jersey's 8th congressional district, serving since 1997. He is a member of the Democratic Party. The district is based in Paterson and includes most of Passaic County and suburban Essex County.
The grandson of Italian immigrants, Pascrell was born in Paterson, New Jersey and attended St. George’s Elementary School, and in 1955 graduated from St. John the Baptist High School, during which he was elected Student Council President. Pascrell later went on to attend Fordham University in New York where he earned a Bachelor’s degree in Journalism and a Master’s degree in Philosophy.
Pascrell spent 12 years as a high school teacher in Paramus, New Jersey, during which he taught several courses including Psychology, before being hired as a professor at Fairleigh Dickinson University. Previously, Pascrell was appointed to Paterson Board of Education, where he served as President of the Board. He also served as Board of Trustees of Passaic County Community College.
wn.com/Bill_Pascrell -
Billy Joel
William Martin "Billy" Joel (born May 9, 1949) is an American pianist, singer-songwriter, and composer. Since releasing his first hit song, "Piano Man," in 1973, Joel has become the sixth best-selling recording artist and the third best-selling solo artist in the United States, according to the RIAA.
Joel had Top 40 hits in the 1970s, 1980s, and 1990s, achieving 33 Top 40 hits in the United States, all of which he wrote himself. He is also a six-time Grammy Award winner, a 23-time Grammy nominee and has sold over 150 million records worldwide. He was inducted into the Songwriter's Hall of Fame (1992), the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame (1999), the Long Island Music Hall of Fame (2006), and the Hit Parade Hall of Fame (2009). In 2008, Billboard magazine released a list of the Hot 100 All-Time Top Artists to celebrate the US singles chart's 50th anniversary, with Billy Joel positioned at No. 23. With the exception of the 2007 songs "All My Life" and "Christmas in Fallujah," Joel stopped recording pop/rock material after 1993's River of Dreams, but he continued to tour extensively until 2010.
wn.com/Billy_Joel -
Björk
Björk Guðmundsdóttir ( /ˈbjɜrk/; [ˈpjœr̥k ˈkvʏðmʏntsˌtoʊhtɪr] ( listen); born 21 November 1965), known as Björk, is an Icelandic singer-songwriter. Her musical style is eclectic and she has achieved recognition in rock, jazz, electronic dance music, classical, and folk.
Björk's 1990s singles "It's Oh So Quiet", "Army of Me" and "Hyperballad" charted in the UK Top 10.[citation needed] Her record label, One Little Indian, reported that by 2003 she had sold more than 15 million albums worldwide. She has acquired a high level of critical acclaim. She has won four BRIT Awards, four MTV Video Music Awards, one MOJO Award, three UK Music Video Awards, and, in 2010, the Polar Music Prize from the Royal Swedish Academy of Music, in recognition for her "deeply personal music and lyrics, her precise arrangements and her unique voice".
Björk has also been nominated for twelve Grammy Awards, one Academy Award and two Golden Globe Awards. She won the Best Actress Award at the 2000 Cannes Film Festival for her performance in Dancer in the Dark. She was ranked thirty-sixth in VH1's "The 100 Greatest Women in Rock and Roll", eighth in MTV's "22 Greatest Voices in Music", and sixtieth in Rolling Stone's "100 Greatest Singers of All Time".
wn.com/Björk -
Bob Dylan
Bob Dylan (
/ˈdɪlən/), born Robert Allen Zimmerman on May 24, 1941, is an American singer-songwriter, musician and artist. He has been an influential figure in popular music and culture for five decades. Much of his most celebrated work dates from the 1960s when he was an informal chronicler and a seemingly reluctant figurehead of social unrest. A number of Dylan's early songs, such as "Blowin' in the Wind" and "The Times They Are a-Changin'", became anthems for the US civil rights and anti-war movements. Leaving his initial base in the culture of folk music behind, Dylan's six-minute single "Like a Rolling Stone" has been described as radically altering the parameters of popular music in 1965. However, his recordings employing electric instruments attracted denunciation and criticism from others in the folk movement.
Dylan's lyrics incorporated a variety of political, social, philosophical, and literary influences. They defied existing pop music conventions and appealed hugely to the then burgeoning counterculture. Initially inspired by the songs of Woody Guthrie,Robert Johnson, and Hank Williams, as well as the music and performance styles of Buddy Holly and Little Richard, Dylan has both amplified and personalized musical genres. His recording career, spanning fifty years, has explored numerous distinct traditions in American song—from folk, blues and country to gospel, rock and roll, and rockabilly to English, Scottish, and Irish folk music, embracing even jazz and swing.
wn.com/Bob_Dylan -
Bob Seger
Robert Clark "Bob" Seger (born May 6, 1945) is an American rock and roll singer-songwriter, guitarist and pianist.
As a locally successful Detroit-area artist, he performed and recorded as Bob Seger and the Last Heard and Bob Seger System throughout the 1960s. By the early 1970s, he had dropped the "System" from his recordings, and he continued to strive for broader success with other various bands. In 1973, he put together The Silver Bullet Band, an evolving group of Detroit-area musicians, with whom he became most successful. In 1976, he achieved a national breakout with the album Night Moves. On his studio albums, he also worked extensively with the Alabama-based Muscle Shoals Rhythm Section, which appeared on several of Seger's best-selling singles and albums.
A roots rocker with a classic raspy, shouting voice, Seger wrote and recorded songs that dealt with blue-collar themes and was an exemplar of heartland rock. Seger has recorded many hits, including "Night Moves", "Turn the Page", "We've Got Tonight", "Against the Wind", and "Like a Rock", and also co-wrote the Eagles' number-one hit "Heartache Tonight". His iconic recording of "Old Time Rock and Roll" was named one of the Songs of the Century in 2001.
wn.com/Bob_Seger -
Bobby Brown
Robert Barisford "Bobby" Brown (born February 5, 1969) is an American R&B singer-songwriter, occasional rapper, and dancer.
Brown started his career as one of the frontmen of the pop group New Edition, from its inception as The Bricks in 1978 until his forced exit from the group in 1986 following a period of misbehavior on his part. Starting a solo career, he became a hit success with his second album, Don't Be Cruel, which spawned a number of hit singles including the co-self penned "My Prerogative", which became his signature hit. Brown had a string of top ten hits on various Billboard charts between 1986 and 1992, and is a recipient of a Grammy Award. Brown is noted as a pioneer of New Jack Swing music, a fusion of hip-hop and R&B.
Brown was most noted in recent years as the ex-husband of pop singer Whitney Houston. Brown and Houston later gained notoriety co-starring in the reality show, Being Bobby Brown.
Brown was born in Boston as one of eight children to Herbert "Pops" and Carole Brown. Herbert was a construction worker and Carole was a schoolteacher. Brown and his family grew up in Roxbury's Orchard Park Projects. As a child, Brown got involved in petty theft including robbery later saying "I didn't wanna ask my mother or my father because they didn't have a lot of money", stating that whenever he saw something he wanted, "I'd just go to the store and take it." Brown also grew up around gangs. At ten, he was shot in the knee during a fight with a rival gang while attending a block party. Brown said his life reached a turning point at eleven after seeing one of his friends dead from multiple stab wounds at another party. Brown's brother Tommy would later say after that moment, Brown took "his career, schooling, his whole life more seriously." Brown's first taste of being onstage occurred at the age of three when one of his childhood idols, James Brown, performed in Boston.
wn.com/Bobby_Brown -
Bono
Paul David Hewson (born 10 May 1960), most commonly known by his stage name Bono (/ˈbɒnoʊ/ BON-oh), is an Irish singer, musician, and humanitarian best known for being the main vocalist of the Dublin-based rock band U2. Bono was born and raised in Dublin, Ireland, and attended Mount Temple Comprehensive School where he met his future wife, Alison Stewart, and the future members of U2. Bono writes almost all U2 lyrics, often using political, social, and religious themes. During their early years, Bono's lyrics contributed to U2's rebellious and spiritual tone. As the band matured, his lyrics became inspired more by personal experiences shared with members of U2.
Outside the band, he has collaborated and recorded with numerous artists, is managing director and a managing partner of Elevation Partners, and has refurbished and owns The Clarence Hotel in Dublin with The Edge. Bono is also widely known for his activism concerning Africa, for which he co-founded DATA, EDUN, the ONE Campaign and Product Red. He has organised and played in several benefit concerts and has met with influential politicians. Bono has been praised and criticised for his activism and involvement with U2. He has been nominated for the Nobel Peace Prize, was granted an honorary knighthood by Queen Elizabeth II of the United Kingdom, and was named as a Person of the Year by Time, among other awards and nominations.
wn.com/Bono -
Brian De Palma
Brian Russell De Palma (born September 11, 1940) is an American film director and writer. In a career spanning over 40 years, he is probably best known for his suspense and crime thriller films, including such box office successes as the horror film Carrie, Dressed to Kill, Scarface, The Untouchables, and Mission: Impossible.
Throughout the 1970s and early 1980s, De Palma worked repeatedly with actors Jennifer Salt, Amy Irving, Nancy Allen (his wife from 1979 to 1983), Gary Sinise, John Lithgow, William Finley, Charles Durning, Gerrit Graham, cinematographers Stephen H. Burum and Vilmos Zsigmond (see List of noted film director and cinematographer collaborations), set designer Jack Fisk, and composers Bernard Herrmann, John Williams and Pino Donaggio. De Palma is credited[by whom?] with fostering the careers of or outright discovering Robert De Niro, Jill Clayburgh, John C. Reilly, John Leguizamo, Andy Garcia and Margot Kidder.
De Palma, whose background is Italian Roman Catholic, was born in Newark, New Jersey, the son of Vivienne (née Muti) and Anthony Federico De Palma, an orthopedic surgeon. He was raised in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania and New Hampshire in various Protestant and Quaker schools, eventually graduating from Friends' Central School. He won a regional science-fair prize for a project titled "An Analog Computer to Solve Differential Equations".
wn.com/Brian_De_Palma -
Brian Wilson
Brian Douglas Wilson (born June 20, 1942) is an American musician, best known as the leader and chief songwriter of the group The Beach Boys. On stage, Wilson provided many of the lead vocals, and often harmonized with the group in falsetto. Early during his on-stage career, Wilson primarily played bass on stage, but gradually transitioned to primarily playing piano/keyboards. Besides being the primary composer in The Beach Boys, he also functioned as the band's main producer and arranger. After signing with Capitol Records in mid-1962, Wilson wrote or co-wrote more than two dozen Top 40 hits including "Surfin' Safari", "Surfin' USA", "Shut Down", "Little Deuce Coupe", "Be True to Your School", "In My Room", "Fun, Fun, Fun", "I Get Around", "Dance Dance Dance", "Help Me Rhonda", "California Girls" and "Good Vibrations". These songs and their accompanying albums were internationally popular, making The Beach Boys one of the biggest acts of their time.
In the mid-60s Wilson used his increasingly creative ambitions to compose and produce Pet Sounds, considered one of the greatest albums of all time. At this point his music was considered to rival that of Lennon–McCartney. The intended follow up to Pet Sounds, Smile, was cancelled for various reasons, including Wilson's deteriorating mental health. Wilson's contributions to The Beach Boys diminished as the years went by, and his erratic behavior led to tensions with the band. After years of treatment and recuperation, he began a solo career in 1988 with Brian Wilson, the same year that he and The Beach Boys were inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame. Since then he has toured for the first time in decades with a new band and released acclaimed albums such as a reworked version of Smile in 2004, for which Wilson won a Grammy Award for "Mrs. O'Leary's Cow (Fire)" as Best Rock Instrumental, That Lucky Old Sun, and Brian Wilson Reimagines Gershwin.
wn.com/Brian_Wilson -
Bruce Springsteen
Bruce Frederick Joseph Springsteen (born September 23, 1949), nicknamed "The Boss," is an American singer-songwriter-performer who records and tours with the E Street Band. Springsteen is widely known for his brand of heartland rock, poetic lyrics, and Americana sentiments centered on his native New Jersey.
Springsteen's recordings have included both commercially accessible rock albums and more somber folk-oriented works. His most successful studio albums, Born in the U.S.A. and Born to Run, showcase a talent for finding grandeur in the struggles of daily American life; he has sold more than 65 million albums in the United States and more than 120 million worldwide and he has earned numerous awards for his work, including 21 Grammy Awards, two Golden Globes and an Academy Award. He is widely regarded by many as one of the most influential songwriters of the 20th century, and in 2004, Rolling Stone ranked him as the 23rd Greatest Artist of all time.
Springsteen was born in Long Branch, New Jersey, and spent his childhood and high school years in Freehold Borough. He lived on South Street in Freehold Borough and attended Freehold Borough High School. His father, Douglas Frederick Springsteen, was of Dutch and Irish ancestry and worked, among other vocations, as a bus driver, although he was frequently unemployed; his surname is Dutch for jump stone. His mother, Adele Ann (née Zerilli), was a legal secretary and was of Italian ancestry. His maternal grandfather was born in Vico Equense, a city near Naples. He has two younger sisters, Virginia and Pamela. Pamela had a brief film career, but left acting to pursue still photography full time; she took photos for the Human Touch and Lucky Town albums.
wn.com/Bruce_Springsteen -
Burt Bacharach
Burt F. Bacharach ( /ˈbækəræk/ BAK-ə-rak; born May 12, 1928) is an American pianist, composer and music producer. He is known for his popular hit songs and compositions from the mid-1950s through the 1980s, with lyrics written by Hal David. Many of their hits were produced specifically for, and performed by, Dionne Warwick. Following on with the initial success of this collaboration, Bacharach went on to produce hits with Dusty Springfield, Bobbie Gentry, Jackie DeShannon and others.
As of 2006[update], Bacharach had written 70 Top 40 hits in the U.S., and 52 Top 40 hits in the UK.
Burt Bacharach was born in Kansas City, Missouri, but grew up in the Forest Hills section of New York City, graduating from Forest Hills High School in 1946. He is the son of Irma (née Freeman) and Bert Bacharach, a well-known syndicated newspaper columnist, and is of German-Jewish descent. Bacharach studied music at McGill University, under Helmut Blume, at the Mannes School of Music, and at the Music Academy of the West in Montecito, California. His composition teachers included Darius Milhaud, Henry Cowell, and Bohuslav Martinů. Following service in the Army, Bacharach worked as a pianist, both as a solo player and as an accompanist for singers such as Vic Damone, Polly Bergen, Steve Lawrence, the Ames Brothers and Paula Stewart (who became his first wife). For some years he was musical arranger for Marlene Dietrich as well as touring with her.
wn.com/Burt_Bacharach -
Carol Burnett
Carol Creighton Burnett (born April 26, 1933) is an American actress, comedian, singer, dancer and writer. Burnett started her career in New York. After becoming a hit on Broadway, she made her television debut. After successful appearances on The Garry Moore Show, Burnett moved to Los Angeles and began an eleven-year run on The Carol Burnett Show which was aired on CBS television from 1967 to 1978. With roots in vaudeville, The Carol Burnett Show was a variety show which combined comedy sketches, song, and dance. The comedy sketches included film parodies and character pieces. Burnett created many characters during the show's television run.
Burnett was born in San Antonio, Texas, the daughter of Ina Louise (née Creighton), a publicity writer for movie studios, and Joseph Thomas Burnett, a movie theater manager. Both of her parents suffered from alcoholism, and at a young age she was left with her grandmother, Mabel Eudora White. Her parents divorced in the late 1930s, and Burnett and her grandmother moved to an apartment near her mother’s in an impoverished area of Hollywood. There, they stayed in a boarding house with her younger half-sister Chrissy.
wn.com/Carol_Burnett -
Carole Bayer Sager
Carole Bayer Sager (born March 8,[citation needed] 1947) is an American lyricist, songwriter, singer, and painter.
Carole Bayer was born in New York City to parents Anita and Eli Bayer. She graduated from New York University, where she majored in English, dramatic arts and speech. She had already co-written her first pop hit, "A Groovy Kind of Love", with Toni Wine, while still a student at the New York City High School of Music and Art. It was recorded by the British invasion band The Mindbenders, whose version was a worldwide hit, reaching #2 on the Billboard magazine Hot 100. This song was later recorded by Sonny & Cher, Petula Clark, and Phil Collins, whose rendition for the film Buster reached Number one in 1988. She also had a minor career of singing songs as well—her biggest hit was her 1977 single, You're Moving Out Today.
Sager's first recording as a singer was the 1977 album Carole Bayer Sager, which included the #1 international single[citation needed] "You're Moving Out Today", a song which she co-wrote with Bette Midler. (Paul Buckmaster provided horn and string arrangements for the album.) The album went platinum in Japan, Australia, and the United Kingdom. It was followed by ...Too in 1978 and a third and last album, co-produced by Burt Bacharach, entitled Sometimes Late at Night (1981), which included a top 30 hit single "Stronger Than Before", later recorded by Dionne Warwick and Chaka Khan.
wn.com/Carole_Bayer_Sager -
Charles Giordano
Charles Giordano (born 1954 in Brooklyn, New York) is an American keyboardist and accordionist. Giordano is known primarily as the newest adjunct member of Bruce Springsteen's E Street Band, playing keyboards and organ following the serious illness and subsequent death of longtime E Street organist Danny Federici in 2008. He is also known for playing keyboards with Pat Benatar in the 1980s, for playing keyboards and accordion with Springsteen's Sessions Band on the 2006 album We Shall Overcome: The Seeger Sessions and subsequent Sessions Band Tour,.
With Benatar he was usually billed as Charlie Giordano and played for five albums, beginning in 1983; his role in the band was praised by Billboard magazine. With Benatar he was identifiable by his glasses and distinctive array of berets, blazers and 1980s-style ties. Giordano also was a member of The David Johansen Group and went on to perform with Buster Poindexter and The Banshees of Blue.
As a session musician Giordano's playing has included Madeleine Peyroux's 1996 album Dreamland and Bucky Pizzarelli's 2000 album Italian Intermezzo; the latter's mix of opera, Italian folk, and swing presaged his appearance in the similarly genre-mashing Sessions Band Tour with Springsteen. Giordano also participated in a 2002 revival of garage rock icons ? and the Mysterians. In 2008, he accompanied British singer Barb Jungr for a short stand in a New York City cabaret.
wn.com/Charles_Giordano -
Chita Rivera
Chita Rivera (born January 23, 1933) is an American actress, dancer, and singer best known for her roles in musical theater. She is the first Hispanic woman to receive a Kennedy Center Honors award (December 2002). She was awarded the Presidential Medal of Freedom in 2009.
Rivera (birth name: Dolores Conchita Figueroa del Rivero) was born in Washington, D.C., the daughter of Katherine, a government clerk, and Pedro Julio Figueroa del Rivero, a clarinetist and saxophonist for the United States Navy Band. Her father was Puerto Rican and her mother was of Scottish and Italian descent. Rivera was seven years old when her mother was widowed and went to work for The Pentagon.
In 1944, Rivera's mother enrolled her in the Jones-Haywood School of Ballet (now the Jones Haywood School of Dance). Later, when she was 15, a teacher from George Balanchine's School of American Ballet visited their studio and Rivera was one of two students picked to audition in New York City; she was accompanied to the audition by Doris Jones, one of the people who ran the Jones-Haywood School. Rivera's audition was successful and she was accepted into the school and given a scholarship
wn.com/Chita_Rivera -
Chris Vaughn
Chris Vaughn is an American songwriter, recording artist, filmmaker/producer/director from Neptune, New Jersey. He is best known for his original song "Fallen Angel", was featured in the film Stiletto; and as a filmmaker for his documentary film Jerseyboy Hero, which he wrote, produced, directed, scored and starred in himself. Vaughn was born and raised in New Jersey. He went to high school at Shore Regional High School in West Long Branch, New Jersey and currently resides in Brick, New Jersey with his wife, Shannon and their two sons.
Chris Vaughn debut's as a film director, producer and star in his first film entitled, "Jerseyboy Hero". Jerseyboy Hero is a documentary film which features Chris Vaughn as an aspiring musician. which was inspired by New Jersey Native Musicians, Bruce Springsteen and Jon Bon Jovi. It follows the filmmaker/songwriter as he records and promotes his own music in hopes of reaching either one of these two local legends from the Garden State. The film's first rough cut screening was premiered at the 2010 Garden State Film Festival, but the film was not screened in its final form until April 7, 2011 at Clearview Cinemas in Red Bank, New Jersey. The film is scored completely by Chris Vaughn and features all his own original music. Vaughn's finally does capture his Hometown Hero, Bruce Springsteen for the film finale.
wn.com/Chris_Vaughn -
Chuck Berry
Charles Edward Anderson "Chuck" Berry (born October 18, 1926) is an American guitarist, singer and songwriter, and one of the pioneers of rock and roll music. With songs such as "Maybellene" (1955), "Roll Over Beethoven" (1956), "Rock and Roll Music" (1957) and "Johnny B. Goode" (1958), Chuck Berry refined and developed rhythm and blues into the major elements that made rock and roll distinctive, with lyrics focusing on teen life and consumerism and utilizing guitar solos and showmanship that would be a major influence on subsequent rock music.
Born into a middle class family in St. Louis, Missouri, Berry had an interest in music from an early age and gave his first public performance at Sumner High School. While still a high school student he served a prison sentence for armed robbery between 1944 and 1947. On his release, Berry settled into married life and worked at an automobile assembly plant. By early 1953, influenced by the guitar riffs and showmanship techniques of blues player T-Bone Walker, he was performing in the evenings with the Johnnie Johnson Trio. His break came when he traveled to Chicago in May 1955, and met Muddy Waters, who suggested he contact Leonard Chess of Chess Records. With Chess he recorded "Maybellene"—Berry's adaptation of the country song "Ida Red"—which sold over a million copies, reaching No. 1 on Billboard's Rhythm and Blues chart. By the end of the 1950s, Berry was an established star with several hit records and film appearances to his name as well as a lucrative touring career. He had also established his own St. Louis-based nightclub, called Berry's Club Bandstand. But in January 1962, Berry was sentenced to three years in prison for offenses under the Mann Act—he had transported a 14-year-old girl across state lines.
wn.com/Chuck_Berry -
Clarence Clemons
Clarence Anicholas Clemons, Jr. (January 11, 1942 – June 18, 2011), also known as The Big Man, was an American musician and actor. From 1972 until his death, he was a prominent member of Bruce Springsteen's E Street Band, playing the tenor saxophone.
He released several solo albums and in 1985, had a hit single with "You're a Friend of Mine", a duet with Jackson Browne. As a guest musician he also featured on Aretha Franklin's classic "Freeway of Love" and on Twisted Sister's "Be Chrool to Your Scuel" as well as performing in concert with The Grateful Dead and Ringo Starr & His All-Starr Band. As an actor Clemons featured in several films, including New York, New York and Bill & Ted's Excellent Adventure.
He also made cameo appearances in several TV series, including Diff'rent Strokes, Nash Bridges, The Simpsons and The Wire. Together with his television writer friend Don Reo he published his semi-fictional autobiography told in third person, Big Man: Real Life & Tall Tales, in 2009. Clemons suffered a stroke on June 12, 2011, and died of complications from it on June 18.
wn.com/Clarence_Clemons -
Clint Eastwood
Clinton "Clint" Eastwood, Jr. (born May 31, 1930) is an American film actor, director, producer, composer and politician. Eastwood first came to prominence as a supporting cast member in the TV series Rawhide (1959–1965). He rose to fame for playing the Man with No Name in Sergio Leone's Dollars trilogy of spaghetti westerns (A Fistful of Dollars, For a Few Dollars More, and The Good, the Bad and the Ugly) during the late 1960s, and as Harry Callahan in the Dirty Harry films (Dirty Harry, Magnum Force, The Enforcer, Sudden Impact, and The Dead Pool) throughout the 1970s and 1980s. These roles, among others, have made him an enduring cultural icon of masculinity.
For his work in the films Unforgiven (1992) and Million Dollar Baby (2004), Eastwood won Academy Awards for Best Director and Producer of the Best Picture, as well as receiving nominations for Best Actor. These films in particular, as well as others including Play Misty for Me (1971), Thunderbolt and Lightfoot (1974), The Outlaw Josey Wales (1976), Escape from Alcatraz (1979), Tightrope (1984), Pale Rider (1985), Heartbreak Ridge (1986), In the Line of Fire (1993), The Bridges of Madison County (1995), and Gran Torino (2008), have all received commercial success and critical acclaim. Eastwood's only comedies have been Every Which Way but Loose (1978) and its sequel Any Which Way You Can (1980), which are his two most commercially successful films after adjustment for inflation.
wn.com/Clint_Eastwood -
Courteney Cox
Courteney Bass Cox (born June 15, 1964) is an American actress. She is best known for her roles as Monica Geller on the NBC sitcom Friends, Gale Weathers in the horror series Scream, and as Jules Cobb in the ABC sitcom Cougar Town, for which she earned her first Golden Globe nomination. Cox has also starred in Dirt produced by Coquette Productions, a production company created by herself and husband at the time David Arquette.
Courteney Cox was raised in Mountain Brook, Alabama, a suburb of Birmingham, the daughter of businessman Richard Lewis Cox (January 28, 1931 – September 3, 2001) and his wife Courteney (née Bass, later Copeland). She has two older sisters, Virginia and Dottie, and an older brother, Richard, Jr. Her parents divorced in 1974 and her mother then married businessman Hunter Copeland (uncle to music promoter and business manager Ian Copeland). After graduating from Mountain Brook High School, Cox left for Mount Vernon College in Washington, D.C., but did not complete her architecture course, opting instead to pursue a career in modeling and acting.
wn.com/Courteney_Cox -
Dale Maharidge
Dale Maharidge (born 24 October 1956) is a Pulitzer Prize-winning author and journalist best known for his collaborations with photographer Michael Williamson.
Maharidge and Williamson's book And Their Children After Them won the Pulitzer Prize for General Non-Fiction in 1990. It was conceived as a revisiting of the places and people depicted in Walker Evans's and James Agee's Let Us Now Praise Famous Men. Also with Williamson, Maharidge wrote Journey to Nowhere: The Saga of the New Underclass, which singer-songwriter Bruce Springsteen has credited as an influence for songs such as "Youngstown" and "The New Timer".
Reared in Ohio, Maharidge was a staff writer for The Plain Dealer and the Sacramento Bee. It was while at the Bee that he formed his partnership with Williamson, who was a news photographer for the paper. The pair have traveled and lived among the rural poor as they documented the underside of American prosperity. Maharidge has also contributed to publications ranging from Rolling Stone to the New York Times.
wn.com/Dale_Maharidge -
Danny Federici
Daniel Paul "Danny" Federici (January 23, 1950 – April 17, 2008) was an American musician, best known as the longtime organ, glockenspiel, and accordion player for Bruce Springsteen's E Street Band.
Federici started to play accordion when he was seven years old, which he learned from watching The Lawrence Welk Show. When he mastered classical music and polka, his mother booked him at parties, clubs and on radio. While he continued his studies in classical accordion, he gained an interest in jazz and blues, after he heard a professor at the Neupauer Conservatory of Music in Philadelphia play those styles on accordion.
During in-concert band intros, Springsteen often referred to him as "Phantom", sometimes said to be because of an incident in Asbury Park in the 1960s where Federici evaded a police crackdown that resulted in the arrest of numerous others. Federici attended high school at Hunterdon Central High School in New Jersey. When he, along with Vini Lopez, started the band Child at the end of the 1960s, their choice for a singer fell on Bruce Springsteen; Federici also joined Springsteen in other early efforts such as Steel Mill.
wn.com/Danny_Federici -
Dave Brubeck
David Warren "Dave" Brubeck (born December 6, 1920) is an American jazz pianist. He has written a number of jazz standards, including "In Your Own Sweet Way" and "The Duke". Brubeck's style ranges from refined to bombastic, reflecting his mother's attempts at classical training and his improvisational skills. His music is known for employing unusual time signatures, and superimposing contrasting rhythms, meters, and tonalities.
His long-time musical partner, alto saxophonist Paul Desmond, wrote the Dave Brubeck Quartet's best remembered piece, "Take Five", which is in 5/4 time and has endured as a jazz classic on the top-selling jazz album, Time Out. Brubeck experimented with time signatures throughout his career, recording "Pick Up Sticks" in 6/4, "Unsquare Dance" in 7/4, and "Blue Rondo à la Turk" in 9/8. He is also a respected composer of orchestral and sacred music, and wrote soundtracks for television such as Mr. Broadway and the animated mini-series This Is America, Charlie Brown.
Brubeck was born in Concord, California and grew up in Ione. He is of English (maternal), Swiss and possibly Native American Modoc Tribe multi-ethnic (paternal) ancestry His father, Howard "Pete" Brubeck, was a cattle rancher, and his mother, Elizabeth (née Ivey), who had studied piano in England under Myra Hess and intended to become a concert pianist, taught piano for extra money. Brubeck originally did not intend to become a musician (his two older brothers, Henry and Howard, were already on that track), but took lessons from his mother. He could not read sheet music during these early lessons, attributing this difficulty to poor eyesight, but "faked" his way through, well enough that this deficiency went mostly unnoticed.
wn.com/Dave_Brubeck -
Dave Grohl
David Eric "Dave" Grohl (born January 14, 1969) is an American rock musician, multi-instrumentalist, and singer-songwriter, who is the lead vocalist, guitarist, primary songwriter and founder of the Foo Fighters, prior to which he was the drummer in the grunge band Nirvana. He is also the drummer and co-founder of the rock supergroup Them Crooked Vultures. Grohl has additionally written all the music and performed all the instruments for his short-lived side projects Late! and Probot, as well as being involved with Queens of the Stone Age numerous times throughout the past decade. He has performed session work (as a drummer) for a variety of musicians, including Garbage, Killing Joke, Nine Inch Nails, The Prodigy, Slash, Juliette Lewis, Tenacious D, Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers, and Lemmy Kilmister.
As a child, Grohl's family relocated from Warren, Ohio, to Springfield, Virginia, a suburb of Washington, D.C. Three years later, when Grohl was six, his parents divorced, and Grohl grew up living with his mother.
wn.com/Dave_Grohl -
Dave Marsh
Dave Marsh (born March 1, 1950, Detroit, Michigan) is an American music critic, author, editor and radio talk show host. He was a formative editor of Creem magazine, has written for various publications such as Newsday, The Village Voice, and Rolling Stone, and has published numerous books about music and musicians, mostly focused on rock music.
Marsh briefly attended Wayne State University in Detroit, Michigan.
In 1979, Marsh wrote a now-famous review in Rolling Stone of the album Jazz by Queen, in which he wrote, "Queen may be the first truly fascist rock band." (Rolling Stone, Feb. 8th 1979). Previously, he had described lead singer Freddie Mercury as possessing a merely "passable pop voice."
In his 1980 review on Bob Seger's album Against the Wind, Marsh stated, "I'd like to say that this is not only the worst record Bob Seger has ever made, but an absolutely cowardly one as well."
In the 1983 Rolling Stone Record Guide on Journey, Marsh wrote, "Journey was a dead end for San Francisco area rock." He awarded all of the band's albums the minimum possible score of 1/5 stars.
wn.com/Dave_Marsh -
David Foster
David Walter Foster, OC, OBC (born November 1, 1949), is a Canadian musician, record producer, composer, singer, songwriter, and arranger, noted for discovering singers such as Michael Bublé, Josh Groban, and Charice Pempengco; and for producing some of the most successful artists in the world, such as Mariah Carey, Whitney Houston, Céline Dion, Andrea Bocelli, Toni Braxton, Madonna, Air Supply and Michael Jackson. Foster has won 16 Grammy Awards from 47 nominations. David Foster is the current Chairman of Verve Music Group.
Throughout his career, he has produced recordings for a wide range of musical artists, including Bryan Adams, Tamia, Christina Aguilera, The Bee Gees, Andrea Bocelli, Boz Scaggs, Mariah Carey, Toni Braxton, Chicago, Destiny's Child, Neil Diamond, Céline Dion, Earth Wind and Fire, Gloria Estefan, Whitney Houston, Janet Jackson, Michael Jackson, Chaka Khan, Beyonce Knowles, Kenny Loggins, Madonna, Olivia Newton-John, Nsync, All-4-One, Plus One, Charice Pempengco, Prince, LeAnn Rimes, Kenny Rogers, Barbra Streisand, Donna Summer, Shania Twain, Hall & Oates, Tim Feehan, The Tubes, and Jackie Evancho.
wn.com/David_Foster -
David Fricke
David Fricke is a senior editor at Rolling Stone magazine, where he writes predominantly on rock music. In the 1990s, he was managing editor before stepping down.
David Fricke is a graduate of Muhlenberg College in Allentown, Pennsylvania. Before joining Rolling Stone, where he is now senior editor, he wrote for Circus and Good Times.
Fricke's interviews with Kurt Cobain and Courtney Love for Rolling Stone, prior to Cobain's death, were widely cited. In one, Love spoke of an unreleased song that Cobain wrote prior to his death titled "Me and My IV", which was recorded to "Do, Re, Mi".
Fricke has appeared on the Classic Albums documentaries on the making of Pink Floyd's The Dark Side of the Moon, Cream's Disraeli Gears, Def Leppard's Hysteria, Nirvana's Nevermind, Metallica's Black Album, Frank Zappa's Apostrophe and Over-Nite Sensation as well as Rush's Moving Pictures and 2112 albums. Fricke has also appeared on a number of Lou Reed documentaries and in the Wilco documentary I Am Trying to Break Your Heart.
wn.com/David_Fricke -
David Sancious
David Sancious (born November 30, 1953 in Asbury Park, New Jersey) is an American musician. He was an early member of Bruce Springsteen's backing group, the E Street Band, and contributed to the first three Springsteen albums, and again on the 1992 album Human Touch. Sancious is a multi-instrumentalist but is best known as a keyboard player and guitarist. He left the E Street Band in 1974 to form his own band, Tone, and released several albums. He subsequently became a popular session and touring musician, most notably for Stanley Clarke, Narada Michael Walden, Zucchero Fornaciari, Peter Gabriel, and Sting among many others.
Sancious began to learn classical piano at seven and by eleven he had taught himself guitar. He was only in his teens when he first became involved in the Asbury Park music scene. In the late 1960s and early 1970s he played in various bands that included Springsteen and future members of The E Street Band, as well as Southside Johnny and Bill Chinnock. These bands included Glory Road, Dr.Zoom & The Sonic Boom, The Bruce Springsteen Band and The Sundance Blues Band.
wn.com/David_Sancious -
Diana Ross
Diana Ernestine Earle Ross (born March 26, 1944) is an American singer, record producer, and actress.
Diana Ross was lead singer of the Motown group The Supremes during the 1960s. After leaving the group in 1970, Ross began a solo career that has included successful ventures into film and Broadway. She received a Best Actress Academy Award nomination for her role as Billie Holiday in Lady Sings the Blues (1972), for which she won a Golden Globe award. She has won seven American Music Awards, was honored with a 2012 Lifetime Achievement Grammy Award, and won a Tony Award for her one-woman show, An Evening with Diana Ross, in 1977.
In 1976, Billboard magazine named her the "Female Entertainer of the Century." In 1993, the Guinness Book of World Records declared Diana Ross the most successful female music artist in history due to her success in the United States and United Kingdom for having more hits than any female artist in the charts with a career total of 18 number one records in the United States. Diana Ross has sold more than 100 million records worldwide.
wn.com/Diana_Ross -
Dizzy Gillespie
John Birks "Dizzy" Gillespie ( /ɡɨˈlɛspi/; October 21, 1917 – January 6, 1993) was an American jazz trumpeter, bandleader, composer and, occasionally, singer.
Allmusic's Scott Yanow wrote, "Dizzy Gillespie's contributions to jazz were huge. One of the greatest jazz trumpeters of all time (some would say the best), Gillespie was such a complex player that his contemporaries ended up copying Miles Davis and Fats Navarro instead, and it was not until Jon Faddis's emergence in the 1970s that Dizzy's style was successfully recreated . . . Arguably Gillespie is remembered, by both critics and fans alike, as one of the greatest jazz trumpeters of all time."
Gillespie was a trumpet virtuoso and improviser, building on the virtuoso style of Roy Eldridge but adding layers of harmonic complexity previously unknown in jazz. His beret and horn-rimmed spectacles, his scat singing, his bent horn, pouched cheeks and his light-hearted personality were essential in popularizing bebop.
In the 1940s Gillespie, together with Charlie Parker, became a major figure in the development of bebop and modern jazz. He taught and influenced many other musicians, including trumpeters Miles Davis, Fats Navarro, Clifford Brown, Arturo Sandoval, Lee Morgan, Jon Faddis and Chuck Mangione.
wn.com/Dizzy_Gillespie -
Dolly Parton
Dolly Rebecca Parton (born January 19, 1946) is an American singer-songwriter, author, multi-instrumentalist, actress and philanthropist, best known for her work in country music. As a songwriter, she has composed over 3,000 songs, the best known of which include "I Will Always Love You" (a two-time U.S. country chart-topper for Parton, as well an international pop hit for Whitney Houston), "Jolene", "Coat of Many Colors", "9 to 5" and "My Tennessee Mountain Home". As an actress, she starred in the movies 9 to 5, The Best Little Whorehouse in Texas, Steel Magnolias, Straight Talk, Unlikely Angel and Joyful Noise. She is one of the most successful female country artists of all time; with an estimated 100 million in album sales, Dolly Parton is also one of the best selling artists of all time. She is known as "The Queen of Country Music".
She was born in Sevierville, Tennessee, the fourth of twelve children of Avie Lee Parton (née Owens; October 5, 1923 – December 5, 2003) and Robert Lee Parton (March 22, 1921 – November 12, 2000), a tobacco farmer. Her siblings are: Willadeene Parton (born March 24, 1940), David Wilburn Parton (born March 30, 1942), Coy Denver "Denver" Parton (born August 16, 1943), Bobby Lee Parton (born February 18, 1948), Stella Mae Parton (born May 4, 1949), Cassie Nan Parton (February 12, 1951), Randel Huston "Randy" Parton (born December 15, 1953), Larry Gerald Parton (born and died July 6, 1955), Floyd and Frieda Estelle Parton (born June 1, 1957), and Rachel Ann Parton (born August 31, 1959). Her family was, as she has described them, "dirt poor". She outlined her family's lack of money in a number of her early songs, notably "Coat of Many Colors" and "In the Good Old Days (When Times Were Bad)". They lived in a rustic, dilapidated one-room cabin in Locust Ridge, Tennessee, a hamlet just north of the Greenbrier Valley, in the Locust Ridge area of the Great Smoky Mountains in Sevier County, a predominantly Pentecostal area.
wn.com/Dolly_Parton -
Donna Summer
LaDonna Adrian Gaines (December 31, 1948 – May 17, 2012), known by the stage name Donna Summer, was an American singer and songwriter who gained prominence during the disco era of the late 1970s. She had a mezzo-soprano vocal range, and was a five-time Grammy Award winner. Summer was the first artist to have three consecutive double albums reach number one on the United States Billboard chart, and she also charted four number-one singles in the United States within a 13-month period.
Born into a devoutly Christian lower middle class African American family in Boston, Massachusetts, Summer first became involved with singing through church choir groups before joining a number of bands influenced by the Motown Sound. Influenced by the counterculture of the 1960s, she became the front singer of a psychedelic rock band named Crow and moved to New York City. Joining a touring version of the musical Hair, she spent several years living in West Germany, where she married Helmut Sommer, whose surname she adopted as her stage name.
wn.com/Donna_Summer -
Dutch American
A Dutch American is an American of Dutch descent.
Following the exploration of the American East Coast by Henry Hudson on behalf of the Dutch East India Company in 1609, Dutch settlement in the Americas started in 1613. From then on a number of villages, including New Amsterdam on the East Coast, which would become the future world metropolis of New York City, were established by Dutch immigrants. According to the 2000 United States Census, more than 5 million Americans claim total or partial Dutch heritage Today the majority of the Dutch Americans live in Michigan, California, Montana, Minnesota, New York, Wisconsin, Idaho, Utah, Iowa, Ohio, West Virginia, and Pennsylvania.
Because of huge losses of trade ships on their long routes circumnavigating the African Cape, the so-called "spice trade" with the Dutch East Indies was very dangerous and of high risk for sailors, and for investors providing resources to commission and equip a vessel, and provide trade goods. The individual traders that had bid against each other for over a century thus realised that greater profit and a better distribution of the risk could be attained by joining forces, which led to the world's first corporate, publicly traded multinational firm, the VOC, founded in 1602. This took away the biggest financial risk, but the long and dangerous voyage remained. To reduce this risk as well, many explorers sought a northern passage, not knowing of its then-impossibility due to ice blockage. Returning, however, from another failed expedition to find a northern route to the Pacific Ocean, the first Dutch vessel arrived at what is now New York Harbor.
wn.com/Dutch_American -
Eddie Vedder
Eddie Vedder (born Edward Louis Severson III; December 23, 1964) is an American musician and singer-songwriter who is best known for being the lead singer and one of three guitarists of the alternative rock band Pearl Jam. Known for his powerful vocals, he is widely considered an icon of alternative rock.
He is also involved in soundtrack work and contributes to albums by other artists. In 2007, Vedder released his first solo album as a soundtrack for the film Into the Wild (2007). His second album, Ukulele Songs, along with a live DVD titled Water on the Road, was released on 31 May 2011.
Vedder was born Edward Louis Severson III in the Chicago suburb of Evanston, Illinois, son of Karen Lee Vedder and Edward Louis Severson, Jr. His parents divorced in 1965, when Vedder was one year old. His mother soon remarried a man named Peter Mueller, an attorney, and Vedder was raised believing that Mueller was his biological father. His adopted name became Edward Mueller. While living in Evanston, Vedder's family fostered seven younger children in a group home.
wn.com/Eddie_Vedder -
Elizabeth Taylor
Dame Elizabeth Rosemond "Liz" Taylor, DBE (February 27, 1932 – March 23, 2011) was a British-American actress. From her early years as a child star with MGM, she became one of the great screen actresses of Hollywood's Golden Age. As one of the world's most famous film stars, Taylor was recognized for her acting ability and for her glamorous lifestyle, beauty and distinctive violet eyes.
National Velvet (1944) was Taylor's first success, and she starred in Father of the Bride (1950), A Place in the Sun (1951), Giant (1956), Cat on a Hot Tin Roof (1958), and Suddenly, Last Summer (1959). She won the Academy Award for Best Actress for BUtterfield 8 (1960), played the title role in Cleopatra (1963), and married her co-star Richard Burton. They appeared together in 11 films, including Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf? (1966), for which Taylor won a second Academy Award. From the mid-1970s, she appeared less frequently in film, and made occasional appearances in television and theatre.
Her much publicized personal life included eight marriages and several life-threatening illnesses. From the mid-1980s, Taylor championed HIV and AIDS programs; she co-founded the American Foundation for AIDS Research in 1985, and the Elizabeth Taylor AIDS Foundation in 1993. She received the Presidential Citizens Medal, the Legion of Honour, the Jean Hersholt Humanitarian Award and a Life Achievement Award from the American Film Institute, who named her seventh on their list of the "Greatest American Screen Legends". Taylor died of congestive heart failure in March 2011 at the age of 79, having suffered many years of ill health.
wn.com/Elizabeth_Taylor -
Elton John
Sir Elton Hercules John, CBE (born Reginald Kenneth Dwight on 25 March 1947) is an English rock singer-songwriter, composer, pianist and occasional actor. He has worked with lyricist Bernie Taupin as his songwriter partner since 1967; they have collaborated on more than 30 albums to date.
In his four-decade career John has sold more than 250 million records, making him one of the most successful artists of all time. His single "Candle in the Wind 1997" has sold over 33 million copies worldwide, and is the best selling single in Billboard history. He has more than 50 Top 40 hits, including seven consecutive No. 1 US albums, 56 Top 40 singles, 16 Top 10, four No. 2 hits, and nine No. 1 hits. He has won six Grammy Awards, four Brit Awards, an Academy Award, a Golden Globe Award and a Tony Award. In 2004, Rolling Stone ranked him Number 49 on its list of the 100 greatest artists of all time.
John was inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame in 1994. Having been named a Commander of the Order of the British Empire in 1996, John received a knighthood from Queen Elizabeth II for "services to music and charitable services" in 1998.
wn.com/Elton_John -
Elvis Costello
Elvis Costello (born Declan Patrick MacManus, 25 August 1954) is an English singer-songwriter. He came to prominence as an early participant in London's pub rock scene in the mid-1970s and later became associated with the punk/New Wave genre. Steeped in word play, the vocabulary of Costello's lyrics is broader than that of most popular songs. His music has drawn on many diverse genres; one critic described him as a "pop encyclopaedia", able to "reinvent the past in his own image".
Costello has won multiple awards in his career, including a Grammy Award, and has twice been nominated for the Brit Award for Best British Male. In 2003, Elvis Costello & the Attractions were inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame. In 2004, Rolling Stone ranked Costello number 80 on their list of the 100 Greatest Artists of All Time.
Costello was born Declan Patrick MacManus in St Mary's Hospital, London, the son of Lilian Alda (née Ablett, b. 1927, Liverpool) and Ross MacManus (1927–2011), a musician and bandleader. He is of Irish heritage. Costello lived in Twickenham, attending Hounslow Secondary Modern School, which is now St Mark's Catholic Secondary School, in neighbouring Hounslow. With a musically inclined father (who was a jazz trumpeter and sang with The Joe Loss Orchestra), Costello's first broadcast recording was alongside his dad in a television commercial for R. White's Lemonade (I'm a Secret Lemonade Drinker). His father wrote and sang the song; Costello provided backing vocals. The advertisement won a silver award at the 1974 International Advertising Festival.
wn.com/Elvis_Costello -
Elvis Presley
Elvis Aaron Presley (January 8, 1935 – August 16, 1977) was one of the most popular American singers of the 20th century. A cultural icon, he is widely known by the single name Elvis. He is often referred to as the "King of Rock and Roll" or simply "the King".
Born in Tupelo, Mississippi, Presley moved to Memphis, Tennessee, with his family at the age of 13. He began his career there in 1954, working with Sun Records owner Sam Phillips, who wanted to bring the sound of African American music to a wider audience. Accompanied by guitarist Scotty Moore and bassist Bill Black, Presley was the most important popularizer of rockabilly, an uptempo, backbeat-driven fusion of country and rhythm and blues. RCA Victor acquired his contract in a deal arranged by Colonel Tom Parker, who would manage the singer for over two decades. Presley's first RCA single, "Heartbreak Hotel", released in January 1956, was a number one hit. He became the leading figure of the newly popular sound of rock and roll with a series of network television appearances and chart-topping records. His energized interpretations of songs, many from African American sources, and his uninhibited performance style made him enormously popular—and controversial. In November 1956, he made his film debut in Love Me Tender.
wn.com/Elvis_Presley -
Ennio Morricone
Ennio Morricone, Grand Officer OMRI, Italian pronunciation: [ˈɛnnjo morriˈkoːne], (born November 10, 1928) is an Italian composer and conductor, who has written music for more than 500 motion pictures and television series, in a career lasting over 50 years. His scores have been included in over 20 award-winning films as well as several symphonic and choral pieces. Morricone is most famous for his work in the Spaghetti Westerns directed by his friend Sergio Leone, including A Fistful of Dollars (1964), For a Few Dollars More (1965), The Good, the Bad and the Ugly (1966), and Once Upon a Time in the West (1968) but his career includes a wide range of composition genres making him one of the film world's most versatile artists. He is considered as one of the most influential film music composers of the 20th century.
Born in Rome, Italy, Morricone took up the trumpet as a child and attended the National Academy of Santa Cecilia to take lessons on the instrument at the age of nine. He formally entered a conservatory at the age of 12, enrolling in a four-year harmony programme. He received his trumpet diploma in 1946 and started working professionally, composing the music to "Il Mattino" ("The Morning"). Morricone soon gained popularity by writing his first background music for radio dramas and quickly moved into film.
wn.com/Ennio_Morricone -
Eric Alterman
Eric Alterman (b. January 14, 1960) is an American English teacher, historian, journalist, author, media critic, blogger, and educator. His political weblog named Altercation was hosted by MSNBC.com from 2002 until 2006, moved to Media Matters for America until December 2008, and is now hosted by The Nation.
He earned a B.A. in History and Government from Cornell University, an M.A. in International Relations from Yale University, and a Ph.D. in U.S. History from Stanford University.
Alterman began his journalism career in 1983, freelancing originally for The Nation, The Washington Monthly, The New Republic, Harper's, Le Monde diplomatique, and later, Vanity Fair, The New York Times Magazine, and The Atlantic Monthly, among others, while working as a senior fellow for the World Policy Institute in New York City and Washington, DC. He published his first book, Sound & Fury: The Making of the Punditocracy, which won the 1992 George Orwell Award, while studying for his doctorate in US history in Stanford in 1992. Shortly after that he became the Washington Correspondent for Mother Jones, and soon thereafter Rolling Stone, before returning to The Nation as a columnist in 1995. Alterman has also been a contributing editor to ELLE, and a regular columnist for Worth and the London Sunday Express.[citation needed]
wn.com/Eric_Alterman -
Eric Clapton
Eric Patrick Clapton, CBE, (born 30 March 1945) is an English guitarist and singer-songwriter. Clapton is the only three-time inductee to the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame: once as a solo artist, and separately as a member of The Yardbirds and Cream. Clapton has been referred to as one of the most important and influential guitarists of all time. Clapton ranked second in Rolling Stone magazine's list of the "100 Greatest Guitarists of All Time" and fourth in Gibson's Top 50 Guitarists of All Time.
In the mid 1960s, Clapton departed from the Yardbirds to play blues with John Mayall & the Bluesbreakers. In his one-year stay with Mayall, Clapton gained the nickname "Slowhand". Immediately after leaving Mayall, Clapton formed Cream, a power trio with drummer Ginger Baker and bassist Jack Bruce in which Clapton played sustained blues improvisations and "arty, blues-based psychedelic pop." For most of the 1970s, Clapton's output bore the influence of the mellow style of J.J. Cale and the reggae of Bob Marley. His version of Marley's "I Shot the Sheriff" helped reggae reach a mass market. Two of his most popular recordings were "Layla", recorded by Derek and the Dominos, another band he formed and Robert Johnson's "Crossroads", recorded by Cream. A recipient of seventeen Grammy Awards, in 2004 Clapton was awarded a CBE for services to music. In 1998, Clapton, a recovering alcoholic and drug addict, founded the Crossroads Centre on Antigua, a medical facility for recovering substance abusers.
wn.com/Eric_Clapton -
Eric Ericson
Eric Ericson (help·info) (born 26 October 1918, Borås), is a Swedish choral conductor and influential choral teacher. He graduated from the Royal College of Music (Kungl. Musikhögskolan) in Stockholm in 1943 and went on to complete his studies abroad, at the Schola Cantorum Basiliensis, Switzerland, and in Germany, Great Britain, and the United States.
Renowned for his innovative teaching methods and the wide-ranging nature of his repertoire, Ericson was the principal conductor of the Orphei Drängar choir at Uppsala University from 1951 until 1991, and choirmaster until 1982 of the Swedish Radio Choir which was established on his initiative in 1951. Also in 1951, he began his teaching career at the Royal College of Music in Stockholm, where he became a legendary and inspirational figure, and he was appointed to the chair of choral conducting there in 1968.
He won the Nordic Council Music Prize in 1995, and in 1997 Ericson shared the Polar Music Prize with Bruce Springsteen: the citation was for "pioneering achievements as a conductor, teacher, artistic originator and inspirer in Swedish and international choral music". On the occasion of his 80th birthday in 1998, Swedbank of Sweden endowed an "Eric Ericson Chair in Choral Directing" to Uppsala University.
wn.com/Eric_Ericson -
Fran Walsh
Frances "Fran" Walsh, Lady Jackson, MNZM (born January 10, 1959) is a screenwriter, film producer and occasional musician. She is the wife of filmmaker Peter Jackson. They have two children: Billy and Katie.
Fran Walsh has contributed to all of Jackson's films apart from his first feature Bad Taste. She won three Academy Awards in 2003, for Best Adapted Screenplay, Best Picture, and Best Original Song, all for the movie The Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King. She has received a total of eight Oscar nominations.
Walsh was born into a family of Irish descent in Wellington, New Zealand, and attended Wellington Girls' College intent on becoming a fashion designer, but eventually became interested in music instead. Occasionally taking time off to perform in a punk band named The Wallsockets, she attended Victoria University of Wellington majoring in English literature and graduated in 1981. Walsh got her screen break writing material for Kiwi producer Grahame McLean on 1983 television film A Woman of Good Character/It's Lizzie to those Close. Later she wrote scripts for his TV show Worzel Gummidge Down Under.
wn.com/Fran_Walsh -
Garry Tallent
Garry Wayne Tallent (born October 27, 1949 in Detroit, Michigan, USA), sometimes billed as Garry W. Tallent, is an American musician and record producer, best known for being the longtime bass player in Bruce Springsteen's E Street Band.
Growing up around the Jersey shore, Tallent took up first the tuba and then the bass. He was influenced by James Jamerson, Donald "Duck" Dunn, and Paul McCartney. He started playing with Springsteen in 1971 in two earlier bands and then was an original member of the E Street Band. Both visually and musically he stays in the background; his most notable bass parts may be on the song "Fire" and the last verse of "Incident on 57th Street". During the E Street Band's early years, he occasionally played the tuba on some of Springsteen's quirkier early songs, both in concert and on record (most notably "Wild Billy's Circus Story").
In addition to his work with Springsteen, Tallent has recorded with numerous other artists. In 1987 Tallent produced the song "Crying, Waiting, Hoping" for Marshall Crenshaw on La Bamba soundtrack. During the long time the E Street Band was inactive in the 1990s, Tallent moved to Nashville, having an affinity for country and western and rockabilly music. There he opened the MoonDog recording studio and helped start the D'Ville Record Group label. Tallent has produced such artists as Jim Lauderdale and Steve Forbert.
wn.com/Garry_Tallent -
Gary Graff
Gary Graff (born 1960) is an American music journalist and author.
Originally from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, Graff attended Taylor Allderdice High School where he wrote for school newspaper The Taylor Allderdice Foreword. He received his Bachelor of Journalism degree from the University of Missouri. He wrote for the Detroit Free Press from 1982 until 1995 when there was a strike at the Detroit Free Press. Graff refused to cross the picket line and subsequently lost his job. Graff has contributed to publications including The New York Times, Billboard, The Boston Globe and San Francisco Chronicle. In 2005, Graff published The Ties That Bind: Bruce Springsteen A to E to Z. One reviewer said that the book "comes close to being the definitive study" on Bruce Springsteen. He is also the founding editor of the MusicHound Essential Album Guide series. He now lives in Detroit, Michigan.
wn.com/Gary_Graff -
George Clooney
George Timothy Clooney (born May 6, 1961) is an American actor, film director, producer, and screenwriter. For his work as an actor, he has received three Golden Globe Awards and an Academy Award. Clooney is also noted for his political activism, and has served as one of the United Nations Messengers of Peace since January 31, 2008.
Though he made his acting debut on television in 1978, Clooney gained fame and recognition by portraying Dr. Douglas "Doug" Ross on the long-running medical drama ER from 1994 to 1999. While working on ER, he started attracting a variety of leading roles in films including Batman & Robin (1997) and Out of Sight (1998), in which he first teamed with long-term collaborator Steven Soderbergh. 1999 saw the release of Three Kings, a well-received war satire set during the Gulf War featuring Clooney in another lead role. In 2001, Clooney's fame widened with the release of his biggest commercial success, Ocean's Eleven, the first of a profitable film trilogy, a remake of the film from 1960 with the members of The Rat Pack with Frank Sinatra as Danny Ocean. He made his directorial debut a year later with the 2002 biographical thriller Confessions of a Dangerous Mind, and has since directed Good Night, and Good Luck (2005), Leatherheads (2008), and The Ides of March (2011). He won an Academy Award for Best Supporting Actor for his work in the Middle East thriller Syriana (2005) and subsequently fetched Best Actor nominations for such films as Michael Clayton (2007), Up in the Air (2009) and The Descendants (2011).
wn.com/George_Clooney -
George Gershwin
George Gershwin (September 26, 1898 – July 11, 1937) was an American composer and pianist. Gershwin's compositions spanned both popular and classical genres, and his most popular melodies are widely known. Among his best known works are the orchestral compositions Rhapsody in Blue and An American in Paris, as well as the opera Porgy and Bess.
Born in Brooklyn to a Ukrainian father of Jewish descent and a Russian mother, Gershwin studied piano under Charles Hambitzer and composition with Rubin Goldmark and Henry Cowell. He began his career as a song plugger, but soon thereafter started composing Broadway theatre works with his brother Ira Gershwin and Buddy DeSylva. He moved to Paris in an attempt to study with Nadia Boulanger, where he began to compose An American in Paris. After returning to New York City, he wrote Porgy and Bess with Ira and author DuBose Heyward. Initially a commercial failure, Porgy and Bess is now considered one of the most important American operas of the Twentieth Century. Gershwin moved to Hollywood and composed numerous film scores until his death in 1937 from a brain tumor.
wn.com/George_Gershwin -
George Jones
George Glenn Jones (born September 12, 1931) is an American country music singer known for his long list of hit records, his distinctive voice and phrasing, and his marriage to Tammy Wynette.
Over the past 20 years, Jones has frequently been referred to as the greatest living country singer. Country music scholar Bill C. Malone writes, "For the two or three minutes consumed by a song, Jones immerses himself so completely in its lyrics, and in the mood it conveys, that the listener can scarcely avoid becoming similarly involved."
Throughout his long career, Jones made headlines often as much for tales of his drinking, stormy relationships with women, and violent rages as for his prolific career of making records and touring. His wild lifestyle led to Jones missing many performances, earning him the nickname "No Show Jones." With the help of his fourth wife, Nancy, he has been sober for over 10 years. Jones has had more than 150 hits during his career, both as a solo artist and in duets with other artists. The shape of his nose and facial features have given Jones the nickname "The Possum." Jones said in an interview that he has chosen to tour only about 60 dates a year.
wn.com/George_Jones -
George Michael
George Michael (born Georgios Kyriacos Panayiotou (Greek: Γεώργιος Κυριάκος Παναγιώτου); 25 June 1963) is an English musician, singer, songwriter, multi-instrumentalist and record producer. Michael rose to fame in the 1980s when he formed the pop duo Wham! with his school friend, Andrew Ridgeley. His first solo single, "Careless Whisper", was released when he was still in the duo and sold about six million copies worldwide.
As one of the world's best-selling music artists, Michael has sold more than 100 million records worldwide as of 2010. His 1987 debut solo album, Faith, has sold more than 20 million copies worldwide and made several records and achievements in the United States. Michael has garnered seven number one singles in the UK and eight number one hits on the Billboard Hot 100 in the US. In 2008, Billboard magazine ranked Michael the 40th most successful artist on the Billboard Hot 100 Top All-Time Artists list.
Michael has won numerous music awards throughout his 30-year career, including three Brit Awards—winning Best British Male twice, four MTV Video Music Awards, four Ivor Novello Awards, three American Music Awards, and two Grammy Awards from eight nominations.
wn.com/George_Michael -
Gilberto Gil
Gilberto Passos Gil Moreira (born June 26, 1942), better known as Gilberto Gil (Portuguese pronunciation: [ʒiɫˈbɛʁtu ʒiɫ]) or (Portuguese pronunciation: [ʒiu̯ˈbɛɾtʊ ʒiu̯]), is a Brazilian singer, guitarist, and songwriter, known for both his musical innovation and political commitment. From 2003 to 2008, he served as Brazil's Minister of Culture in the administration of President Luiz Inácio Lula da Silva. Gil's musical style incorporates an eclectic range of influences, including Rock music, Brazilian genres including samba, African music, and reggae.
Gil started to play music as a child and was still a teenager when he joined his first band. He began his career as a bossa nova musician, and then grew to write songs that reflected a focus on political awareness and social activism. He was a key figure in the Música Popular Brasileira and tropicália movements of the 1960s, alongside artists such as longtime collaborator Caetano Veloso. The Brazilian military regime that took power in 1964 saw both Gil and Veloso as a threat, and the two were held for nine months in 1969 before they were told to leave the country. Gil moved to London, but returned to state of Bahia in 1972 and continued his musical career, as well as working as a politician and environmental advocate.
wn.com/Gilberto_Gil -
Grace Bumbry
Grace Bumbry (born January 4, 1937), an American opera singer, is considered one of the leading mezzo-sopranos of her generation, as well as a major soprano for many years. She was a member of a pioneering generation of singers who followed Marian Anderson (including Leontyne Price, Martina Arroyo, Shirley Verrett and Reri Grist) in the world of classical music and paved the way for future African American opera and classical singers. Bumbry's voice was rich and sizable, possessing a wide range, and was capable of producing a very distinctive plangent tone. In her prime, she also possessed good agility and bel canto technique (see for example her renditions of the 'Veil Song' from Verdi's Don Carlo in the 1970s and 1980s, as well as her Ernani from the Chicago Lyric Opera in 1984). She was particularly noted for her fiery temperament and dramatic intensity on stage. More recently, she has also become known as a recitalist and interpreter of lieder, and as a teacher. From the late 1980s on, she seemed to concentrate her career in Europe, rather than in the US. A long time resident of Switzerland, she now makes her home in Salzburg, Austria.
wn.com/Grace_Bumbry -
Gustavo Santaolalla
Gustavo Alfredo Santaolalla (born 19 August 1951) is an Argentine musician, film composer and producer. He has won two Academy Awards for Best Original Score in two consecutive years, for Brokeback Mountain in 2005 and Babel in 2006.
Santaolalla was born in El Palomar, Argentina. His professional music career began in 1967, when he co-founded the group Arco Iris, an Argentine band that pioneered the fusion of rock and Latin American folk as part of 'rock nacional'. The band adopted the lifestyle of a yogic commune guided by former model Danais Wynnycka (known as Dana) and her partner, musician Ara Tokatlian. The band had a few hits, such as Mañanas Campestres ("Country Mornings"), and made inroads into different forms of expression (notably a ballet piece for Oscar Aráiz), but Santaolalla felt constricted by the strict requirements of Dana's teachings, which prohibited meat, alcohol and drugs. He left the group in 1975.
A year later, he assembled Soluna, in which he played alongside teenage pianist and singer Alejandro Lerner and his then-girlfriend Monica Campins. Together they recorded just one album (Energía Natural, 1977). Santaolalla left for Los Angeles, where he adopted a rock and roll sound and made the rounds with his band Wet Picnic, together with ex-Crucis member Anibal Kerpel. He briefly returned to Argentina in 1981, to produce Leon Gieco's Pensar en Nada and record his first solo album.
wn.com/Gustavo_Santaolalla -
György Ligeti
György Sándor Ligeti (Hungarian: Ligeti György Sándor, [ˈliɡɛti ˈɟørɟ ˈʃaːndor]; May 28, 1923 – June 12, 2006) was a composer of contemporary classical music. Born into a Hungarian Jewish family in Transylvania, Romania, he lived in Hungary before emigrating and becoming an Austrian citizen.
Ligeti was born in Dicsőszentmárton, which was renamed Târnăveni in 1945, in Transylvania to a Hungarian Jewish family. Ligeti recalls that his first exposure to languages other than Hungarian came one day while listening to a conversation among the Romanian-speaking town police. Before that he hadn't known that other languages existed. He moved to Kolozsvár (Cluj) with his family when he was 6, and he was not to return to the town of his birth until the 1990s.
Ligeti received his initial musical training in the conservatory at Kolozsvár (Cluj), and during the summers privately with Pál Kadosa in Budapest.
In 1940, Northern Transylvania was occupied by Hungary following the Second Vienna Award. In 1944, Ligeti's education was interrupted when he was sent to a forced labor brigade by the Horthy regime. His brother, age 16, was deported to the Mauthausen concentration camp, and both of his parents were sent to Auschwitz. His mother was the only other survivor of his immediate family.
wn.com/György_Ligeti -
Howard Ashman
Howard Elliott Ashman (May 17, 1950 – March 14, 1991) was an American playwright and lyricist. Ashman first studied at Boston University and Goddard College (with a stop at Tufts University's Summer Theater) and then went on to achieve his master's degree from Indiana University in 1974. He collaborated with Alan Menken on several films, notably animated features for Disney, Ashman writing the lyrics and Menken composing the music.
Ashman was born in Baltimore, Maryland, the son of Shirley Thelma (née Glass) and Raymond Albert Ashman, an ice cream cone manufacturer. He was the artistic director of the WPA Theater in New York. His first two plays, Cause Maggie's Afraid of the Dark and Dreamstuff, were met with mixed reviews. His play The Confirmation was produced in 1979 at Princeton's McCarter Theater and starred Herschel Bernardi. He first worked with Alan Menken on a 1979 musical adapted from Kurt Vonnegut's God Bless You, Mr. Rosewater. They also collaborated on Little Shop of Horrors with Ashman as director, lyricist, and librettist, winning the Drama Desk Award for Outstanding Lyrics.
wn.com/Howard_Ashman -
Howard Shore
Howard Leslie Shore (born October 18, 1946) is a Canadian composer, notable for his film scores. He has composed the scores for over 80 films, most notably the scores for The Lord of the Rings film trilogy, for which he won three Academy Awards. He is also a consistent collaborator with director David Cronenberg, having scored all but one of his films since 1979.
He has also composed a few concert works including one opera, The Fly, based on the plot (though not his score) of Cronenberg's 1986 film premiered at the Théâtre du Châtelet in Paris on 2 July 2008., a short piece Fanfare for the Wanamaker Organ and the Philadelphia Orchestra, and a short overture for the Swiss 21st Century Symphony Orchestra.
Shore is a three-time winner of the Academy Award, and has also won three Golden Globe Awards and four Grammy Awards. He is the uncle of film composer Ryan Shore. Shore serves on the Board of Trustees at his alma mater, Berklee College of Music.
Shore was born in Toronto, Ontario, Canada, the son of Bernice (née Ash) and Mac Shore. He studied music at Berklee College of Music in Boston after graduating from Forest Hill Collegiate Institute. From 1969 to 1972, he performed with the group Lighthouse. In 1970 he was the music director of Lorne Michaels and Hart Pomerantz's short-lived TV program The Hart & Lorne Terrific Hour. Shore wrote the music for Canadian magician Doug Henning's magical/musical Spellbound in 1974, and he was the musical director for Lorne Michaels' hugely influential late-night NBC comedy show Saturday Night Live from 1975 to 1980, appearing in many musical sketches, including Howard Shore and His All-Nurse Band, and dressed as a beekeeper for a John Belushi/Dan Aykroyd performance of the Slim Harpo classic I'm a King Bee. Shore also suggested the name for The Blues Brothers to Dan Aykroyd and John Belushi.
wn.com/Howard_Shore -
Howard Zinn
Howard Zinn (August 24, 1922 – January 27, 2010) was an American historian, academic, author, playwright, and social activist. Before and during his tenure as a political science professor at Boston University from 1964-88 he wrote more than 20 books, which included his best-selling and influential A People's History of the United States. He wrote extensively about the civil rights and anti-war movements, as well as of the labor history of the United States. His memoir, You Can't Be Neutral on a Moving Train, was also the title of a 2004 documentary about Zinn's life and work.
Zinn was born to a Jewish immigrant family in Brooklyn. His father, Eddie Zinn, born in Austria-Hungary, emigrated to the U.S. with his brother Samuel before the outbreak of World War I. Howard's mother Jenny Zinn emigrated from the Eastern Siberian city of Irkutsk.
Both parents were factory workers with limited education when they met and married, and there were no books or magazines in the series of apartments where they raised their children. Zinn's parents introduced him to literature by sending 10 cents plus a coupon to the New York Post for each of the 20 volumes of Charles Dickens' collected works. He also studied creative writing at Thomas Jefferson High School in a special program established by poet Elias Lieberman.
wn.com/Howard_Zinn -
Iannis Xenakis
Iannis Xenakis (Greek pronunciation: [ˈʝanis kseˈnakis], Greek: Γιάννης Ξενάκης) (May 29, 1922 – February 4, 2001) was a Greek composer, music theorist, and architect-engineer. After 1947, he fled Greece, becoming a naturalized citizen of France. He is commonly recognized as one of the most important post-war avant-garde composers. Xenakis pioneered the use of mathematical models in music such as applications of set theory, stochastic processes and game theory and was also an important influence on the development of electronic music. He integrated music with architecture, designing music for pre-existing spaces, and designing spaces to be integrated with specific music compositions and performances.
Among his most important works are Metastaseis (1953–4) for orchestra, which introduced independent parts for every musician of the orchestra; percussion works such as Psappha (1975) and Pléïades (1979); compositions that introduced spatialization by dispersing musicians among the audience, such as Terretektorh (1966); electronic works created using Xenakis's UPIC system; and the massive multimedia performances Xenakis called polytopes. Among the numerous theoretical writings he authored, the book Formalized Music: Thought and Mathematics in Composition (1971) is regarded as one of his most important. As an architect, Xenakis is primarily known for his early work under Le Corbusier: the Sainte Marie de La Tourette, on which the two architects collaborated, and the Philips Pavilion at Expo 58, which Xenakis designed alone.
wn.com/Iannis_Xenakis -
Irish American
Irish Americans are citizens of the United States who can trace their ancestry to Ireland. A total of 36,278,332 Americans—estimated at 11.9% of the total population—reported Irish ancestry in the 2008 American Community Survey conducted by the U.S. Census Bureau. Roughly another 3.5 million (or about another 1.2% of Americans) identified more specifically with Scotch-Irish ancestry. The Irish diaspora population in the United States is roughly 6 times the modern population of Ireland.
The only self-reported ancestral group larger than Irish Americans is German Americans. The Irish are widely dispersed in terms of geography, and demographics. Irish American political leaders have played a major role in local and national politics since before the American Revolutionary War: eight Irish Americans signed the United States Declaration of Independence, and 22 American Presidents, from Andrew Jackson to Barack Obama, have been at least partly of Irish ancestry. (See "American Presidents with Irish ancestry" below.)
wn.com/Irish_American -
Irving Gordon
Irving Gordon (February 14, 1915 – December 1, 1996) was an American songwriter.
Irving Gordon was born in Brooklyn, New York. As a child, he studied violin, and after attending public schools in New York City, went to work in the Catskill Mountains at some of the resort hotels in the area. While working in the hotels, he took to writing parody lyrics to some of the popular songs of the day. In the 1930s, he took a job with the music publishing firm headed by talent agent Irving Mills, at first writing only lyrics but subsequently writing music as well.
After Gordon was introduced to Duke Ellington in 1937, Ellington sometimes invited Gordon to put words to his compositions. Working with Ellington was probably the most difficult commission there was, because most of the Ellington songs were really instrumental pieces whose singable potential only emerged after they had been played and recorded by one or another of the soloists in the Ellington orchestra.
After writing "Mister and Mississippi", Gordon decided he enjoyed puns on state names, and some years later wrote "Delaware." He is perhaps best known for his song, "Allentown Jail", which was played by numerous other musicians, and told the story of a man who stole a diamond for his girlfriend and ended up in the Allentown jail, unable to make bail. Late in his life he won a Grammy for Song of the Year when Natalie Cole re-recorded her father's (Nat "king" Cole) earlier hit of "Unforgettable".
wn.com/Irving_Gordon -
Isaac Stern
Isaac Stern (Ukrainian: Исаак Стерн, Russian: Айзек Стерн; July 21, 1920 – September 22, 2001) was a Ukrainian-born violinist and conductor. He was renowned for his recordings and for discovering new musical talent.
Isaac Stern was born into a Jewish family in Kremenets, Ukraine. He was fourteen months old when his family moved to San Francisco. He received his first music lessons from his mother, then in 1928 enrolled at the San Francisco Conservatory of Music, where he studied until 1931 before going on to study privately with Louis Persinger. He returned to the San Francisco Conservatory to study for five years with Naoum Blinder, to whom he said he owed the most. At his public début on February 18, 1936, aged 15, he played Saint-Saëns' Violin Concerto No. 3 in B minor with the San Francisco Symphony under the direction of Pierre Monteux. Reflecting on his background, Stern once memorably quipped that cultural exchanges between the US and Soviet Russia were simple affairs: "They send us their Jews from Odessa, and we send them our Jews from Odessa."
wn.com/Isaac_Stern -
Italian American
An Italian American (Italian: Italoamericano singular, Italian: Italoamericani plural), is an American of Italian ancestry. The designation may also refer to someone possessing Italian and American dual citizenship. Italian Americans are the fourth largest European ethnic group in the United States (not including American ethnicity, an ethnonym used by many in the United States; overall, Italian Americans rank seventh, behind German, Irish, African American, English, American and Mexican).
About 5.5 million Italians immigrated to the U.S. from 1820 to 2004. The greatest surge of immigration, which occurred in the period between 1880 and 1920, alone brought more than 4 million Italians to America. About 80% of the Italian immigrants came from Southern Italy, especially from Sicily, Campania, Abruzzo and Calabria. This was a largely agricultural and overpopulated region, where much of the populace had been impoverished by centuries of foreign misrule, and the economic measures imposed on the South after Italian unification in 1861 . After unification the Italian government initially encouraged emigration of landless peasants to relieve economic pressures in the South. In the U.S., most Italians began their new lives as unskilled, manual workers in Eastern cities, mining camps and in agriculture. Italian Americans gradually moved from the lower rungs of the economic scale in 1890-1910 to a level comparable to the national average by 1970. By 1990, more than 65% of Italian Americans were managerial, professional, or white-collar workers. The Italian-American communities have often been characterized by strong ties with family, the Catholic Church, fraternal organizations and political parties. Today, over 17.8 million Americans claim Italian ancestry.
wn.com/Italian_American -
Itzhak Perlman
Itzhak Perlman (Hebrew: יצחק פרלמן; born August 31, 1945) is an Israeli-born violinist, conductor, and instructor of master classes. He is regarded as one of the preeminent violinists of the 20th and early-21st centuries.
Perlman was born in Tel Aviv, British Mandate for Palestine. His parents, Chaim and Shoshana Perlman, were natives of Poland and had independently immigrated to Palestine in the mid-1930s before they met and got married. Perlman first became interested in the violin after hearing a classical music performance on the radio. At the age of three, he was denied entrance to the Shulamit Conservatory for being too small to hold a violin. He instead taught himself how to play the instrument using a toy fiddle until he was old enough to study with Rivka Goldgart at the Shulamit Conservatory and at the Academy of Music in Tel Aviv, where he gave his first recital at age 10, before moving to the United States to study at the Juilliard School with the violin pedagogue, Ivan Galamian, and his assistant Dorothy Delay.
wn.com/Itzhak_Perlman -
Jack Nicholson
Not to be confused with Nicholas Jackson
John Joseph "Jack" Nicholson (born April 22, 1937) is an American actor, film director, producer and writer. He is renowned for his often dark portrayals of neurotic characters. His twelve Oscar nominations make him the second most nominated actor of all time, behind only Meryl Streep, and tied with Katharine Hepburn.
Nicholson has been nominated for an Academy Award twelve times and has won the Academy Award for Best Actor twice: for One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest and for As Good as It Gets. He also won the Academy Award for Best Supporting Actor for the 1983 film Terms of Endearment. He is tied with Walter Brennan for most acting wins by a male actor (three). Nicholson is well known for playing villainous roles such as Jack Torrance in The Shining, Frank Costello in The Departed, and the Joker in 1989's Batman, among many other roles.
Nicholson is one of only two actors who have been nominated for an Academy Award for acting in every decade from the 1960s to 2000s; the other is Michael Caine. He has won seven Golden Globe Awards, and received a Kennedy Center Honor in 2001. In 1994, he became one of the youngest actors to be awarded the American Film Institute's Life Achievement Award. Notable films in which he has starred include Easy Rider, Five Easy Pieces, Chinatown, One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest, The Passenger, The Shining, Reds, Terms of Endearment, Batman, A Few Good Men, As Good as It Gets, About Schmidt, The Departed and Anger Management .
wn.com/Jack_Nicholson -
Jackson Browne
Clyde Jackson Browne (born October 9, 1948) is an American singer-songwriter and musician who has sold over 17 million albums in the United States alone.
Coming to prominence in the 1970s, Browne has written and recorded several notable songs throughout his career including "These Days", "The Pretender", "Running On Empty", "Lawyers in Love", "Doctor My Eyes", "Take It Easy", "For a Rocker", and "Somebody's Baby". In 2004, he was both inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame in Cleveland, Ohio, and bestowed an Honorary Doctorate of Music by Occidental College in Los Angeles, California.
Browne was born in Heidelberg, Germany, where his father, an American serviceman, was stationed. Browne's mother, Beatrice Amanda (née Dahl), was a Minnesota native of Norwegian ancestry. Browne has three siblings: Roberta "Berbie" Browne who was born in 1946 in Nuernberg, Germany (Nuremberg) and Edward Severin Browne who was born in 1949 in Frankfurt am Main, Germany. His younger sister, Gracie Browne, was born a number of years later. Browne moved to the Highland Park district of Los Angeles, California, at the age of 3 and in his teens began singing folk music in local venues like the Ash Grove and The Troubador Club. He attended Sunny Hills High School in Fullerton, California, graduating in 1966.
wn.com/Jackson_Browne -
James Brown
James Joseph Brown (May 3, 1933 – December 25, 2006) was an American singer, songwriter, musician, and recording artist. He is the originator of funk music and is a major figure of 20th century popular music and dance.
In a career that spanned decades, Brown profoundly influenced the development of many different musical genres. Brown moved on a continuum of blues and gospel-based forms and styles to a profoundly "Africanized" approach to music making. Brown performed in concerts, first making his rounds across the Chitlin' Circuit, and then across the country and later around the world, along with appearing in shows on television and in movies. Although he contributed much to the music world through his hitmaking, Brown holds the record as the artist who charted the most singles on the Billboard Hot 100 without ever hitting number one on that chart.
For many years, Brown's touring show was one of the most extravagant productions in American popular music. At the time of Brown's death, his band included three guitarists, two bass guitar players, two drummers, three horns and a percussionist. The bands that he maintained during the late 1960s and 1970s were of comparable size, and the bands also included a three-piece amplified string section that played during ballads. Brown employed between 40 and 50 people for the James Brown Revue, and members of the revue traveled with him in a bus to cities and towns all over the country, performing upwards of 330 shows a year with almost all of the shows as one-nighters. In 1986, he was inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame and in 1990 into the Songwriters Hall of Fame.
wn.com/James_Brown -
James Earl Jones
James Earl Jones (born January 17, 1931) is an American actor. Since his Broadway debut in 1957, Jones has spent more than five decades as "one of America's most distinguished and versatile actors" and has been termed "one of the greatest actors in American history." On November 12, 2011, Jones received an Honorary Academy Award.
He is well known for his distinctive bass voice and for his portrayal of characters of substance, gravitas and leadership.
James Earl Jones was born in Arkabutla, Mississippi, son of Robert Earl Jones (1910–2006), an actor, boxer, butler, and chauffeur who left the family shortly after James Earl's birth, and his wife Ruth (Connolly) Jones, a teacher and maid. Jones and his father reconciled many years later. Jones was raised by his maternal grandparents, farmers John Henry and Maggie Connolly. He is multiracial, with African, Irish, and Native American ancestry.
Jones describes his grandmother, Maggie, as "the most racist person I have ever known", thus forcing him to develop his own independent thinking. His grandmother was of Cherokee, Choctaw, and black ancestry.
wn.com/James_Earl_Jones -
James Horner
James Roy Horner (born August 14, 1953) is an American composer, orchestrator, and conductor of orchestral and film music. He is noted for the integration of choral and electronic elements in many of his film scores, and for frequent use of Celtic musical elements. His score to the 1997 film Titanic remains the best selling orchestral film soundtrack of all time.
In addition, Horner has scored over 100 films, frequently collaborating with acclaimed directors such as James Cameron and Ron Howard. Some of his most noteworthy works include Star Trek II: The Wrath of Khan (1982), Star Trek III: The Search for Spock (1984), Cocoon (1985), An American Tail (1986), Aliens (1986), The Land Before Time (1988), Willow (1988), Glory (1989), Field of Dreams (1989), The Rocketeer (1991), Legends of the Fall (1994), Apollo 13 (1995), Braveheart (1995), The Mask of Zorro (1998), A Beautiful Mind (2001), Troy (2004), and Avatar (2009).
Horner has won two Academy Awards, two Golden Globe Awards, three Satellite Awards, three Saturn Awards, and has been nominated for three BAFTA Awards. His body of work is also notable for including the scores to the two highest-grossing films of all time; Titanic (1997) and Avatar (2009), both of which were directed by James Cameron.
wn.com/James_Horner -
James Levine
James Lawrence Levine ( /lɨˈvaɪn/; born June 23, 1943) is an American conductor and pianist. He is currently on hiatus from his work as Music Director of the Metropolitan Opera, a situation necessitated by health problems and not due to end before the fall of 2013; the hiatus began in May 2011.
Levine's first performance conducting the Metropolitan Opera was on June 5, 1971, and, as of June 2011, he had conducted 2,442 Met performances, a record. The conductor has held music director positions with the Boston Symphony Orchestra and the Munich Philharmonic. In 1997, he was awarded the National Medal of Arts.
Levine was born in Cincinnati, Ohio, to a musical family: his maternal grandfather was a cantor in a synagogue, his father was a violinist who led a dance band, and his mother was an actress. He began to play the piano as a small child. At the age of 10, he made his concert debut as soloist in Felix Mendelssohn's Piano Concerto No. 2 at a youth concert of the Cincinnati Symphony Orchestra.
wn.com/James_Levine -
Jay Weinberg
Jay Weinberg (born September 8, 1990) is an American drummer and the son of drummer Max Weinberg. He has played with the punk band The Reveling and toured in 2009 as a drummer with Bruce Springsteen's E Street Band, substituting for his father. During 2010, he was briefly the drummer for Madball. Since 2011, Weinberg has been playing with Against Me!.
Weinberg is the son of drummer Max Weinberg, who joined the E Street Band in 1974; his mother Becky is a former teacher. He grew up in Middletown Township, New Jersey. As a child, he played travel team ice hockey as a goaltender. At age 9 he first saw the E Street Band on their 1999–2000 Reunion Tour, and saw shows on this and subsequent tours, especially in Europe. Around the same time his father took him to Ozzfest to see Slipknot, which gave him a strong affinity for heavy metal and other intense music genres; his father also exposed him to a wide variety of other music. He began playing guitar at age 9, bass at age 12 or 13. He then started playing drums at age 14, mostly self-taught and without much instruction from his father but using his father's old gear. By the next year he had performed a guest appearance on stage with band The Used and subsequently with punk rockers The Bouncing Souls. He played in the New Jersey metal band Chaosis. He attended Rumson-Fair Haven Regional High School where he played on the hockey team for a time, played in a band called Sadie Mae, and graduated in 2008.
wn.com/Jay_Weinberg -
Jennifer Nettles
Jennifer Nettles (born September 12, 1974 in Douglas, Georgia) is an American country music artist. She is known primarily for her role as lead vocalist of the duo Sugarland alongside Kristian Bush. Before Sugarland's inception, she also fronted Atlanta, Georgia-based bands called Soul Miner's Daughter and Jennifer Nettles Band. She also charted as a duet partner on the country version of rock band Bon Jovi's 2006 single "Who Says You Can't Go Home", a Number One hit on the Billboard country charts.
Nettles is a judge on American Broadcast Company's Duets which premiered on May 24, 2012.
Nettles began performing at school assemblies, her Southern Baptist church, and in community theater. She was also a member of Georgia 4-H's Clovers & Company performing arts group from 1986 to 1993.
Nettles studied Sociology and Anthropology at Agnes Scott College in Decatur, Georgia and graduated in 1997. While a student there, Nettles and Cory Jones (who at the time was studying classical guitar at the University of Georgia) formed the group Soul Miner’s Daughter. Performing as both an acoustic duo and with a band, they released two albums: The Sacred and Profane in 1996 and Hallelujah in 1998, both of which were composed of songs written collaboratively by Jones and Nettles. Soul Miner's Daughter was invited to perform at the Atlanta installment of Lilith Fair in 1999.
wn.com/Jennifer_Nettles -
Joan Sutherland
Dame Joan Alston Sutherland, OM, AC, DBE (7 November 1926 – 10 October 2010) was an Australian dramatic coloratura soprano noted for her contribution to the renaissance of the bel canto repertoire from the late 1950s through to the 1980s.
One of the most remarkable female opera singers of the 20th century, she was dubbed La Stupenda by a La Fenice audience in 1960 after a performance of the title role in Handel's Alcina. She possessed a voice of beauty and power, combining extraordinary agility, accurate intonation, "supremely" pinpoint staccatos, a splendid trill and a tremendous upper register, although music critics often complained about the imprecision of her diction. Her friend Luciano Pavarotti once called Sutherland the "Voice of the Century"; Montserrat Caballé described the Australian's voice as being like "heaven".
Joan Sutherland was born to Scottish parents in Sydney, and attended St Catherine's School in the suburb of Waverley, New South Wales. As a child, she listened to and imitated her mother's singing exercises. Her mother, a mezzo-soprano, had taken voice lessons but never considered making a career as a professional singer. Sutherland was 18 years old when she began seriously studying voice with John and Aida Dickens. She made her concert debut in Sydney, as Dido in Purcell's Dido and Aeneas, in 1947. In 1951, she made her stage debut in Eugene Goossens's Judith. In 1951, after winning Australia's most important competition, the Sun Aria, now known as the Sydney Eisteddfod McDonald's Operatic Aria in 1949. She then went to London to further her studies at the Opera School of the Royal College of Music with Clive Carey. She was engaged by the Royal Opera House, Covent Garden, as a utility soprano, and made her debut there on 28 October 1952, as the First Lady in The Magic Flute, followed in November by a few performances as Clotilde in Vincenzo Bellini's Norma, with Maria Callas as Norma.
wn.com/Joan_Sutherland -
Joe Strummer
John Graham Mellor (21 August 1952 – 22 December 2002), best remembered by his stage name Joe Strummer, was an English musician who was the co-founder, lyricist, rhythm guitarist and lead vocalist of the British punk rock band The Clash. His musical experience included his membership of The 101ers, Latino Rockabilly War, The Mescaleros and The Pogues, in addition to his own solo music career. Strummer's work as a musician allowed him to explore other interests, which included acting, creating film scores for television and movies, songwriting, radio broadcasting, and a position as a radio host. Strummer is one of the iconic figures of the British punk movement.
Strummer and The Clash were inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame in January 2003. In his remembrance, Strummer's friends and family have established the Strummerville Foundation for the promotion of new music, and each year there are many festivals and both organised and spontaneous ceremonies worldwide to celebrate his memory.
wn.com/Joe_Strummer -
John Fogerty
John Cameron Fogerty (born May 28, 1945) is an American musician, songwriter, and guitarist, best known for his time with the swamp rock/roots rock band Creedence Clearwater Revival (CCR) and as a solo recording artist. Fogerty has a rare distinction of being named on Rolling Stone magazine's list of 100 Greatest Guitarists at #40 and the list of 100 Greatest Singers at #72. The songs "Proud Mary" and "Born on the Bayou" also rank amongst the Greatest Pop songs ("Proud Mary," #41) and Guitar songs ("Born on the Bayou," #53).
Fogerty was born in Berkeley, California and is the younger brother of the late Tom Fogerty. He attended El Cerrito High School along with the other members of CCR and took guitar lessons from Berkeley Folk Festival creator/producer Barry Olivier.
Inspired by rock and roll pioneers, especially Little Richard and Bo Diddley, John and his brother Tom Fogerty joined Doug Clifford and Stu Cook in the late 1950s to form the band Tommy Fogerty and the Blue Velvets in El Cerrito, California. After signing with the jazz label Fantasy in 1965, they became The Golliwogs and released a few singles that were largely ignored.
wn.com/John_Fogerty -
John Kerry
John Forbes Kerry (born December 11, 1943) is the senior United States Senator from Massachusetts, the 10th most senior United States Senator and chairman of the Senate Foreign Relations Committee. He was the presidential nominee of the Democratic Party in the 2004 presidential election, but lost to then President George W. Bush.
The son of an Army Air Corps serviceman, Kerry was born in Aurora, Colorado. He attended boarding school in Massachusetts and New Hampshire and went on to graduate from Yale University class of 1966, where he majored in political science. He enlisted in the Naval Reserve in 1966 and, during 1968-1969, served a four-month tour of duty in South Vietnam as officer-in-charge (OIC) of a Swift Boat. For that service he was awarded several combat medals that include the Silver Star, Bronze Star, and three Purple Hearts. After returning to the United States, Kerry joined the Vietnam Veterans Against the War in which he served as a nationally recognized spokesperson and as an outspoken opponent of the Vietnam war. During that period, he appeared before the Senate Committee on Foreign Affairs where he deemed United States war policy in Vietnam to be the cause of "war crimes".
wn.com/John_Kerry -
John Leventhal
John Leventhal (born December 18, 1952) is a Grammy Award-winning musician, producer, songwriter, and recording engineer who has produced albums for Michelle Branch, Rosanne Cash, Marc Cohn, Shawn Colvin, Rodney Crowell, Jim Lauderdale, Joan Osborne, Loudon Wainwright, The Wreckers and many others. As a musician he has worked with all of the above as well as artists such as Jackson Browne, Willie Nelson, Bruce Hornsby, Elvis Costello, Dolly Parton, Emmylou Harris, Charlie Haden, David Crosby, Levon Helm, Edie Brickell, Paul Simon, Patty Larkin, Susan Tedeschi, Steve Forbert, Kelly Willis and Johnny Cash. As a songwriter he has had over 100 songs recorded by various artists. In 1998 he won a Grammy Award for Record and Song of the year for producing and co-writing the song "Sunny Came Home" (a 1997 hit for Colvin). Albums he has produced have been nominated for a total of 11 Grammy Awards. In 2005 he composed the score for the film Winter Solstice.
Leventhal lives with his wife Rosanne Cash and their children in New York City.
wn.com/John_Leventhal -
John Mellencamp
John Mellencamp,(born October 7, 1951) is an American rock singer-songwriter, musician, painter and occasional actor known for his catchy, populist brand of heartland rock which emphasizes traditional instrumentation. He has sold over 40 million albums worldwide and has amassed 22 Top 40 hits in the United States. In addition, he holds the record for the most tracks by a solo artist to hit number-one on the Hot Mainstream Rock Tracks chart, with seven, and has been nominated for 13 Grammy Awards, winning one. His latest album, No Better Than This, was released on August 17, 2010 to widespread critical acclaim.
Mellencamp is also one of the founding members of Farm Aid, an organization that began in 1985 with a concert in Champaign, Illinois to raise awareness about the loss of family farms and to raise funds to keep farm families on their land. The Farm Aid concerts have remained an annual event over the past 26 years, and as of 2012 the organization has raised over $39 million to promote a strong and resilient family farm system of agriculture.
wn.com/John_Mellencamp -
John Sayles
John Thomas Sayles (born September 28, 1950) is an American independent film director, screenwriter and author.
Sayles was born in Schenectady, New York, the son of Mary (née Rausch), a teacher, and Donald John Sayles, a school administrator. He was raised Catholic and took to labeling himself "a Catholic atheist".[citation needed] Both of Sayles's parents were of half-Irish descent.
Like Martin Scorsese and James Cameron, among others, Sayles began his film career working with Roger Corman. Sayles went on to fund his first film, Return of the Secaucus 7, with $30,000 he had in the bank from writing scripts for Corman.[citation needed] He set the film in a large house so that he did not have to travel to or get permits for different locations, set it over a three-day weekend to limit costume changes, and wrote about people his age so that he could have his friends act in it. In November 1997, the National Film Preservation Board announced that Return of the Secaucus 7 would be one of the 25 films selected that year for preservation in the National Film Registry at the Library of Congress.
wn.com/John_Sayles -
John Steinbeck
John Ernst Steinbeck, Jr. (February 27, 1902 – December 20, 1968) was an American writer. He is widely known for the Pulitzer Prize-winning novel The Grapes of Wrath (1939) and East of Eden (1952) and the novella Of Mice and Men (1937). He was an author of twenty-seven books, including sixteen novels, six non-fiction books and five collections of short stories; Steinbeck received the Nobel Prize for Literature in 1962.
John Ernst Steinbeck, Jr. was born on February 27, 1902, in Salinas, California. He was of German and Irish descent. Johann Adolf Großsteinbeck, Steinbeck's paternal grandfather, had shortened the family name to Steinbeck when he immigrated to the United States. The family farm in Heiligenhaus, Mettmann, North Rhine-Westphalia, Germany, is still today named "Großsteinbeck."
His father, John Ernst Steinbeck, served as Monterey County treasurer. John's mother, Olive Hamilton, a former school teacher, shared Steinbeck's passion of reading and writing. The Steinbecks were members of the Episcopal Church. Steinbeck lived in a small rural town that was essentially a frontier settlement, set amid some of the world's most fertile land. He spent his summers working on nearby ranches and later with migrant workers on Spreckels ranch. He became aware of the harsher aspects of migrant life and the darker side of human nature, which supplied him with material expressed in such works as Of Mice and Men. He also explored his surroundings, walking across local forests, fields, and farms.
wn.com/John_Steinbeck -
John Williams
John Towner Williams (born February 8, 1932) is an American composer, conductor, and pianist. In a career spanning almost six decades, he has composed some of the most recognizable film scores in the history of motion pictures, including the Star Wars saga, Jaws, Superman, the Indiana Jones films, E.T. the Extra-Terrestrial, Hook, Jurassic Park, Schindler's List, War Horse, Home Alone and the first three Harry Potter films. He has had a long association with director Steven Spielberg, composing the music for all but two (Duel and The Color Purple) of Spielberg's major feature films.
Other notable works by Williams include theme music for four Olympic Games, NBC Sunday Night Football, the NBC Nightly News, the rededication of the Statue of Liberty, and the television series Lost in Space. Williams has also composed numerous classical concerti, and he served as the principal conductor of the Boston Pops Orchestra from 1980 to 1993; he is now the orchestra's conductor laureate.
Williams has won five Academy Awards, four Golden Globe Awards, seven BAFTA Awards, and 21 Grammy Awards. With 47 Academy Award nominations, Williams is the second most nominated person, after Walt Disney. John Williams was honored with the prestigious Richard Kirk award at the 1999 BMI Film and TV Awards. The award is given annually to a composer who has made significant contributions to film and television music. Williams was inducted into the Hollywood Bowl Hall of Fame in 2000, and was a recipient of the Kennedy Center Honors in 2004.
wn.com/John_Williams -
Jon Bon Jovi
Jon Bon Jovi (born John Francis Bongiovi, Jr., March 2, 1962) is an American musician, singer, songwriter, and actor, best known as the founder, occasional rhythm guitarist, and lead singer of rock band Bon Jovi, which was named after him. During his career, he has released two solo albums and eleven studio albums with his band, which to date have sold over 130 million albums worldwide. Тhe band was declared the second richest band for 2011, behind U2, earning an approximate $125 million income. In addition, Jon Bon Jovi is one of the majority-owners of the Philadelphia Soul, a team playing in the Arena Football League. In 2010, President Barack Obama named Jon Bon Jovi to the White House Council for Community Solutions.
As a solo artist, Bon Jovi has received numerous awards for his work, including a Golden Globe and an Academy Award nomination for his solo hit, "Blaze of Glory". He was awarded an honorary Doctorate of Humanities from Monmouth University in 2001. He campaigned for Al Gore in the 2000 Presidential election, John Kerry in the 2004 Presidential election, and Barack Obama in the 2008 Presidential election.
wn.com/Jon_Bon_Jovi -
Jon Landau
Jon Landau (born 1947) is an American music critic, manager and record producer, most known for his association in all three capacities with Bruce Springsteen.
He is currently the head of the nominating committee for the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame.
As a critic, Landau wrote for Rolling Stone from its first issue and for other publications. In vol. 1, number 1 of RS, 1967.11.09, Landau compared Jimi Hendrix and his debut album, Are You Experienced, to Eric Clapton and Cream's debut album, Fresh Cream (both released months before, and both Jimi and Cream having made huge American splashes as live performers that summer). The next few issues saw Landau staking out more traditional R&B and soul territory with profiles of Aretha Franklin, and Sam and Dave, plus a posthumous Otis Redding appreciation.
Landau's prophetic 1974 article in The Real Paper, wherein he famously claimed "I saw rock and roll's future and its name is Bruce Springsteen", is credited by Nick Hornby and others with fostering Springsteen's popularity. Landau was then hired by Springsteen, and is cited as co-producer on Springsteen studio records from 1975's Born to Run, through 1992's Human Touch and Lucky Town. He is considered to have influenced Springsteen artistically as well as professionally.
wn.com/Jon_Landau -
Jon Pareles
Jon Pareles is an American journalist who is the chief popular music critic in the arts section of the New York Times. He played jazz flute and piano, and graduated from Yale University with a degree in music. In the 1970s he was an associate editor of Crawdaddy!, and in the 1980s an associate editor at Rolling Stone and the music editor at The Village Voice. He started contributing to the Times in 1982. He currently reviews popular music in the arts section of the New York Times.
wn.com/Jon_Pareles -
Jon Stewart
Jon Stewart (born Jonathan Stuart Leibowitz; November 28, 1962) is an American political satirist, writer, television host, actor, media critic and stand-up comedian. He is widely known as host of The Daily Show, a satirical news program that airs on Comedy Central.
Stewart started as a stand-up comedian, but branched into television as host of Short Attention Span Theater for Comedy Central. He went on to host his own show on MTV, called The Jon Stewart Show, and then hosted another show on MTV called You Wrote It, You Watch It. He has also had several film roles as an actor. Stewart became the host of The Daily Show on Comedy Central in early 1999. He is also a writer and co-executive-producer of the show. After Stewart joined, The Daily Show steadily gained popularity and critical acclaim, resulting in his sixteen Emmy Awards.
Stewart has gained acclaim as an acerbic, satirical critic of personality-driven media shows, in particular those of the US media networks such as CNN, Fox News Channel, and MSNBC. Critics say Stewart benefits from a double standard: he critiques other news shows from the safe, removed position of his "fake news" desk. Stewart agrees, saying that neither his show nor his channel purports to be anything other than satire and comedy. In spite of its self-professed entertainment mandate, The Daily Show has been nominated for news and journalism awards. Stewart hosted the 78th and 80th Academy Awards. He is the co-author of America (The Book): A Citizen's Guide to Democracy Inaction, which was one of the best-selling books in the U.S. in 2004 and Earth (The Book): A Visitor's Guide to the Human Race released in 2010.
wn.com/Jon_Stewart -
Joni Mitchell
Joni Mitchell, CC (born Roberta Joan Anderson; November 7, 1943) is a Canadian musician, singer songwriter, and painter. Mitchell began singing in small nightclubs in Saskatchewan and Western Canada and then busking in the streets and dives of Toronto. In 1965 she moved to the United States and, touring constantly, began to be recognized when her original songs ("Urge for Going," "Chelsea Morning," "Both Sides, Now," "The Circle Game") were covered by notable folk singers, allowing her to sign with Reprise Records and record her own debut album in 1968. Settling in Southern California, Mitchell and her popular songs like "Big Yellow Taxi" and "Woodstock" helped define an era and a generation. Her more starkly personal 1971 recording Blue has been called one of the best albums ever made. Musically restless, Mitchell switched labels and began moving toward jazz rhythms by way of lush pop textures on 1974's Court and Spark, her best-selling LP, featuring her radio hits "Help Me" and "Free Man in Paris."
wn.com/Joni_Mitchell -
José Antonio Abreu
José Antonio Abreu (born May 7, 1939 in Valera) is a Venezuelan pianist, economist, educator, activist, and politician.
Born in the city of Valera in 1939, Abreu graduated ¨Summa Cum Laude¨ as an Economist at Universidad Católica Andres Bello and he was awarded a PhD degree in Petroleum Economics from the same university in 1961. Abreu also did some graduate work at the University of Michigan. He served as a Deputy at the Chamber of Deputies in the Congress of Venezuela. After his political career, he also worked as a professor of economics and law at Universidad Simón Bolívar and his Alma Mater. He would return to politics briefly in 1983 to serve as Minister of Culture.
Abreu began to study music with Doralisa Jiménez de Medina in Barquisimeto. Later, he attended the Caracas Musical Declamation Academy in 1957, where he studied piano with Moisés Moleiro, organ and harpsichord with Evencio Castellanos, and composition with Vicente Emilio Sojo. In 1967, he received the Symphonic Music National Prize for his musical ability. It was in 1975 that he founded El Sistema, formally known as the Foundation for the National Network of Youth and Children Orchestras of Venezuela.
wn.com/José_Antonio_Abreu -
Julianne Phillips
Julianne Phillips (born May 6, 1960) is an American model and actress. She is the ex-wife of Bruce Springsteen.
Born in Chicago, Illinois, Phillips was raised in the Portland suburb of Lake Oswego, Oregon, the daughter of insurance broker, William Phillips, and wife, Ann Phillips. She was the youngest of six children in a Roman Catholic family. Phillips is a graduate of Lake Oswego High School and Brooks College. She was a cheerleader and the Christmas Princess in 9th grade.
She began work as a model in Manhattan in the early 1980s. By 1982 she was represented by the Elite Modeling Agency, which characterized her as a "perfect ten package", earning as much as $2,000 a day. She then moved to Los Angeles, where she appeared in a .38 Special music video. This led to her first notable acting roles, in 1984's made-for-TV movies Summer Fantasy and the Robert Urich vehicle His Mistress. She also appears at the end of the Bruce Springsteen music video "Glory Days".
Although 11 years younger, Phillips ultimately became best known for being the girlfriend, and later the first wife, of musician, Bruce Springsteen. Phillips met him in October 1984, and they were married in Lake Oswego on May 13, 1985, surrounded by intense media attention.
wn.com/Julianne_Phillips -
Julie Andrews
Dame Julia Elizabeth Andrews, DBE (née Wells; born 1 October 1935) is an English film and stage actress, singer, and author. She is the recipient of Golden Globe, Emmy, Grammy, BAFTA, People's Choice Award, Theatre World Award, Screen Actors Guild and Academy Award honours.
Andrews is a former child actress and singer who made her Broadway debut in a 1954 production of The Boy Friend, and rose to prominence starring in musicals such as My Fair Lady and Camelot, both of which earned her Tony Award nominations. In 1957, she made her television debut with the title role in Cinderella, which was seen by over 100 million viewers.
Andrews made her feature film debut in Mary Poppins (1964), for which she won the Academy Award for Best Actress. She received her second Academy Award nomination for The Sound of Music (1965). Adjusted for inflation, these two films are the 25th and 3rd highest grossing films of all time, respectively. From 1964 to 1967, Andrews was the biggest film star in the world, with the additional box office successes of her films The Americanization of Emily, Hawaii, Torn Curtain, and Thoroughly Modern Millie.
wn.com/Julie_Andrews -
Julie Gold
Julie Gold (born February 3, 1956 in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania) is a New York singer-songwriter. She is best known for Bette Midler's version of her song "From a Distance" which won the Grammy for Song of the Year in 1991.
That song has since received close to four million airplays. It has been recited into the Congressional Record (by Senator Barbara Boxer). It has been recorded internationally and translated into many languages. It has been illustrated as a children’s book and mass-produced in music boxes. It has been quoted in books, calendars, and greeting cards. It was used as the wake-up call for astronauts in the Mir space station the first time Americans worked with Russians in space. A wide range of recording artists has covered it, including Jewel, Elaine Paige, Cliff Richard, the African Children's Choir, Judy Collins, the Byrds, Fairport Convention and Donna Summer.
Nanci Griffith, the first to record "From a Distance", has also recorded Gold's songs "Heaven", "Southbound Train", "Good Night New York", and "Mountain of Sorrow". Other artists who have covered Julie Gold songs include Patti LaBelle, Patti LuPone, Lea Salonga, and Andrea Marcovicci. Her song "Thanks to You" was featured in the 1993 film Andre, and her song "Dream Loud" was featured in the 2002 film Unfaithful.
wn.com/Julie_Gold -
Julie Harris
Julia Ann "Julie" Harris (born December 2, 1925) is an American stage, screen, and television actress. She has won five Tony Awards, three Emmy Awards and a Grammy Award, and was nominated for an Academy Award. In 1994, she was awarded the National Medal of Arts. She is a member of the American Theatre Hall of Fame. She also received the 2002 Special Lifetime Achievement Tony Award.
Harris's screen debut was in 1952, repeating her Broadway success as the monumentally lonely teenage girl Frankie in Carson McCullers' The Member of the Wedding, for which she was nominated for the Academy Award for Best Actress. That film also preserves the original Broadway cast performances of Ethel Waters and Brandon DeWilde. That same year, she won her first Best Actress Tony for originating the role of insouciant Sally Bowles in I Am a Camera, the stage version of Christopher Isherwood's Goodbye to Berlin (later musicalized as Cabaret on Broadway in 1966 and, in the 1972 film, with Liza Minnelli as Sally Bowles.) Harris repeated her stage role in the 1955 film version of I Am a Camera. She also appeared in such films as East of Eden (1955), with James Dean (with whom she became close friends), Requiem for a Heavyweight (1962), with Paul Newman in the private-detective film Harper in 1966, and Reflections in a Golden Eye (1967).
wn.com/Julie_Harris -
Keith Jarrett
Keith Jarrett (born May 8, 1945, in Allentown, Pennsylvania) is an American pianist and composer who performs both jazz and classical music.
Jarrett started his career with Art Blakey, moving on to play with Charles Lloyd and Miles Davis. Since the early 1970s he has enjoyed a great deal of success in jazz, jazz fusion, and classical music; as a group leader and a solo performer. His improvisations draw not only from the traditions of jazz, but from other genres as well, especially Western classical music, gospel, blues, and ethnic folk music.
In 2003, Jarrett received the Polar Music Prize, the first (and to this day only) recipient not to share the prize with a co-recipient, and in 2004 he received the Léonie Sonning Music Prize.
In 2008, he was inducted into the Down Beat Hall of Fame in the magazine's 73rd Annual Readers' Poll.
Jarrett grew up in suburban Allentown, Pennsylvania, with significant early exposure to music. He possessed absolute pitch, and he displayed prodigious musical talents as a young child. He began piano lessons just before his third birthday, and at age five he appeared on a TV talent program hosted by the swing bandleader Paul Whiteman. The young Jarrett gave his first formal piano recital at the age of seven, playing works by composers including Mozart, Bach, Beethoven, and Saint-Saëns, and ending with two of his own compositions. Encouraged especially by his mother, Jarrett took intensive classical piano lessons with a series of teachers, including Eleanor Sokoloff of the Curtis Institute.
wn.com/Keith_Jarrett -
Kevin Smith
Kevin Patrick Smith (born August 2, 1970) is an American screenwriter, actor, film producer, and director, as well as a popular comic book writer, author, comedian/raconteur, and internet radio personality best recognized by viewers as Silent Bob. Although primarily known for the View Askew film series, Smith also wrote, directed and produced films such as the buddy cop action comedy Cop Out, as well as the horror film Red State. His first several films were mostly set in his home state of New Jersey, and while not strictly sequential, they frequently feature crossover plot elements, character references, and a shared canon in what is known by fans as the "View Askewniverse", named after his production company View Askew Productions, which he co-founded with Scott Mosier.
Smith is also the owner of Jay and Silent Bob's Secret Stash comic book and novelty store in Red Bank, New Jersey. He co-hosts several weekly podcasts that are recorded at various locations around the world and released on SModcast Internet Radio. Smith is well known for participating in long, humorous Q&A sessions that are often filmed for DVD release, beginning with An Evening with Kevin Smith.
wn.com/Kevin_Smith -
Larry Henley
Larry Henley is an American singer and songwriter, born June 30, 1941 in Arp, Texas. He is perhaps best known for co-writing (with Jeff Silbar) the 1989 hit record, "Wind Beneath My Wings". The single was a U.S. number one hit for Bette Midler, and has since totaled around six million radio airplays.
The song earned Henley and Silbar the Grammy Award for Song of the Year for 1989, and Bette Midler the Record of the Year award.
He was also the lead singer of pop group The Newbeats in the mid-1960s. The group two hits that charted in the top 20 of Billboard magazine, one. "Bread and Butter," reaching No. 2 on the Billboard charts and selling over a million copies.
Henley has also composed a number of soundtracks in movies.
wn.com/Larry_Henley -
Leon Fleisher
Leon Fleisher (born July 23, 1928) is an American pianist and conductor.
Fleisher was born in San Francisco, where he started studying the piano at age four. He made his public debut at age eight and played with the New York Philharmonic under Pierre Monteux at 16; Monteux famously called him "the pianistic find of the century." He became one of the few child prodigies to be accepted for study with Artur Schnabel and also studied with Maria Curcio. Fleisher was linked via Schnabel to a tradition that descended directly from Beethoven himself, handed down through Carl Czerny and Theodor Leschetizky.
In the 1950s, Fleisher signed an exclusive recording contract with Columbia Masterworks. He is particularly well known for his interpretations of the piano concerti of Brahms and Beethoven, which he recorded with George Szell and the Cleveland Orchestra. They also recorded Mozart's Piano Concerto No. 25, the Grieg and Schumann piano concertos, Franck's Symphonic Variations, and Rachmaninoff's Rhapsody on a Theme of Paganini.
wn.com/Leon_Fleisher -
Lester Bangs
Leslie Conway "Lester" Bangs (December 13, 1948 – April 30, 1982) was an American music journalist, author, and musician. He wrote for Creem and Rolling Stone magazines and was known for his leading influence in rock music criticism.
Bangs was born in Escondido, California, the son of Norma Belle (née Clifton) and Conway Leslie Bangs, a truck driver. His parents were both from Texas, his father from Enlow and his mother from Pecos County. His mother was a devout Jehovah's Witness; his father died in a fire when Bangs was young. In 1969, Bangs began writing freelance after reading an ad in Rolling Stone soliciting readers' reviews. His first piece was a negative review of the MC5 album, Kick Out The Jams, which he sent to Rolling Stone with a note requesting that if the magazine were to pass on publishing the review, that he receive a reason for their decision; however, no reply was forthcoming as the magazine did indeed publish the review.
Bangs wrote about Janis Joplin's death by drug overdose, "It's not just that this kind of early death has become a fact of life that has become disturbing, but that it's been accepted as a given so quickly". In 1973, Jann Wenner fired Bangs from Rolling Stone, a negative review of Canned Heat being the final event. He moved to Detroit to edit and write for Creem. After leaving Creem, he wrote for The Village Voice, Penthouse, Playboy, New Musical Express, and many other publications.
wn.com/Lester_Bangs -
Loretta Lynn
Loretta Lynn (born Loretta Webb April 14, 1932), is an American country music singer-songwriter, author and philanthropist. Born in Butcher Hollow, near Paintsville, Kentucky in Johnson County to a coal miner father, Lynn married at 15 years old, was a mother soon after, and moved to Washington with her husband, Oliver Vanetta Lynn, Jr. (1926–1996), nicknamed "Doo". Their marriage was sometimes tumultuous; he had affairs and she was headstrong. Their experiences together became inspiration for her music.
On her 21st birthday, Lynn's husband bought her a $17.00 Harmony guitar. She taught herself to play and when she was 24, on her wedding anniversary, Doo encouraged her to become a singer. She learned the guitar better, started singing at the Delta Grange Hall in Washington State with the Pen Brothers' band, The Westerners, then eventually cut her first record in February, 1960. She became a part of the country music scene in Nashville in the 1960s, and in 1967 charted her first of 16 number-one hits (out of 70 charted songs as a solo artist and a duet partner) that include "Don't Come Home A' Drinkin' (With Lovin' on Your Mind)", "You Ain't Woman Enough", "Fist City", and "Coal Miner's Daughter". She focused on blue collar women's issues with themes of philandering husbands and persistent mistresses, and pushed boundaries in the conservative genre of country music by singing about birth control ("The Pill"), repeated childbirth ("One's on the Way"), double standards for men and women ("Rated "X""), and being widowed by the draft during the Vietnam War ("Dear Uncle Sam"). Country music radio stations often refused to play her songs. Nonetheless, she became known as "The First Lady of Country Music" and continues to be one of the most successful vocalists of all time.
wn.com/Loretta_Lynn -
Luciano Pavarotti
Luciano Pavarotti, Cavaliere di Gran Croce OMRI (12 October 1935 – 6 September 2007) was an Italian operatic tenor, who also crossed over into popular music, eventually becoming one of the most commercially successful tenors of all time. He made numerous recordings of complete operas and individual arias, and established himself as one of the finest tenors of the 20th century. He was one of The Three Tenors and became well known for his televised concerts and media appearances. Pavarotti was also noted for his charity work on behalf of refugees and the Red Cross, amongst others.
Pavarotti began his professional career as a tenor in 1961 in Italy. That same year, he made his first international appearance in La traviata in Belgrade, Yugoslavia. He sang in opera houses in addition to Italy, in the Netherlands, Vienna, London, Ankara, Budapest and Barcelona. The young tenor earned valuable experience and recognition while touring Australia at the invitation of soprano Joan Sutherland in 1965. He made his United States debut in Miami soon afterwards, also on Sutherland's recommendation. His position as a leading lyric tenor was consolidated in the years between 1966 and 1972, during which time he first appeared at Milan's La Scala and other major European houses. In 1968, he debuted at New York City's Metropolitan Opera as Rodolfo in Puccini's La bohème. At the Met in 1972, in the role of Tonio in Donizetti's La fille du régiment he earned the title "King of the high Cs" when he sang the aria "Ah mes amis ... pour mon âme". He gained worldwide fame for the brilliance and beauty of his tone, especially into the upper register. He was at his best in bel canto operas, pre-Aida Verdi roles and Puccini works such as La bohème, Tosca and Madama Butterfly. The late 1970s and 1980s saw Pavarotti continue to make significant appearances in the world's foremost opera houses.
wn.com/Luciano_Pavarotti -
Martin Scorsese
Martin Charles Scorsese ( /skɔrˈsɛsɛ/; born November 17, 1942) is an American film director, screenwriter, producer, actor, and film historian. In 1990 he founded The Film Foundation, a non-profit organization dedicated to film preservation, and in 2007 he founded the World Cinema Foundation. He is a recipient of the AFI Life Achievement Award for his contributions to the cinema, and has won Academy Award, Palme d'Or, Emmys, Golden Globes, BAFTAs, and DGA Awards.
Scorsese's body of work addresses such themes as Italian American identity, Roman Catholic concepts of guilt and redemption,machismo, modern crime, and violence. Scorsese is hailed as one of the most significant and influential filmmakers of all time, directing landmark films such as Mean Streets (1973), Taxi Driver (1976), Raging Bull (1980), and Goodfellas (1990) – all of which he collaborated on with actor and close friend Robert De Niro. He won the Academy Award for Best Director for The Departed (2006), having been nominated a previous five times.
wn.com/Martin_Scorsese -
Max Weinberg
Max Weinberg (born April 13, 1951) is an American drummer and television personality, most widely known as the longtime drummer for Bruce Springsteen's E Street Band and as the bandleader for Conan O'Brien on Late Night with Conan O'Brien and The Tonight Show with Conan O'Brien.
Weinberg grew up in suburban New Jersey and began drumming at an early age. He attended college planning to be a lawyer but got his big break in music in 1974 when he won an audition to become the drummer for Springsteen. His powerful but controlled playing on albums such as Born to Run and Born in the U.S.A. stabilized the E Street Band sound and Weinberg became a mainstay of Springsteen's long concert performances. Springsteen dissolved the band in 1989 and Weinberg spent several years considering a law career and trying the business end of the music industry before deciding he wanted to continue with drumming.
In 1993, Weinberg got the role as bandleader of The Max Weinberg 7 for Late Night with Conan O'Brien. Weinberg's drums-driven jump blues sound and his role as a comic foil prospered along with the show, giving him a second career. In 1999, Springsteen reformed the E Street Band for a series of tours and albums; Weinberg worked out an arrangement that allowed him to play with both O'Brien and Springsteen. In 2009, Weinberg moved to the short-lived Tonight Show with Conan O'Brien as leader of Max Weinberg and The Tonight Show Band. After that ended, he formed and toured with a new ensemble, the Max Weinberg Big Band, and in 2010 chose not to follow O'Brien to the new Conan show.
wn.com/Max_Weinberg -
Meat Loaf
Michael Lee Aday (born Marvin Lee Aday; September 27, 1947), better known by his stage name, Meat Loaf, is an American hard rock musician and actor. He is noted for the Bat Out of Hell album trilogy consisting of Bat Out of Hell, Bat Out of Hell II: Back Into Hell and Bat Out of Hell III: The Monster is Loose. Bat Out of Hell has sold more than 43 million copies. After more than 30 years, it still sells an estimated 200,000 copies annually and stayed on the charts for over nine years, making it one of the best selling albums of all time.
Although he enjoyed success with Bat Out of Hell and Bat Out of Hell II: Back Into Hell and earned a Grammy Award for Best Rock Vocal Performance, Solo for the song "I'd Do Anything for Love (But I Won't Do That)" on the latter album, Meat Loaf experienced some initial difficulty establishing a steady career within his native US. However, he has retained iconic status and popularity in Europe, especially the UK, where he ranks 23rd for the number of weeks overall spent on the charts. He ranked 96th on VH1's "100 Greatest Artists of Hard Rock".
wn.com/Meat_Loaf -
Mel Brooks
Mel Brooks (born Melvin Kaminsky; June 28, 1926) is an American film director, screenwriter, composer, lyricist, comedian, actor and producer. He is best known as a creator of broad film farces and comic parodies. He began his career as a stand-up comic and as a writer for the early TV variety show Your Show of Shows. He became well known as part of the comedy duo with Carl Reiner, The 2000 Year Old Man. In middle age he became one of the most successful film directors of the 1970s, with many of his films being among the top ten money makers of the year that they were released. His most well known films include The Producers, Blazing Saddles, Young Frankenstein, History of the World, Part I and Spaceballs. More recently he has had a smash hit on Broadway with the musical adaptation of his first film, The Producers. He was married to the actress Anne Bancroft from 1964 until her death in 2005.
Brooks is a member of the short list of entertainers with the distinction of having won an Emmy, a Grammy, an Oscar and a Tony award. Three of his films ranked in the American Film Institute's list of the top 100 comedy films of all-time: Blazing Saddles at number 6, The Producers at number 11, and Young Frankenstein at number 13.
wn.com/Mel_Brooks -
Melissa Etheridge
Melissa Lou Etheridge (born May 29, 1961) is an American rock singer-songwriter and activist.
Etheridge is known for her mixture of confessional lyrics, pop-based folk-rock, and raspy, smoky vocals. She has also been an iconic gay and lesbian activist since her public coming out in January 1993.
Born in Leavenworth, Kansas, the younger of two girls, to John Etheridge, a psychology teacher at Leavenworth High School, and Elizabeth Williamson, a computer consultant. She attended David Brewer School, which is still located at 17th and Osage Streets. She graduated in 1979 from Leavenworth High School (LHS), 10th Avenue and Halderman. Etheridge was a member of the first "Power and Life" musical/dance group at LHS which is still active today. Her childhood home was at 1902 Miami Street.
Etheridge's interest in music began early; she picked up her first guitar at 8. She began to play in all-men country music groups throughout her teenage years, until she moved to Boston to attend Berklee College of Music.
wn.com/Melissa_Etheridge -
Michael Jackson
Michael Joseph Jackson (August 29, 1958 – June 25, 2009) was an American recording artist, entertainer, and businessman. Often referred to as the King of Pop, or by his initials MJ, Jackson is recognized as the most successful entertainer of all time by Guinness World Records. His contribution to music, dance, and fashion, along with a much-publicized personal life, made him a global figure in popular culture for over four decades. The seventh child of the Jackson family, he debuted on the professional music scene along with his brothers as a member of The Jackson 5 in 1964, and began his solo career in 1971.
In the early 1980s, Jackson became a dominant figure in popular music. The music videos for his songs, including those of "Beat It", "Billie Jean", and "Thriller", were credited with transforming the medium into an art form and a promotional tool, and the popularity of these videos helped to bring the relatively new television channel MTV to fame. Videos such as "Black or White" and "Scream" made him a staple on MTV in the 1990s. Through stage performances and music videos, Jackson popularized a number of complicated dance techniques, such as the robot and the moonwalk, to which he gave the name. His distinctive musical sound and vocal style influenced numerous hip hop, post-disco, contemporary R&B, pop and rock artists.
wn.com/Michael_Jackson -
Mick Jagger
Sir Michael Philip "Mick" Jagger, (born 26 July 1943) is an English musician, singer, songwriter and actor, best known as the lead vocalist and a founder member of The Rolling Stones.
Jagger's career has spanned over fifty years. Allmusic has described Jagger as "one of the most popular and influential frontmen in the history of rock & roll". His distinctive voice and performance, along with Keith Richards' guitar style, have been the trademark of The Rolling Stones throughout the career of the band. In 1989, he was inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame with The Rolling Stones.
Jagger gained much press notoriety for admitted drug use and romantic involvements, and was often portrayed as a counterculture figure. In the late 1960s Jagger began acting in films (starting with Performance and Ned Kelly), to mixed reception. In 1985, Jagger released his first solo album, She's the Boss, and was knighted in 2003. In early 2009, he joined the eclectic supergroup SuperHeavy.
Jagger was born into a middle class family at Livingstone Hospital, in Dartford, Kent, England. His father, Basil Fanshawe ("Joe") Jagger (13 April 1913 – 11 November 2006), and his grandfather David Ernest Jagger were both teachers. His mother, Eva Ensley Mary (née Scutts; 6 April 1913 – 18 May 2000), born in New South Wales, Australia, was a hairdresser and an active member of the Conservative Party. Jagger is the elder of two sons (his brother Chris Jagger was born on 19 December 1947) and was raised to follow in his father's career path.
wn.com/Mick_Jagger -
Mickey Rourke
Philip Andre "Mickey" Rourke, Jr. (born September 16, 1952) is an American actor, screenwriter and retired boxer, who has appeared primarily as a leading man in action, drama, and thriller films.
During the 1980s, Rourke starred in Diner, Rumble Fish, and the erotic drama 9½ Weeks, and received critical praise for his work in Barfly and Angel Heart. In 1991, Rourke, who had trained as a boxer in his early years, left acting and became a professional boxer for a period. He had supporting roles in several later films, including The Rainmaker, Buffalo '66, The Pledge, Get Carter, Once Upon a Time in Mexico and Man on Fire.
In 2005, Rourke made his comeback in mainstream Hollywood circles with a lead role in Sin City, for which he won awards from the Chicago Film Critics Association, the Irish Film and Television Awards and the Online Film Critics Society. In the 2008 film The Wrestler, Rourke portrayed a past-his-prime wrestler, and received a 2009 Golden Globe award, a BAFTA award, and a nomination for an Academy Award.
wn.com/Mickey_Rourke -
Mike Appel
Mike Appel (born October 27, 1942) is an American music industry manager and record producer, best known for his role in both capacities in the early career of Bruce Springsteen.
Appel was born in Flushing in Queens, New York, of three-quarters Irish and one-quarter Jewish heritage and was raised Roman Catholic. His father was a successful real estate broker on Long Island. Appel began playing the guitar at age fourteen.
Appel was a guitarist and songwriter for several obscure groups during the 1950s and 1960s. He was a member of The Balloon Farm, and co-wrote their 1967 hit A Question of Temperature. He also was a producer and songwriter for the early metal band Sir Lord Baltimore.
In 1971, Carl 'Tinker' West, the manager of some of Springsteen's early bands - Child, Steel Mill and The Bruce Springsteen Band - referred Springsteen to Appel. Springsteen auditioned for Appel in 1971; Appel told him to come back when he had written more songs. When Springsteen returned in 1972, Appel signed Springsteen to a production contract, and got Springsteen the audition with CBS Records' John H. Hammond that led to CBS's signing Springsteen. He produced Springsteen's first two albums, Greetings from Asbury Park, N.J. and The Wild, the Innocent & the E Street Shuffle, both released in 1973. He also co-produced Springsteen's third and breakthrough album, Born to Run.
wn.com/Mike_Appel -
Mike Nichols
Mike Nichols (born Michael Igor Peschkowsky; November 6, 1931) is a German-born American television, stage and film director, writer, producer and comedian. He began his career in the 1950s as one half of the comedy duo Nichols and May, along with Elaine May. In 1968 he won the Academy Award for Best Director for the film The Graduate. His other noteworthy films include Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf?, Carnal Knowledge, Working Girl, Closer and the TV mini-series Angels in America. He also staged the original theatrical productions of Barefoot in the Park, Luv, The Odd Couple and Spamalot.
Nichols is one of a small group of people who have won an Emmy, Grammy, Oscar, and Tony Award. His other honors include the Lincoln Center Gala Tribute in 1999, the National Medal of Arts in 2001, the Kennedy Center Honors in 2003 and the AFI Life Achievement Award in 2010.
Mike Nichols was born Michael Igor Peschkowsky in Berlin, Germany, the son of Brigitte (née Landauer) and Paul Peschkowsky, a physician. His father was born in Vienna, Austria, to a Russian Jewish immigrant family that had been wealthy and lived in Siberia, leaving after the Russian Revolution and settling in Germany around 1920. His mother's family were German Jews. His maternal grandparents were anarchist Gustav Landauer and author Hedwig Lachmann. Nichols is a third cousin twice removed of scientist Albert Einstein, through Nichols' mother. He moved to the United States to flee the Nazis on April 28, 1939. His father, who had changed his name to Paul Nichols, had successfully set up a medical practice in Manhattan and the family lived near Central Park. He became a naturalized citizen of the United States in 1944 and attended public elementary school in Manhattan (PS 87). After graduating from Walden High School, Nichols briefly attended New York University before dropping out. In 1950, he enrolled in the pre-med program at the University of Chicago.
wn.com/Mike_Nichols -
Mikhail Baryshnikov
Mikhail Nikolaevich Baryshnikov (Russian: Михаи́л Никола́евич Бары́шников, Latvian: Mihails Barišņikovs) (born January 27, 1948), nicknamed "Misha", is a Russian American dancer, choreographer, and actor, often cited alongside Vaslav Nijinsky and Rudolf Nureyev as one of the greatest ballet dancers in history. After a promising start in the Kirov Ballet in Leningrad, he defected to Canada in 1974 for more opportunities in western dance. After freelancing with many companies, he joined the New York City Ballet as a principal dancer to learn George Balanchine's style of movement. He then danced with the American Ballet Theatre, where he later became artistic director.
Baryshnikov has spearheaded many of his own artistic projects and has been associated in particular with promoting modern dance, premiering dozens of new works, including many of his own. His success as a dramatic actor on stage, cinema and television has helped him become probably the most widely recognized contemporary ballet dancer. In 1977, he received a nomination for the Academy Award for Best Supporting Actor and a Golden Globe nomination for his work as "Yuri Kopeikine" in the film The Turning Point.
wn.com/Mikhail_Baryshnikov -
Miriam Makeba
Miriam Makeba (4 March 1932 – 10 November 2008), nicknamed Mama Africa, was a Grammy Award winning South African singer and civil rights activist.
In the 1960s she was the first artist from Africa to popularize African music in the U.S. and around the world. She is best known for the song "Pata Pata", first recorded in 1957 and released in the U.S. in 1967. She recorded and toured with many popular artists, such as Harry Belafonte, Paul Simon, and her former husband Hugh Masekela.
She actively campaigned against the South African system of apartheid. As a result, the South African government revoked her citizenship and right of return. After the end of apartheid she returned home. She died on 10 November 2008 after performing in a concert organized to support writer Roberto Saviano in his stand against the Camorra, a mafia-like organisation local to the Region of Campania.
Zenzile Miriam Makeba was born in Johannesburg in 1932. Her mother was a Swazi sangoma (traditional healer-herbalist). Her father, who died when she was six years old, was a Xhosa. When she was eighteen days old, her mother was arrested for selling umqombothi, an African homemade beer brewed from malt and cornmeal. Her mother was sentenced to a six-month prison term, so Miriam spent her first six months of life in jail. As a child, she sang in the choir of the Kilmerton Training Institute in Pretoria, a primary school that she attended for eight years.
wn.com/Miriam_Makeba -
Morgan Freeman
Morgan Freeman (born June 1, 1937) is an American actor, film director, aviator and narrator. Freeman has received Academy Award nominations for his performances in Street Smart, Driving Miss Daisy, The Shawshank Redemption and Invictus and won in 2005 for Million Dollar Baby. He has also won a Golden Globe Award and a Screen Actors Guild Award. Freeman has appeared in many other box office hits, including Unforgiven, Glory, Seven, Deep Impact, The Sum of All Fears, Bruce Almighty, Batman Begins, March of the Penguins, The Bucket List, Wanted, The Dark Knight, and RED.
Morgan Freeman was born in Memphis, Tennessee, the son of Mayme Edna (née Revere), a teacher, and Morgan Porterfield Freeman, a barber who died April 27, 1961, from cirrhosis. He has three older siblings. Freeman was sent as an infant to his paternal grandmother in Charleston, Mississippi. His family moved frequently during his childhood, living in Greenwood, Mississippi; Gary, Indiana; and finally Chicago, Illinois. Freeman made his acting debut at age 9, playing the lead role in a school play. He then attended Broad Street High School, later named Threadgill Elementary School, in Mississippi. At age 12, he won a statewide drama competition, and while still at Broad Street High School, he performed in a radio show based in Nashville, Tennessee. In 1955, he graduated from Broad Street, but turned down a partial drama scholarship from Jackson State University, opting instead to work as a mechanic in the United States Air Force.
wn.com/Morgan_Freeman -
Neil Young
Neil Percival Young,OC,OM (born November 12, 1945) is a Canadian singer-songwriter who is widely regarded as one of the most influential musicians of his generation.
Young began performing as a solo artist in Canada in 1960, before moving to California in 1966, where he co-founded the band Buffalo Springfield along with Stephen Stills and Richie Furay, and later joined Crosby, Stills & Nash as a fourth member in 1969. He forged a successful and acclaimed solo career, releasing his first album in 1968; his career has since spanned over 40 years and 34 studio albums, with a continual and uncompromising exploration of musical styles. The Rock and Roll Hall of Fame website describes Young as "one of rock and roll’s greatest songwriters and performers". He has been inducted into the Hall of Fame twice: first as a solo artist in 1995, and second as a member of Buffalo Springfield in 1997.
Young's work is characterized by his distinctive guitar work, deeply personal lyrics and signature alto or high tenor singing voice. Although he accompanies himself on several different instruments, including piano and harmonica, his idiosyncratic electric and clawhammer acoustic guitar playing are the defining characteristics of a varyingly ragged and melodic sound. While Young has experimented with differing music styles, including swing and electronic music throughout a varied career, his best known work usually falls into two primary styles: acoustic (folk and country rock) and electric (amplified hard rock, very often in collaboration with the band Crazy Horse). Young has also adopted elements from newer styles such as alternative rock and grunge. His influence on the latter caused some to dub him the "Godfather of Grunge".
wn.com/Neil_Young -
Nikolaus Harnoncourt
Nikolaus Harnoncourt (Count Nikolaus de la Fontaine und d'Harnoncourt-Unverzagt) (born 6 December 1929) is an Austrian conductor, particularly known for his historically informed performances of music from the Classical era and earlier. Starting out as a classical cellist, he founded his own period instrument ensemble in the 1950s, and became a pioneer of the Early Music movement. Around 1970, Harnoncourt started to conduct opera and concert performances, soon leading renowned international symphony orchestras, and appearing at leading concert halls, operatic venues and festivals. His repertoire has since widened to include composers of the 19th and 20th century. In 2001 and 2003, he conducted the Vienna New Year's Concert. Harnoncourt is also the author of several books, mostly on questions of performance history and musical aesthetics.
Harnoncourt was born in Berlin, Germany. He was raised in Graz, Austria and studied music in Vienna. His mother, Ladislaja Gräfin von Meran, Freiin von Brandhoven, was the granddaughter of the Habsburg Archduke Johann, the 13th child of the Emperor Leopold II. He is thus descended from various Holy Roman Emperors and other European royalty. His father, Eberhard de la Fontaine Graf d'Harnoncourt-Unverzagt, was an engineer working in Berlin who had two children from a previous marriage. Two years after Nikolaus's birth, his brother Philipp was born. The family eventually moved to Graz, where Eberhard had obtained a post in the state-government (Landesregierung) of Styria.
wn.com/Nikolaus_Harnoncourt -
Nils Lofgren
Nils Hilmer Lofgren (born June 21, 1951, Chicago, Illinois, United States) is an American rock music recording artist, songwriter, and multi-instrumentalist. Along with his work as a solo artist, he has marked over 25 years as a member of Bruce Springsteen's E Street Band as well as a former member of Crazy Horse and Grin.
Lofgren was born in Chicago in 1951 to Swedish/Italian parents. He moved to the suburban town of Garrett Park, Maryland, near the northern border of Washington, D.C. as a very young child. Lofgren's first instrument was classical accordion, beginning at age 5, which he studied seriously for ten years. After studying classical music and jazz, throughout his youth, Lofgren switched his emphasis to rock music, and focused on the piano and the guitar. By 1968, Lofgren formed the band Grin, originally with bassist George Daly, and drummer Bob Berberich, former players in the DC band The Hangmen. The group played in the venues throughout the Washington, D.C. area. Lofgren had been a competitive gymnast in high school, a skill that popped up later in his career. During this time, Lofgren met Neil Young and played for him. Young invited Lofgren to come to California and the Grin trio (Lofgren, Daly and Berberich) drove out west and lived for some months at a home Neil Young rented in Laurel Canyon.
wn.com/Nils_Lofgren -
Ossie Davis
Ossie Davis (born Raiford Chatman Davis, December 18, 1917 – February 4, 2005) was an Emmy Award winning and Grammy nominated, African- American film, television and Broadway actor, director, poet, playwright, author, and social activist.
Davis was born Raiford Chatman Davis in Cogdell, Clinch County, Georgia, a son of Kince Charles Davis, a railway construction engineer, and his wife Laura (née Cooper). The name Ossie came from a county clerk who misheard his mother's pronunciation of his initials "R.C." when he was born. So he inadvertently became "Ossie" when his mother told the courthouse clerk in Clinch River, Ga., who was filing his birth certificate that his name was R.C. Davis. Davis experienced racism from an early age as the KKK threatened to shoot his father, whose job they felt was too advanced for a black man to have. Following the wishes of his parents, he attended Howard University but dropped out in 1939 to fulfill his acting career in New York; he later attended Columbia University School of General Studies. His acting career, which spanned seven decades, began in 1939 with the Rose McClendon Players in Harlem. He made his film debut in 1950 in the Sidney Poitier film No Way Out. He voiced Anansi the spider on the PBS children's television series Sesame Street in its animation segments.
wn.com/Ossie_Davis -
Pamela Springsteen
Pamela Colleen Springsteen (born February 8, 1962) is an American actress and photographer. She had a short acting career, and is best known for playing the role of serial killer Angela Baker in Sleepaway Camp II: Unhappy Campers and Sleepaway Camp III: Teenage Wasteland. She is now a successful photographer. Pam is the younger sister of Bruce Springsteen.
Pam was born in Freehold Township, New Jersey to Adele Ann (née Zerilli), a legal secretary of Italian ancestry, and Douglas Frederick "Dutch" Springsteen, was of Dutch and Irish ancestry, and worked as a bus driver. In addition to her older brother, who Pam sometimes went on tour with, she has a sister, Virginia Springsteen Shave.
Pam took up acting, and was cast in her first role as a young cheerleader in Fast Times at Ridgemont High. She also appeared as a cheerleader in the 1984 film Reckless. She also appeared in Modern Girls, and Scenes from the Goldmine. Pam's first ever lead role came in 1988 when she accepted the role as psychotic serial killer "Angela Baker" in the low budget cult horror Sleepaway Camp II: Unhappy Campers, and in 1989, Sleepaway Camp III: Teenage Wasteland, which has earned her a cult following among horror fans. Her final film appearance to date was in 1990's The Gumshoe Kid.
wn.com/Pamela_Springsteen -
Patti Scialfa
Vivienne Patricia "Patti" Scialfa ("SCIAL-fah") (born July 29, 1953) is an American singer, songwriter, and guitarist. She is married to Bruce Springsteen and they have three children.
Scialfa was born in Deal, New Jersey. She was the middle child of Joseph Scialfa and Vivienne (née Morris) Scialfa. Her father was of Sicilian ancestry and her mother is of Scots-Irish ancestry. She also has half-siblings from her father's second marriage. Her father was a successful local entrepreneur, who started with a single television store and became a real estate developer.
Scialfa graduated from Asbury Park High School in 1971.
Scialfa was writing songs from an early age and first worked professionally as a back-up singer for New Jersey bar bands after she completed high school. In 1994, she stated in a Lear's Magazine interview that she had little talent for anything but music and that she attended college as a way to further her ambitions as a performer while also satisfying parental expectations. She has a music degree from New York University, earned after she transferred from the University of Miami's highly-respected jazz conservatory at the Frost School of Music.
wn.com/Patti_Scialfa -
Patti Smith
Patricia Lee "Patti" Smith (born December 30, 1946) is an American singer-songwriter, poet and visual artist, who became a highly influential component of the New York City punk rock movement with her 1975 debut album Horses.
Called the "Godmother of Punk", her work was a fusion of rock and poetry. Smith's most widely known song is "Because the Night", which was co-written with Bruce Springsteen and reached number 13 on the Billboard Hot 100 chart in 1978. In 2005, Patti Smith was named a Commander of the Ordre des Arts et des Lettres by the French Minister of Culture, and in 2007, she was inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame. On November 17, 2010, she won the National Book Award for her memoir Just Kids. She is also a recipient of the 2011 Polar Music Prize.
wn.com/Patti_Smith -
Paul McCartney
Sir James Paul McCartney, MBE, Hon RAM, FRCM (born 18 June 1942) is an English musician, singer-songwriter and composer. Formerly of the Beatles (1960–1970) and Wings (1971–1981), he has been described by Guinness World Records as "The Most Successful Composer and Recording Artist of All Time", with 60 gold discs and sales of over 100 million albums and 100 million singles. With John Lennon, George Harrison, and Ringo Starr, he gained worldwide fame as a member of the Beatles, and with Lennon formed one of the most celebrated songwriting partnerships of the 20th century. After leaving the Beatles, he began a solo career and later formed the band Wings with his first wife, Linda Eastman, and singer-songwriter Denny Laine.
According to the BBC, his Beatles song "Yesterday" has been covered by over 2,200 artists—more than any other song. Wings' 1977 release, "Mull of Kintyre", became one of the best-selling singles ever in the UK, and he is "the most successful songwriter" in UK chart history, according to Guinness. As a songwriter or co-writer, he is included on thirty-one number one titles on the Billboard Hot 100, and as of 2012 he has sold over 15.5 million RIAA certified units in the United States.
wn.com/Paul_McCartney -
Paul Simon
Paul Frederic Simon (born October 13, 1941) is a grammy award winning American singer-songwriter, poet and guitarist.
Simon's international fame and success began as part of the duo Simon & Garfunkel, launched in 1964 with musical partner Art Garfunkel. Simon wrote most of the pair's songs, including three that reached No. 1 on the U.S. singles charts: "The Sound of Silence", "Mrs. Robinson", and "Bridge Over Troubled Water". The duo split up in 1970 at the height of their popularity, and Simon began a successful solo career, recording three highly acclaimed albums over the next five years. In 1986, he released Graceland, an album inspired by South African township music. Simon also wrote and starred in the film One-Trick Pony in 1980 and co-wrote the Broadway musical The Capeman in 1998.
Simon has earned 12 Grammys for his solo and collaborative work, including the Lifetime Achievement Award. In 2001, he was inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame and in 2006 was selected as one of the "100 People Who Shaped the World" by Time magazine. Among many other honors, Simon was the first recipient of the Library of Congress' Gershwin Prize for Popular Song in 2007. In 1986 Simon was awarded an Honorary Doctor of Music degree from Berklee College of Music where he currently serves on the Board of Trustees.
wn.com/Paul_Simon -
Pete Seeger
Peter "Pete" Seeger (born May 3, 1919) is an American folk singer and an iconic figure in the mid-20th-century American folk music revival. A fixture on nationwide radio in the 1940s, he also had a string of hit records during the early 1950s as a member of The Weavers, most notably their recording of Lead Belly's "Goodnight, Irene", which topped the charts for 13 weeks in 1950. Members of The Weavers were blacklisted during the McCarthy Era. In the 1960s, he re-emerged on the public scene as a prominent singer of protest music in support of international disarmament, civil rights, and environmental causes.
As a song writer, he is best known as the author or co-author of "Where Have All the Flowers Gone?", "If I Had a Hammer (The Hammer Song)", (composed with Lee Hays of The Weavers), and "Turn, Turn, Turn!", which have been recorded by many artists both in and outside the folk revival movement and are still sung throughout the world. "Flowers" was a hit recording for The Kingston Trio (1962); Marlene Dietrich, who recorded it in English, German and French (1962); and Johnny Rivers (1965). "If I Had a Hammer" was a hit for Peter, Paul & Mary (1962) and Trini Lopez (1963), while The Byrds popularized "Turn, Turn, Turn!" in the mid-1960s, as did Judy Collins in 1964, and The Seekers in 1966. Seeger was one of the folksingers most responsible for popularizing the spiritual "We Shall Overcome" (also recorded by Joan Baez and many other singer-activists) that became the acknowledged anthem of the 1960s American Civil Rights Movement, soon after folk singer and activist Guy Carawan introduced it at the founding meeting of the Student Nonviolent Coordinating Committee (SNCC) in 1960. In the PBS "American Masters" episode Pete Seeger: The Power of Song, Seeger states it was he who changed the lyric from the traditional "We will overcome" to the more singable "We shall overcome".
wn.com/Pete_Seeger -
Pete Townshend
Peter Dennis Blandford "Pete" Townshend (born 19 May 1945) is an English rock guitarist, vocalist, songwriter and author, known principally as the guitarist and songwriter for the rock group The Who, as well as for his own solo career. His career with The Who spans more than 40 years, during which time the band grew to be considered one of the most influential bands of the 1960s and 1970s, and, according to Eddie Vedder, "possibly the greatest live band ever."
Townshend is the primary songwriter for The Who, having written well over 100 songs for the band's 11 studio albums, including concept albums and the rock operas Tommy and Quadrophenia, plus popular rock and roll radio staples like Who's Next, and dozens more that appeared as non-album singles, bonus tracks on reissues, and tracks on rarities compilations like Odds & Sods. He has also written over 100 songs that have appeared on his solo albums, as well as radio jingles and television theme songs. Although known primarily as a guitarist, he also plays other instruments such as keyboards, banjo, accordion, synthesiser, bass guitar and drums, on his own solo albums, several Who albums, and as a guest contributor to a wide array of other artists' recordings. Townshend has never had formal lessons in any of the instruments he plays.
wn.com/Pete_Townshend -
Peter Frampton
Peter Kenneth Frampton (born 22 April 1950) is an English born naturalized American musician, singer, songwriter, producer, guitarist and multi-instrumentalist. He was previously associated with the bands Humble Pie and The Herd. Frampton's international breakthrough album was his live release, Frampton Comes Alive!. The album sold over 6 million copies in the United States alone and spawned several hits. Since then he has released several major albums. He has also worked with David Bowie and both Matt Cameron and Mike McCready from Pearl Jam, among others. Frampton is best known for such hits as "Breaking All The Rules", "Show Me the Way", "Baby, I Love Your Way", "Do You Feel Like We Do", and "I'm in You", which remain staples on classic-rock radio. He has also appeared as himself in television shows such as The Simpsons and Family Guy. Frampton is known for his work as a guitar player and particularly with a Talkbox and his tenor voice.
Frampton was born in Bromley, England. He attended Bromley Technical High School, at which his father, Owen Frampton, was a teacher and the head of the Art department. He first became interested in music when he was seven years old. Upon discovering his grandmother's banjolele (a banjo-shaped ukulele) in the attic, he taught himself to play, and later taught himself to play guitar and piano as well. At age eight he started taking classical music lessons.
wn.com/Peter_Frampton -
Peter Gabriel
Peter Brian Gabriel (born 13 February 1950) is an English singer, musician, and songwriter who rose to fame as the lead vocalist and flautist of the progressive rock group Genesis. After leaving Genesis, Gabriel went on to a successful solo career. His 1986 album, So, is his most commercially successful, and the album's biggest hit, "Sledgehammer", won a record nine MTV Awards at the 1987 MTV Video Music Awards, and the song is the most played music video in the history of the station.
More recently, Gabriel has focused on producing and promoting world music and pioneering digital distribution methods for music. He has also been involved in various humanitarian efforts. Gabriel has won numerous music awards throughout his career, including three Brit Awards—winning Best British Male in 1987, six Grammy Awards, thirteen MTV Video Music Awards, and in 2007 he was honoured as a BMI Icon at the 57th annual BMI London Awards for his “influence on generations of music makers.” Gabriel was also awarded the Polar Music Prize in 2009, and was inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame as a member of Genesis in 2010.
wn.com/Peter_Gabriel -
Peter Knobler
Peter Knobler (born 1946) is an American writer living in New York City. He has collaborated on several national best sellers and was the editor-in-chief of Crawdaddy magazine from 1972 to 1979.
Knobler specializes in collaboration, having written best-selling books with James Carville and Mary Matalin, Kareem Abdul-Jabbar, William Bratton, Texan Governor Ann Richards, Thomas "Hollywood" Henderson, Hakeem Olajuwon, and Sumner Redstone, among others. He is currently working with former New York City Mayor David Dinkins.
His magazine work has appeared in Sports Illustrated, More, Rolling Stone, and The New York Times sports and Op Ed pages.
Knobler has co-written songs with Chris Hillman, Steve Miller, Freedy Johnston, and the E Street Band's Garry Tallent. His songs have been recorded on Hillman's solo albums, and by McGuinn, Clark & Hillman and the Desert Rose Band. The title song of the Oak Ridge Boys' Step on Out album was a Hillman-Knobler composition.
Knobler received a 2008-2009 Sports Emmy Award nomination for his work on the program Baseball's Golden Age. He has written championship films for the National Basketball Association and the United States Tennis Association.
wn.com/Peter_Knobler -
Phil Collins
Philip David Charles "Phil" Collins, LVO (born 30 January 1951) is an English singer-songwriter, drummer, pianist and actor best known as a drummer and vocalist for British progressive rock group Genesis and as a solo artist.
Collins sang the lead vocals on several chart hits in the United Kingdom and the United States between 1975 and 2010, either as a solo artist or with Genesis. His singles, sometimes dealing with lost love, ranged from the drum-heavy "In the Air Tonight", dance pop of "Sussudio", piano-driven "Against All Odds", to the political statements of "Another Day in Paradise".
Collins's professional music career began as a drummer, originally in a band called The Real Thing with Andrea Bertorelli, who later became his first wife. Collins played drums and shared lead vocals (with Brian Chatton) in Flaming Youth which recorded one album, (Ark II). In 1970, he took over drums for Genesis, which had already recorded two albums. In Genesis, Collins originally supplied backing vocals for front man Peter Gabriel, singing lead on only two songs: "For Absent Friends" from 1971's Nursery Cryme album and "More Fool Me" from Selling England by the Pound, which was released in 1973. Following Gabriel's departure in 1975, Collins became the group's lead singer.
wn.com/Phil_Collins -
Pierre Boulez
Pierre Boulez (French pronunciation: [pjɛʁ bu.lɛːz]) (born 26 March 1925) is a French composer of contemporary classical music, a pianist, and a conductor.
Boulez was born in Montbrison, Loire, France. As a child he began piano lessons and demonstrated aptitude in both music and mathematics. He pursued the latter at Lyon before pursuing music at the Paris Conservatoire under Olivier Messiaen and the wife of Arthur Honegger, Andrée Vaurabourg.
Through Messiaen, Boulez discovered twelve-tone technique — which he would later study privately with René Leibowitz — and went on to write atonal music in a post-Webernian serial style. Boulez was initially part of a cadre of early supporters of Leibowitz, but due to an altercation with Leibowitz, their relations turned divisive, as Boulez spent much of his career promoting the music of Messiaen instead.
The first fruits of this were his cantatas Le visage nuptial and Le soleil des eaux for female voices and orchestra, both composed in the late 1940s and revised several times since, as well as the Second Piano Sonata of 1948, a well-received 32-minute work that Boulez composed at the age of 23. Thereafter, Boulez was influenced by Messiaen's research to extend twelve-tone technique beyond the realm of pitch organization, serialising durations, dynamics, mode of attack, and so on. This technique became known as integral serialism.
wn.com/Pierre_Boulez -
Plácido Domingo
Plácido Domingo (Spanish pronunciation: [ˈplaθiðo ðoˈmiŋɡo]; born 21 January 1941), born José Plácido Domingo Embil, is a Spanish tenor and conductor known for his versatile and strong voice, possessing a ringing and dramatic tone throughout its range. In March 2008, he debuted in his 128th opera role, and as of July 2011, his 136 roles give Domingo more roles than any other tenor.
One of The Three Tenors, he has also taken on conducting opera and concert performances, and he is the General Director of the Los Angeles Opera in California.
Plácido Domingo was born on January 21, 1941, in the distrito de Retiro section of Madrid, Spain, and in 1949 moved to Mexico with his family, who ran a zarzuela company. He studied piano at first privately and later at the National Conservatory of Music in Mexico City.
In 1957, Domingo made his first professional appearance, performing with his mother in a concert at Mérida, Yucatán. He made his opera debut performing in Manuel Fernández Caballero's zarzuela, Gigantes y cabezudos, singing a baritone role. At that time, he was working with his parents' zarzuela company, taking baritone roles and as an accompanist for other singers. Among his first performances was a minor role in the first Mexican production of My Fair Lady where he was also the assistant conductor and assistant coach. The company gave 185 performances, which included a production of Lehár's The Merry Widow in which he performed alternately as either Camille or Danilo.
wn.com/Plácido_Domingo -
Quincy Jones
Quincy Delight Jones, Jr. (born March 14, 1933) is an American record producer, conductor, arranger, film composer, television producer, and trumpeter. His career spans five decades in the entertainment industry and a record 79 Grammy Award nominations, 27 Grammys, including a Grammy Legend Award in 1991. He is particularly recognized as the producer of the album Thriller, by pop icon Michael Jackson, which has sold more than 110 million copies worldwide, and as the producer and conductor of the charity song “We Are the World”.
In 1968, Jones and his songwriting partner Bob Russell became the first African Americans to be nominated for an Academy Award for Best Original Song "The Eyes of Love" from the Universal Pictures film Banning. That same year, he became the first African American to be nominated twice within the same year when he was nominated for Best Original Score for his work on the music of the 1967 film In Cold Blood. In 1971, Jones would receive the honor of becoming the first African American to be named musical director/conductor of the Academy Awards ceremony. He was the first African American to win the Academy's Jean Hersholt Humanitarian Award, in 1995. He is tied with sound designer Willie D. Burton as the most Oscar-nominated African American, each of them having seven nominations. At the 2008 BET Awards, Quincy Jones was presented with the Humanitarian Award. He was played by Larenz Tate in the 2004 biopic about Ray Charles, Ray.
wn.com/Quincy_Jones -
Ravi Shankar
Ravi Shankar (Bengali: রবি শংকর; born Robindro Shaunkor Chowdhury on 7 April 1920), often referred to with the title Pandit, is an Indian musician and composer who plays the plucked string instrument sitar. He has been described as the most known contemporary Indian musician by Hans Neuhoff in Musik in Geschichte und Gegenwart.
Shankar was born in Varanasi and spent his youth touring Europe and India with the dance group of his brother Uday Shankar. He gave up dancing in 1938 to study sitar playing under court musician Allauddin Khan. After finishing his studies in 1944, Shankar worked as a composer, creating the music for the Apu Trilogy by Satyajit Ray, and was music director of All India Radio, New Delhi, from 1949 to 1956.
In 1956, he began to tour Europe and America playing Indian classical music and increased its popularity there in the 1960s through teaching, performance, and his association with violinist Yehudi Menuhin and George Harrison of The Beatles. Shankar engaged Western music by writing concerti for sitar and orchestra and toured the world in the 1970s and 1980s. From 1986 to 1992 he served as a nominated member of the upper chamber of the Parliament of India. Shankar was awarded India's highest civilian honor, the Bharat Ratna, in 1999, and received three Grammy Awards. He continues to perform in the 2000s, often with his daughter Anoushka.
wn.com/Ravi_Shankar -
Ray Charles
Ray Charles Robinson (September 23, 1930 – June 10, 2004), known by his shortened stage name Ray Charles, was an American musician. He was a pioneer in the genre of soul music during the 1950s by fusing rhythm and blues, gospel, and blues styles into his early recordings with Atlantic Records. He also helped racially integrate country and pop music during the 1960s with his crossover success on ABC Records, most notably with his Modern Sounds albums. While with ABC, Charles became one of the first African-American musicians to be given artistic control by a mainstream record company.Frank Sinatra called Charles “the only true genius in show business.”
The influences upon his music were mainly jazz, blues, rhythm and blues and country artists of the day such as Art Tatum, Nat King Cole, Louis Jordan, Charles Brown, Louis Armstrong. His playing reflected influences from country blues and barrelhouse, and stride piano styles.
Rolling Stone ranked Charles number ten on their list of "100 Greatest Artists of All Time" in 2004, and number two on their November 2008 list of "100 Greatest Singers of All Time". In honoring Charles, Billy Joel noted: "This may sound like sacrilege, but I think Ray Charles was more important than Elvis Presley. I don't know if Ray was the architect of rock & roll, but he was certainly the first guy to do a lot of things . . . Who the hell ever put so many styles together and made it work?"
wn.com/Ray_Charles -
Renée Fleming
Renée Fleming (born February 14, 1959) is an American soprano specializing in opera and lieder. Fleming has a full lyric soprano voice. Fleming has performed coloratura, lyric, and lighter spinto soprano repertoires. She has sung roles in Italian, German, French, Czech, and Russian, aside from her native English. She also speaks fluent German and French, along with limited Italian. Her signature roles include Countess Almaviva in Mozart's Le nozze di Figaro, Desdemona in Verdi's Otello, Violetta in Verdi's La traviata, the title role in Dvořák's Rusalka, the title role in Massenet's Manon, the title role in Massenet's Thaïs, the Marschallin in Richard Strauss's Der Rosenkavalier, and the title role in Arabella.
A Richard Tucker Award winner, she regularly performs in opera houses and concert halls worldwide. In 2008 she was awarded the Swedish Polar Music Prize for her services in music.
Conductor Sir Georg Solti said of Fleming, "In my long life, I have met maybe two sopranos with this quality of singing; the other was Renata Tebaldi."
wn.com/Renée_Fleming -
Ricky Gervais
Ricky Dene Gervais (/dʒərˈveɪz/; born 25 June 1961) is an English comedian, actor, director, producer, musician, writer, and former radio presenter.
Gervais achieved mainstream fame with his television series The Office and the subsequent series Extras, both of which he co-wrote and co-directed with frequent collaborator Stephen Merchant. In addition to writing and directing the shows, Gervais played the lead roles of David Brent in The Office and Andy Millman in Extras. Gervais has also starred in a number of Hollywood films, assuming leading roles in Ghost Town and The Invention of Lying. He has performed on four sell-out stand-up comedy tours, written the best-selling Flanimals book series and starred with Merchant and Karl Pilkington in the most downloaded podcast in the world as of March 2009,The Ricky Gervais Show.
He has won multiple awards and honours, including seven BAFTA Awards, five British Comedy Awards, two Emmy Awards, three Golden Globe Awards and the 2006 Rose d'Or, as well as a Screen Actors Guild Award nomination. In 2007 he was voted the 11th greatest stand-up comic on Channel 4's 100 Greatest Stand-Ups and again in the updated 2010 list as the 3rd greatest stand-up comic. In 2010 he was named on the TIME 100 list of the world's most influential people.
wn.com/Ricky_Gervais -
Rob Kirkpatrick
Rob Kirkpatrick is an American author and editor.
Rob Kirkpatrick was born and raised in upstate New York.
Kirkpatrick wrote 1969: The Year Everything Changed, published in 2009 for the 40th anniversary of that year. 1969 was featured in a two-page story by Craig Wilson (columnist) in USA Today. The book received positive reviews from Booklist, which called it "A riveting look at a pivotal year," and Library Journal, which said, "In this compelling account, Kirkpatrick treats the tumultuous events of 1969 with the skills of a journalist, a historian, a sociologist, and a sportswriter and manages to insert moments of lightness and triviality into his grand tour."
He is also the author of Magic in the Night: The Words and Music of Bruce Springsteen as well as Cecil Travis of the Washington Senators: The War-Torn Career of an All-Star Shortstop.
Kirkpatrick has appeared as a guest DJ on Sirius XM Radio's E Street Radio and as a commentator in the History (TV channel) documentary Sex in '69: The Sexual Revolution in America. He also writes about film, music, sports, and cultural issues for The Huffington Post.
wn.com/Rob_Kirkpatrick -
Robbie Robertson
Robbie Robertson, (born Jaime Royal Robertson, July 5, 1943)OC; is a Canadian singer-songwriter, and guitarist. He is best known for his membership as the guitarist and primary songwriter within The Band. He was ranked 59th in Rolling Stone magazine’s list of the 100 Greatest Guitarists of All Time.The Band has been inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame and the Canadian Music Hall of Fame. As a songwriter Robertson is responsible for such classics as "The Weight", "The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down", "Up On Cripple Creek", "Broken Arrow" and "Somewhere Down the Crazy River", and has been inducted into the Canadian Songwriters Hall of Fame.
Robertson was born in Toronto, Ontario, Canada to a Jewish father and a Mohawk mother. He had his earliest exposure to music at Six Nations of the Grand River First Nation, where he spent summers with his mother's family.
By 1958, Robertson was performing in various groups around Toronto, including Little Caesar and the Consuls, Robbie and the Robots, and Thumper and the Trambones. By 1959 he had met singer Ronnie Hawkins, who led a band called The Hawks. In 1960 Hawkins recorded two early Robertson songs, "Hey Boba Lu" and "Someone Like You" on his Mr. Dynamo LP. Robertson then took over lead guitar with The Hawks and toured often, before splitting from Hawkins in 1963. Robertson's skill on his instrument continued to increase, leading Howard Sounes to write, "By twenty-two, he was a guitar virtuoso."
wn.com/Robbie_Robertson -
Robbin Thompson
Robbin Thompson (born Boston, Massachusetts, 1949) is an American singer-songwriter based in Richmond, Virginia. Since 1976 he has recorded several albums which have featured guest appearances by, among others, Melissa Manchester, Steve Cropper, Waddy Wachtel, Bruce Hornsby and Ellen McIlwaine. He was also a member of an early Bruce Springsteen band, Steel Mill, and has co-written songs with Timothy B. Schmit, Phil Vassar and Butch Taylor and Carter Beauford of the Dave Matthews Band. He has twice won the American Song Festival and in 1980 had a minor national hit with "Brite Eyes". He has also written songs which have featured on the soundtracks of Gleaming the Cube and The Fighting Temptations. His song, "Sweet Virginia Breeze", together with "Oh Shenandoah", has also been nominated to replace "Carry Me Back to Old Virginny" as the State song of Virginia.
Thompson was born near Boston, Massachusetts, however from aged seven he lived in Melbourne, Florida where he graduated from Melbourne High School. Between 1963 and 1967 he was the lead singer and songwriter with several Florida-based bands including The Hanging Five, The Five Gents and The Tasmanians. The latter band even released a couple of singles in 1966. In 1968 he formed Transcontinental Mercy Flight before moving to Richmond, Virginia, initially to attend Virginia Commonwealth University. While at VCU he formed Mercy Flight in early 1969.
wn.com/Robbin_Thompson -
Robert De Niro
Robert De Niro (pronounced /dəˈnɪəroʊ/; born August 17, 1943) is an American actor, director and producer. His first major film roles were in Bang the Drum Slowly and Mean Streets, both in 1973. In 1974, he played the young Vito Corleone in The Godfather Part II, a role that won him the Academy Award for Best Supporting Actor.
His critically acclaimed, longtime collaborations with Martin Scorsese began with 1973's Mean Streets, and earned De Niro an Academy Award for Best Actor for his portrayal of Jake LaMotta in the 1980 film Raging Bull. He was also nominated for an Academy Award for his roles in Scorsese's Taxi Driver (1976) and Cape Fear (1991). In addition, he received nominations for his acting in Michael Cimino's The Deer Hunter (1978) and Penny Marshall's Awakenings (1990). Also in 1990, his portrayal as Jimmy Conway in Martin Scorsese's Goodfellas earned him a BAFTA nomination.
He has earned four nominations for the Golden Globe Award for Best Actor – Motion Picture Musical or Comedy: New York, New York (1977), Midnight Run (1988), Analyze This (1999) and Meet the Parents (2000). De Niro directed A Bronx Tale (1993) and The Good Shepherd (2006). He has received accolades for his esteemed career, including the AFI Life Achievement Award and the Golden Globe Cecil B. DeMille Award.
wn.com/Robert_De_Niro -
Robert Moog
Robert Arthur "Bob" Moog (/ˈmoʊɡ/ MOHG; May 23, 1934 – August 21, 2005), founder of Moog Music, was an American pioneer of electronic music, best known as the inventor of the Moog synthesizer.
Bob Moog's innovative electronic design is employed in numerous synthesizers including the Minimoog Model D, Minimoog Voyager, Little Phatty, Moog Taurus Bass Pedals, Moog Minitaur, and the Moogerfooger line of effects pedals.
A native of New York City, Moog attended the Bronx High School of Science in New York, graduating in 1952. Moog earned a bachelor's degree in physics from Queens College, New York in 1957, another in electrical engineering from Columbia University, and a Ph.D. in engineering physics from Cornell University. Moog's awards include honorary doctorates from Polytechnic Institute of New York University (New York City) and Lycoming College (Williamsport, Pennsylvania).
During his lifetime, Moog founded two companies for manufacturing electronic musical instruments. He also worked as a consultant and vice president for new product research at Kurzweil Music Systems from 1984 to 1988, helping to develop the Kurzweil K2000. He spent the early 1990s as a research professor of music at the University of North Carolina at Asheville.
wn.com/Robert_Moog -
Robert Redford
Charles Robert Redford, Jr. (born August 18, 1936), better known as Robert Redford, is an American actor, film director, producer, businessman, environmentalist, philanthropist, and founder of the Sundance Film Festival. He has received two Oscars: one in 1981 for directing Ordinary People, and one for Lifetime Achievement in 2002. In 2010 he was awarded French Knighthood in the Legion d'Honneur. At the height of his fame in the 1970s and 1980s, he was often described as one of the world's most attractive men and remains one of the most popular movie stars. His popular films include Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid (1969), Downhill Racer (1969), Jeremiah Johnson (1972), The Candidate (1972), The Sting (1973), The Way We Were (1973), The Great Gatsby (1974), Three Days of the Condor (1975), The Great Waldo Pepper (1975), All the President's Men (1976), A Bridge Too Far (1977), The Natural (1984), Out of Africa (1985), Sneakers (1992), Indecent Proposal (1993),The Last Castle and Spy Game (2001). As a filmmaker, his notable films include Ordinary People (1980), The Milagro Beanfield War (1988), A River Runs Through It (1992), Quiz Show (1994), The Horse Whisperer (1998) and The Legend of Bagger Vance (2000).
wn.com/Robert_Redford -
Roger Daltrey
Roger Harry Daltrey, CBE (born 1 March 1944), is an English singer, musician, songwriter and actor, best known as the founder and lead singer of English rock band The Who. He has maintained a musical career as a solo artist and has also worked in the film industry, acting in a large number of films, theatre and television roles and also producing films. In 2008 he was ranked number 61 on Rolling Stone magazine's list of the 100 greatest singers of all time.
Roger Harry Daltrey was born in the Hammersmith area of London, but was brought up in Acton, the same working class suburban district that produced fellow Who members Pete Townshend and John Entwistle. He was one of three children born to parents Irene and Harry Daltrey, and grew up with two sisters, Gillian and Carol. Harry Daltrey worked for a water closet manufacturer, and Irene Daltrey was told she would be unable to have children because of losing a kidney in 1937. Nevertheless, she went into labour during a World War II air raid and gave birth to her son at the nearby Hammersmith Hospital, West London. At the age of three, the young Roger swallowed a rusty nail which had to be surgically removed, leaving a visible scar. At the age of five, the rust from the nail caused an ulcer in his stomach which required him to be hospitalised.
wn.com/Roger_Daltrey -
Ronnie Spector
Ronnie Spector (born Veronica Yvette Bennett, August 10, 1943) is an American rock and roll and popular music vocalist, and was the lead singer of the 1960s hit-making girl group, The Ronettes, who were inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame in 2007. She is known as the "original bad girl of rock and roll."
She was born Veronica Yvette Bennett in New York City on August 10, 1943. From an early age, Ronnie took to singing, encouraged by her large, close family. The other members of the Ronettes, her sister, Estelle Bennett (1941–2009), and cousin, Nedra Talley, were also encouraged to sing by their family. The Ronettes were a multiracial group. The Bennetts' mother was African-American and Cherokee, and their father was Irish; their cousin, Nedra Talley, is African-American and Puerto Rican.
Bennett was married to Phil Spector from 1968 to 1974, and took his name professionally; they adopted three children, including a set of twins, whom Phil adopted as a single parent after Ronnie and the youngest child left.
wn.com/Ronnie_Spector -
Roy Bittan
Roy J. Bittan (born July 2, 1949) is an American keyboardist, best known as a member of Bruce Springsteen's E Street Band, which he joined on August 23, 1974. Bittan, nicknamed The Professor, plays the piano, organ, accordion and synthesizers.
Aside from his membership in Bruce Springsteen's band, Bittan has played on several dozen albums as a session musician primarily for notable singer-songwriters, and rock and pop artists. Some of the prominent musicians with whom he has recorded include Jon Bon Jovi, David Bowie, Jackson Browne, Tracy Chapman, Chicago, Catie Curtis, Dire Straits, Peter Gabriel, Ian Hunter, Meat Loaf, Stevie Nicks, Bob Seger, Celine Dion, Patty Smyth, Jim Steinman, and Bonnie Tyler.[citation needed]
Bittan was born in Belle Harbor, Queens, New York City. He is a long-time member of Bruce Springsteen's E Street Band, and has performed on the majority of Springsteen's albums, beginning with Born to Run in 1975. In Springsteen's band introductions, Bittan's "Professor" moniker was given, (albeit falsely) to his being the only group member with a high school diploma. Bittan provided background vocals for most of the songs on Born to Run, along with Steven Van Zandt. His voice is also featured slightly on the vocal weaving in "Out in the Street". However, from the Born in the U.S.A. Tour on, his voice was no longer used. When Springsteen decided to break his connection with the E Street Band in 1989, Roy Bittan was the one member he retained, both in studio and on the "Other Band" Tour.
wn.com/Roy_Bittan -
Ruby Dee
Ruby Dee (born October 27, 1924) is an American actress, poet, playwright, screenwriter, journalist, and activist. She is perhaps best known for co-starring in the film A Raisin in the Sun (1961) and the film American Gangster (2007) for which she was nominated for an Academy Award for Best Supporting Actress. She has won a Grammy, Emmy, Obie, Drama Desk, Screen Actors Guild Award, Screen Actors Guild Lifetime Achievement Award, and is a recipient of the National Medal of Arts and the Kennedy Center Honors, among scores of others awards.
Dee was born Ruby Ann Wallace in Cleveland, Ohio, the daughter of Gladys Hightower and Marshall Edward Nathaniel Wallace, a cook, waiter, and porter. After her mother left the family, Dee's father married Emma Amelia Benson, a schoolteacher. Dee grew up in Harlem, New York. She attended Hunter College High School and went on to graduate from Hunter College with degrees in French and Spanish in 1944. Dee is a member of Delta Sigma Theta Sorority, Inc.
Dee made several appearances on Broadway before receiving national recognition for her role in the 1950 film The Jackie Robinson Story. Her career in acting has crossed all major forms of media over a span of eight decades, including the films A Raisin in the Sun, in which she recreated her stage role as a suffering housewife in the projects, and Edge of the City. She played both roles opposite Sidney Poitier. During the 1960s, Dee appeared in such politically charged films as Gone Are the Days and The Incident, which is recognized as helping pave the way for young African-American actors and filmmakers.
wn.com/Ruby_Dee -
Ryan Bingham
Ryan Bingham (born March 31, 1981) is an Americana singer-songwriter currently based in Los Angeles, California.
After garnering critical acclaim for his first two studio releases on Lost Highway Records, 2007's Mescalito and 2009's Roadhouse Sun, Ryan Bingham went on to collaborate with Grammy-winning producer T Bone Burnett on the soundtrack for the 2009 acclaimed film Crazy Heart, including notably co-penning & performing the film’s award-winning theme song "The Weary Kind". The title track earned Bingham an Academy Award, Golden Globe Award, and Critics' Choice Award for “Best Song” in 2010, as well as a Grammy Award for "Best Song Written for a Motion Picture, Television or Other Visual Media" in 2011. As a result of his monumental year, the Americana Music Association honored Bingham with the organization's top award in 2010: “Artist of the Year”.
Ryan Bingham joined back up with his band The Dead Horses to release their third studio album Junky Star on August 31, 2010. The album debuted in the Top 20 on the Billboard 200 Chart & in the Top 10 on the Billboard Rock Album Chart, making Junky Star Bingham’s highest charting & most successful release to date.
wn.com/Ryan_Bingham -
Sean Penn
Sean Justin Penn (born August 17, 1960) is an American actor, screenwriter and film director, also known for his left-wing political and social activism (including humanitarian work). He is a two-time Academy Award winner for his roles in Mystic River (2003) and Milk (2008), as well as the recipient of a Golden Globe Award for the former and a Screen Actors Guild Award for the latter.
Penn began his acting career in television with a brief appearance in a 1974 episode of Little House on the Prairie, directed by his father Leo Penn. Following his film debut in 1981's Taps and a diverse range of film roles in the 1980s, Penn emerged as a prominent leading actor with the 1995 drama film Dead Man Walking, for which he earned his first Academy Award nomination and the Best Actor Award at the Berlin Film Festival. Penn received another two Oscar nominations for Sweet and Lowdown (1999) and I Am Sam (2001), before winning his first Academy Award for Best Actor in 2003 for Mystic River and a second one in 2008 for Milk. He has also won a Best Actor Award of the Cannes Film Festival for She's So Lovely (1997), and two Best Actor Awards at the Venice Film Festival for Hurlyburly (1998) and 21 Grams (2003).
wn.com/Sean_Penn -
Shawn Colvin
Shawn Colvin (b. January 10, 1956) is an American singer-songwriter and musician.
Colvin was born in Vermillion, South Dakota and spent her youth in London, Ontario and Carbondale, Illinois. She learned to play guitar at the age of 10 and grew listening to her father's collection of music, which included artists such as Peter Seeger and the Kingston Trio.
Colvin moved to Austin, Texas and joined a Western swing band called the Dixie Diesels. She then entered the the folk circuit in Illinois and San Francisco, California before forming the Shawn Colvin Band. She "strained her voice" singing rock songs took a sabbatical from singing at the age of 24.
Colvin later moved to New York City and with a renewed voice became involved in the Fast Folk cooperative of Greenwich Village. Over time she became progressively more popular on the new folk circuit and while appearing in the off-Broadway shows, Diamond Studs, Pump Boys and Dinettes, and Lie of the Mind. She was featured in Fast Folk magazine, and in 1987 sang backup vocals on the song Luka by Suzanne Vega.
wn.com/Shawn_Colvin -
Smokey Robinson
William "Smokey" Robinson, Jr. (born February 19, 1940) is an American R&B singer-songwriter, record producer, and former record executive. Robinson is most notable for being the founder and front man of the popular Motown vocal group, The Miracles, for which he also served as the group's chief songwriter and producer. Robinson led the group from its 1955 origins as The Five Chimes until 1972 when he announced a retirement from the stage to focus on his role as Motown's vice president.
However, Robinson returned to the music industry as a solo artist the following year, later having solo hits such as "Baby That's Backatcha", "Quiet Storm", "The Agony and the Ecstasy", "Cruisin'", "Being With You" and "Just to See Her". Following the sale of Motown Records in 1988, Robinson left Motown in 1990. He was inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame in 1987.
Robinson was born in Detroit and raised in the city's North End section. At one point, he and Diana Ross were next-door neighbors; he said he has known Ross since she was eight. Robinson later told reporters when he was a child, his uncle christened him "Smokey Joe", which Robinson assumed was a "cowboy name for me" until he was later told that smokey was a pejorative term for dark-skinned Blacks. Robinson, who is mainly of African American descent and is light-skinned, remembers his uncle saying to him, "I'm doing this so you won't ever forget that you're black." Robinson grew up as a fan of Western films.
wn.com/Smokey_Robinson -
Sofia Gubaidulina
Sofia Asgatovna Gubaidulina, (Russian: Софи́я Асгатовна Губайду́лина, Tatar Cyrillic: София Әсгать кызы Гобәйдуллина, Latin: Sofia Äsğät qızı Ğöbäydullina) (born October 24, 1931) is a Russian composer of half Russian, half Tatar ethnicity.
Gubaidulina's music is marked by the use of unusual instrumental combinations. In Erwartung combines percussion (bongos, güiros, temple blocks, cymbals and tam-tams among others), bayan and saxophone quartet.
Gubaidulina was born in Chistopol, in the Tatar ASSR. She studied composition and piano at the Kazan Conservatory, graduating in 1954. In Moscow she undertook further studies at the Conservatory with Nikolay Peyko until 1959, and then with Shebalin until 1963. She was awarded with Stalin-fellowship. Her music was deemed "irresponsible" during her studies in Soviet Russia, due to its exploration of alternative tunings. She was supported, however, by Dmitri Shostakovich, who in evaluating her final examination encouraged her to continue down her "mistaken path". However, she was allowed to express her modernism in various scores she composed for documentary films, including the 1968 production, On Submarine Scooters, a 70mm film shot in the unique Kinopanorama widescreen format.
wn.com/Sofia_Gubaidulina -
Sonny Rollins
Theodore Walter "Sonny" Rollins (born September 7, 1930 in New York City) is an American jazz tenor saxophonist. Rollins is widely recognized as one of the most important and influential jazz musicians. A number of his compositions, including "St. Thomas", "Oleo", "Doxy", and "Airegin", have become jazz standards.
Although Rollins was born in New York City, his parents were born in the United States Virgin Islands. Rollins received his first saxophone at age 13. He attended Benjamin Franklin High School in East Harlem. He said that a concert by Frank Sinatra there, accompanied by a plea for racial harmony, changed his life.
Rollins started as a pianist, changed to alto saxophone, and finally switched to tenor in 1946. During his high-school years, he played in a band with other future jazz legends Jackie McLean, Kenny Drew and Art Taylor. He was first recorded in 1949 with Babs Gonzales ( J. J. Johnson was the arranger of the group). In his recordings through 1954, he played with performers such as Miles Davis, Charlie Parker and Thelonious Monk.
wn.com/Sonny_Rollins -
Soozie Tyrell
Soozie Tyrell, (born May 4, 1957), formerly known as Soozie Kirschner, is an American violinist and vocalist, most known for her work with Bruce Springsteen in the E Street Band.
Tyrell was born in Pisa, Italy and as the daughter of a military serviceman travelled extensively. Eventually her family settled in Florida and she briefly took music theory classes at the University of South Florida. She then relocated to New York City where she became a street musician for many years. Together with Patti Scialfa and Lisa Lowell, she formed a street group known as Trickster.
Tyrell began appearing on records with Southside Johnny & The Asbury Jukes' Love is a Sacrifice in 1980. She then led her own country and western band, Soozie & High in the Saddle. Beginning in mid-1980s Tyrell worked with David Johansen and his Buster Poindexter alter-ego for fifteen years, appearing on six albums and a number of tours as well as collaborating on the musical Poet's Café. Tyrell, Scialfa and Lowell performed on David Johansen's stage named eponymous first Buster Poindexter album released in 1987 on RCA Records featuring the popular dance hall single, "Hot-Hot-Hot"; their friendship and mutual recording industry projects continue to the present.
wn.com/Soozie_Tyrell -
Stephen Merchant
Stephen James Merchant (born 24 November 1974) is an English writer, director, radio presenter, comedian, and actor. He is best known for his collaborations with Ricky Gervais, as the co-writer and co-director of the popular British sitcom The Office, as the co-writer, co-director and a co-star of Extras, and as the co-host of The Ricky Gervais Show in its radio, podcast, audiobook and television-show forms. The Ricky Gervais Show in radio form has won a bronze Sony Award.
Merchant appeared in the BBC TV series Life's Too Short in which he co-wrote and co-directs. He also voiced the character Wheatley in the popular 2011 video game Portal 2, co-developed Sky TV travel series An Idiot Abroad, and performs as a stand-up comedian. He has won three BAFTA Awards, four British Comedy Awards, and an Emmy.
Merchant was born in Bristol, England, the son of Jane Elaine (née Hibbs), a nursery nurse, and Ronald John Merchant, an insurance representative. He attended Hanham High School. As he has described in Xfm London shows and podcasts, Merchant was a very shy child, tending to focus more on school work as opposed to sport. His school yearbook predicted that he would enjoy success.
wn.com/Stephen_Merchant -
Steve Martin
Stephen Glenn "Steve" Martin (born August 14, 1945) is an American actor, comedian, author, playwright, producer, musician and composer. Martin came to public notice as a writer for the Smothers Brothers Comedy Hour, and later became a frequent guest on The Tonight Show. In the 1970s, Martin performed his offbeat, absurdist comedy routines before packed houses on national tours. In 2004, Comedy Central ranked Martin at sixth place in a list of the 100 greatest stand-up comics.
Since the 1980s, having branched away from stand-up comedy, Martin has become a successful actor in both comedic and dramatic roles, as well as an author, playwright, pianist, and banjo player, eventually earning Emmy, Grammy, and American Comedy awards, among other honors.
wn.com/Steve_Martin -
Steve Reich
Stephen Michael "Steve" Reich ( /ˈraɪʃ/; born October 3, 1936) is an American composer who is one of the pioneering composers of minimal music along with La Monte Young, Terry Riley, and Philip Glass.
His innovations include using tape loops to create phasing patterns (examples are his early compositions, "It's Gonna Rain" and "Come Out"), and the use of simple, audible processes to explore musical concepts (for instance, "Pendulum Music" and "Four Organs"). These compositions, marked by their use of repetitive figures, slow harmonic rhythm and canons, have significantly influenced contemporary music, especially in the US. Reich's work took on a darker character in the 1980s with the introduction of historical themes as well as themes from his Jewish heritage, notably the Grammy Award-winning Different Trains.
Reich's style of composition influenced many other composers and musical groups. Reich has been described, in The Guardian by music critic Andrew Clements, as one of "a handful of living composers who can legitimately claim to have altered the direction of musical history", and the critic Kyle Gann has said Reich "may...be considered, by general acclamation, America's greatest living composer."
wn.com/Steve_Reich -
Steven Spielberg
Steven Allan Spielberg (born December 18, 1946) is an American film director, screenwriter, producer, video game designer, and studio entrepreneur. In a career of more than four decades, Spielberg's films have covered many themes and genres. Spielberg's early science-fiction and adventure films were seen as archetypes of modern Hollywood blockbuster filmmaking. In later years, his films began addressing such issues as the Holocaust, slavery, war and terrorism. He is considered one of the most popular and influential filmmakers in the history of cinema. He is also one of the co-founders of DreamWorks movie studio.
Spielberg won the Academy Award for Best Director for Schindler's List (1993) and Saving Private Ryan (1998). Three of Spielberg's films—Jaws (1975), E.T. the Extra-Terrestrial (1982), and Jurassic Park (1993)—achieved box office records, each becoming the highest-grossing film made at the time. To date, the unadjusted gross of all Spielberg-directed films exceeds $8.5 billion worldwide. Forbes puts Spielberg's wealth at $3.0 billion.
wn.com/Steven_Spielberg -
Steven Van Zandt
Steven Van Zandt (born November 22, 1950) is an American musician, songwriter, arranger, record producer, actor, and radio disc jockey, who frequently goes by the stage names Little Steven or Miami Steve. He is best known as a member of Bruce Springsteen's E Street Band, in which he plays guitar and mandolin, and as an actor in the television drama The Sopranos (1999–2007), in which he played the character Silvio Dante. Van Zandt also had his own solo band called "Little Steven and The Disciples of Soul" in the 1980s.
Van Zandt was born as Steven Lento in Winthrop, Massachusetts, of Italian descent. His mother, Mary Lento, remarried when he was young and Steven took the last name of his stepfather, William Van Zandt. The family moved from Massachusetts to Middletown Township, New Jersey when he was seven.
Actor/playwright/producer Billy Van Zandt is Steven's half brother.
Van Zandt grew up in the Jersey Shore music scene, and was an early friend and pre-E Street bandmate of Springsteen. In the early seventies, he was a journeyman guitarist (working as a sideman for The Dovells) as well as a founding member of Southside Johnny and the Asbury Jukes and several of Bruce Springsteen's early bands.
wn.com/Steven_Van_Zandt -
Stevie Wonder
Stevland Hardaway Morris (born May 13, 1950 as Stevland Hardaway Judkins), known by his stage name Stevie Wonder, is an American singer, songwriter, and multi-instrumentalist, a child prodigy who developed into one of the most creative musical figures of the late 20th century. Blind since shortly after birth, Wonder signed with Motown's Tamla label at the age of eleven, and continues to perform and record for Motown to this day.
Among Wonder's best known works are singles such as "Superstition", "Sir Duke", "I Wish" and "I Just Called to Say I Love You". Well known albums also include Talking Book, Innervisions and Songs in the Key of Life. He has recorded more than thirty U.S. top ten hits and received twenty-two Grammy Awards, the most ever awarded to a male solo artist. Wonder is also noted for his work as an activist for political causes, including his 1980 campaign to make Martin Luther King, Jr.'s birthday a holiday in the United States. In 2009, Wonder was named a United Nations Messenger of Peace. In 2008, Billboard magazine released a list of the Hot 100 All-Time Top Artists to celebrate the US singles chart's fiftieth anniversary, with Wonder at number five.
wn.com/Stevie_Wonder -
Suki Lahav
Tzruya (or Tsruya) "Suki" Lahav (Hebrew: צרויה להב, born 1951) is an Israeli violinist, vocalist, actress, lyricist, screenwriter, and novelist. Lahav was a member of Bruce Springsteen's E Street Band from September 1974 to March 1975, then returned to Israel and found success there.
Tzruya Lahav was born and raised in Kibbutz Ayelet HaShahar in the Upper Galilee in Israel, where she played kibbutz harvest music as well as classical music, growing up.
Following her service in the Israeli military, she arrived in the United States in 1971 with her husband Louis Lahav, a recording engineer who in 1972 began working with Springsteen, who in turn was looking for a violinist. On record with Springsteen, most of Suki Lahav's parts did not make it to released form, but she sang the choir-like vocals on "4th of July, Asbury Park (Sandy)" from the album The Wild, The Innocent and The E Street Shuffle and played violin on the epic "Jungleland" from the Born to Run album. In concert, Lahav's violin and vocals — as well as her willowy pale presence in flowing white dresses — were a focal point of slow songs during Springsteen's shows of this time, such as in the rendition of "Incident on 57th Street", performed February 5, 1975, at the Main Point in Bryn Mawr, Pennsylvania.
wn.com/Suki_Lahav -
Suzanne Farrell
Suzanne Farrell (born August 16, 1945) is an eminent 20th century ballerina (often referred to as the greatest American lyric ballerina) and the founder of the Suzanne Farrell Ballet at the Kennedy Center in Washington, D.C.
She was born as Roberta Sue Ficker in Cincinnati, and received her early training at the Cincinnati Conservatory of Music. In 1960 she was selected to study at George Balanchine's School of American Ballet with a Ford Foundation scholarship; she started there in 1960, and joined the New York City Ballet (NYCB) in 1961.
Initially part of the corps de ballet at NYCB, Farrell soon moved on to dancing featured roles. The first ballet choreographed for her was Passage, now Arcade, by John Taras in 1963. Balanchine first paired her with Jacques d' Amboise to choreograph his Meditation, which debuted in Winter 1963. One of her most notable roles was Dulcinea in Balanchine's Don Quixote, which premiered in May 1965. Balanchine performed in the of Don Quixote on opening night. She re-scaled many ballets and expanded them to a new level of technique. In 1965 she was promoted to principal dancer. Her first role in her new title was Agon with Arthur Mitchell at the Paris Opera. George Balanchine quickly fell in love with his "alabaster princess", and created many roles for her. Farrell described learning choreography from Balanchine as a collaborative process, saying, "When Mr. B was working on a ballet, something would just spill out of his body; he could rarely duplicate it, so I tried to see precisely what he wanted the first time." In 1965 he created Don Quixote, thought to be a valentine to his newest "muse." In 1968 he cast her as the lead in the "Diamonds" section of his three-act plotless ballet "Jewels".
wn.com/Suzanne_Farrell -
Sylvester Stallone
Michael Sylvester Gardenzio Stallone (/stəˈloʊn/; born July 6, 1946), commonly known as Sylvester Stallone, and nicknamed Sly Stallone, is an American actor, filmmaker, screenwriter, film director and occasional painter. Stallone is known for his machismo and Hollywood action roles. Two of the notable characters he has portrayed are boxer Rocky Balboa and soldier John Rambo. The Rocky and Rambo franchises, along with several other films, strengthened his reputation as an actor and his box office earnings.
Stallone's film Rocky was inducted into the National Film Registry as well as having its film props placed in the Smithsonian Museum. Stallone's use of the front entrance to the Philadelphia Museum of Art in the Rocky series led the area to be nicknamed the Rocky Steps. Philadelphia has a statue of his Rocky character placed permanently near the museum, on the right side before the steps. It was announced on December 7, 2010 that Stallone was voted into boxing's Hall of Fame.
Sylvester Stallone was born Michael Sylvester Gardenzio Stallone in New York City, the elder son of Frank Stallone, Sr., a hairdresser, and Jackie Stallone (born Jacqueline Labofish), an astrologer, former dancer, and promoter of women's wrestling. His younger brother is actor and musician Frank Stallone. Stallone's father was born in Gioia del Colle, Apulia, Italy, and emigrated to the United States as a child. Stallone's mother is of half Russian Jewish and half French descent.
wn.com/Sylvester_Stallone -
The Edge
David Howell Evans (born 8 August 1961), more widely known by his stage name The Edge (or just Edge), is a musician best known as the guitarist, backing vocalist, and keyboardist of the Irish rock band U2. A member of the group since its inception, he has recorded 12 studio albums with the band and has released one solo record. As a guitarist, The Edge has crafted a minimalistic and textural style of playing. His use of a rhythmic delay effect yields a distinctive ambient, chiming sound that has become a signature of U2's music.
The Edge was born in England to a Welsh family, but was raised in Ireland after moving there as an infant. In 1976, at Mount Temple Comprehensive School, he formed U2 with his fellow students and his older brother Dik. Inspired by the ethos of punk rock and its basic arrangements, the group began to write its own material. They eventually became one of the most popular acts in popular music, with successful albums such as 1987's The Joshua Tree and 1991's Achtung Baby. Over the years, The Edge has experimented with various guitar effects and introduced influences from several genres of music into his own style, including American roots music, industrial music, and alternative rock. With U2, The Edge has also played keyboards, co-produced their 1993 record Zooropa, and occasionally contributed lyrics. The Edge met his second and current wife, Morleigh Steinberg, through her collaborations with the band.
wn.com/The_Edge -
Tim Rice
Sir Timothy Miles Bindon "Tim" Rice (born 10 November 1944) is a British lyricist and author. An Academy Award, Golden Globe Award, Tony Award and Grammy Award-winning lyricist, Rice is best known for his collaborations with Andrew Lloyd Webber, with whom he wrote Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat, Jesus Christ Superstar, Evita, and additional songs for the 2011 West End revival of The Wizard of Oz, and for his work for Walt Disney Studios with Alan Menken (Aladdin, Beauty and the Beast, King David), Elton John (The Lion King, Aida) and Ennio Morricone.
Rice was born at Shardeloes, an historic English country house near Amersham, Buckinghamshire, United Kingdom that was requisitioned as a maternity hospital during World War II. His father, Hugh Gordon Rice, served with the Eighth Army and reached the rank of major during World War II, whilst his mother, Joan Odette (née Bawden), served in the Women's Auxiliary Air Force (WAAF) as a photographic interpreter. After the war, they worked for the de Havilland aircraft company.
wn.com/Tim_Rice -
Tim Russert
Timothy John "Tim" Russert (May 7, 1950 – June 13, 2008) was an American television journalist and lawyer who appeared for more than 16 years as the longest-serving moderator of NBC's Meet the Press. He was a senior vice president at NBC News, Washington bureau chief and also hosted an eponymous CNBC/MSNBC weekend interview program. He was a frequent correspondent and guest on NBC's The Today Show and Hardball. Russert covered several presidential elections, and he presented the NBC News/Wall Street Journal survey on the NBC Nightly News during the 2008 U.S. presidential election. Time magazine included Russert in its list of the 100 most influential people in the world in 2008. Russert was posthumously revealed as a 30-year source for syndicated columnist Robert Novak.
Russert was born in Buffalo, New York to Irish American Catholic parents Elizabeth (Betty), a homemaker, and Timothy Joseph "Big Russ" Russert (November 29, 1923 – September 24, 2009), a sanitation worker. Elizabeth and Joseph were married for 30 years before separating in 1976. He was the second of four children; his sisters are Betty Ann (B.A.), Kathleen (Kathy) and Patricia (Trish). He received a Jesuit education from Canisius High School in Buffalo.
wn.com/Tim_Russert -
Tina Turner
Tina Turner (born Anna Mae Bullock; November 26, 1939) is an American singer and actress whose career has spanned more than 50 years. She has won numerous awards. Turner started out her music career with husband Ike Turner as a member of the Ike & Tina Turner Revue. Success followed with a string of hits including "River Deep, Mountain High" and the 1971 hit "Proud Mary". With the publication of her autobiography I, Tina (1986), Turner revealed severe instances of spousal abuse against her by Ike Turner prior to their 1976 split and subsequent 1978 divorce. After virtually disappearing from the music scene for several years following her divorce from Ike Turner, she rebuilt her career, launching a string of hits beginning in 1983 with the single "Let's Stay Together" and the 1984 release of her fifth solo album Private Dancer.
Her musical career led to film roles, beginning with a prominent role as The Acid Queen in the 1975 film Tommy, and an appearance in Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band. She starred opposite Mel Gibson as Aunty Entity in Mad Max Beyond Thunderdome for which she received the NAACP Image Award for Outstanding Actress in a Motion Picture, and her version of the film's theme, "We Don't Need Another Hero", was a hit single. She appeared in the 1993 film Last Action Hero.
wn.com/Tina_Turner -
Tom Petty
Thomas Earl "Tom" Petty (born October 20, 1950) is an American singer-songwriter and multi-instrumentalist. He is the frontman of Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers and was a founding member of the late 1980s supergroup Traveling Wilburys and Mudcrutch. He has also performed under the pseudonyms of Charlie T. Wilbury, Jr. and Muddy Wilbury.
He has recorded a number of hit singles with the Heartbreakers and as a solo artist, many of which remain heavily played on adult contemporary and classic rock radio. His music, and notably his hits, have become popular among younger generations as he continues to host sold-out shows. Throughout his career, Petty and his collaborators have sold 60 million albums.
Tom Petty was born and raised in Gainesville, Florida, and attended Gainesville High School. His interest in rock and roll music began at age 10 when he met Elvis Presley. In the summer of 1961, his uncle was working on the set of Presley's film Follow That Dream in nearby Ocala, Florida and invited Petty to come down and watch the shoot. He instantly became an Elvis Presley fan and soon traded his Wham-O slingshot for a box of Elvis 45s. In a 2006 interview on the National Public Radio program Fresh Air, Petty said that he knew he wanted to be in a band the moment he saw The Beatles on The Ed Sullivan Show. One of his first guitar teachers was Don Felder, a fellow Gainesville resident, who would later join the Eagles. As a young man, Petty worked briefly on the grounds crew for the University of Florida, but never attended as a student. An Ogeechee lime tree that he planted while employed at the University is now called the Tom Petty tree.
wn.com/Tom_Petty -
Tom Waits
Thomas Alan "Tom" Waits (born December 7, 1949) is an American singer-songwriter, composer, and actor. Waits has a distinctive voice, described by critic Daniel Durchholz as sounding "like it was soaked in a vat of bourbon, left hanging in the smokehouse for a few months, and then taken outside and run over with a car." With this trademark growl, his incorporation of pre-rock music styles such as blues, jazz, and vaudeville, and experimental tendencies verging on industrial music, Waits has built up a distinctive musical persona. He has worked as a composer for movies and musical plays and has acted in supporting roles in films including Paradise Alley and Bram Stoker's Dracula; he also starred in the 1986 film Down by Law. He was nominated for an Academy Award for his soundtrack work on One from the Heart.
Lyrically, Waits' songs frequently present atmospheric portrayals of grotesque, often seedy characters and places—although he has also shown a penchant for more conventional ballads. He has a cult following and has influenced subsequent songwriters despite having little radio or music video support. His songs are best-known through cover versions by more commercial artists: "Jersey Girl", performed by Bruce Springsteen, "Ol' '55", performed by the Eagles, and "Downtown Train", performed by Rod Stewart. Although Waits' albums have met with mixed commercial success in his native United States, they have occasionally achieved gold album sales status in other countries. He has been nominated for a number of major music awards and has won Grammy Awards for two albums, Bone Machine and Mule Variations. In 2011, Waits was inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame.
wn.com/Tom_Waits -
Tommy Sims
Tommy Sims is a bassist, songwriter, record producer and bandleader.
From 1987 to 1989 he was the bassist of the popular Christian rock band White Heart which he left to become a studio musician and producer. During 1992-1993, he played bass on the Bruce Springsteen and the "Other Band" Tour. He is also a songwriter, who wrote Eric Clapton's "Change the World" which won the Grammy Award for Song of the Year in 1997. Other songs of his have been recorded by Bonnie Raitt, Susan Tedeschi, Garth Brooks, Cher, BlackStreet, Toni Braxton and BabyFace among others. Tommy has also worked with Michael Bolton, Amy Grant, Kelly Clarkson, CeCe Winans, Israel, The Neville Brothers, Michelle Williams of Destiny's Child, and others.
In addition to writing and producing, Sims also released a solo album in August 2000 entitled Peace and Love. A song from this release, "It Don't Matter to the Sun", was featured on the soundtrack of the hit television drama Grey's Anatomy. Sims' film contributions include Bruce Springsteen's recording "Streets of Philadelphia" which appeared in the Tom Hanks film Philadelphia, widely regarded as the first major film to deal openly with subject of AIDS and gay rights. The film and the song also went on to be heavy recognized at the following year's Academy Awards garnering several "Oscars" including the Best Song trophy. Sims' "Change The World was also featured in John Travolta's film Phenomenon and while winning the Grammy Award for Song Of The Year was rendered ineligible for nomination at that year's Academy Awards because of its prior release by Wynonna Judd. Sims has gone on to have his songs featured in several other blockbuster films including Kevin Costner's For Love Of The Game and Natalie Portman and Ashley Judd's Where The Heart Is.
wn.com/Tommy_Sims -
Tony Bennett
Anthony Dominick Benedetto, better known as Tony Bennett (born August 3, 1926), is an American singer of popular music, standards, show tunes, and jazz. Bennett is also a serious and accomplished painter, having created works — under the name Benedetto — that are on permanent public display in several institutions. He is the founder of Frank Sinatra School of the Arts in New York City.
Raised in New York City, Bennett began singing at an early age. He fought in the final stages of World War II as an infantryman with the U.S. Army in the European Theatre. Afterwards, he developed his singing technique, signed with Columbia Records, and had his first number one popular song with "Because of You" in 1951. Several top hits such as "Rags to Riches" followed in the early 1950s. Bennett then further refined his approach to encompass jazz singing. He reached an artistic peak in the late 1950s with albums such as The Beat of My Heart and Basie Swings, Bennett Sings. In 1962, Bennett recorded his signature song, "I Left My Heart in San Francisco". His career and his personal life then suffered an extended downturn during the height of the rock music era.
wn.com/Tony_Bennett -
Tony Kanal
Tony Kanal (born Tony Ashwin Kanal; August 27, 1970) is a British-born American musician, record producer and songwriter. Kanal is the bassist for the American rock band No Doubt. His musical work outside of the band includes producing and songwriting with artists such as reggae singer Elan Atias and No Doubt bandmate Gwen Stefani, among others.
Kanal's father Gulab and his mother Lajju are from India. His parents emigrated from India to London, England, where Kanal was born. While most of his early years were spent in London, Kanal and his family also spent brief periods living in Toronto, Canada, and Indiana, U.S.A., before eventually returning to London. At age eleven, he was taken by his family once again to the United States, where the Kanal family settled in Anaheim, California. There, his parents opened a store named "Kanal's Gifts and Fashion".
Kanal's father suggested that Kanal learn to play the saxophone since it was the former's favorite instrument, so he bought one for Kanal. Kanal later learned how to play the bass from his schoolmate Dave Carpenter. After seeing one of third wave ska band No Doubt's early shows, he joined the band as its bassist. Kanal stated that his parents were ultimately supportive of his decision to pursue a career in music; however, they had wanted him "to go into a safe profession" and often reprimanded him for devoting so much time to music, sometimes at the expense of school.
wn.com/Tony_Kanal -
Tony Renis
Tony Renis (born May 13, 1938), stage name of Elio Cesari, is an Italian composer, songwriter, music producer and film actor.
Born in Milan, he debuted in the mid-fifties, paired with Adriano Celentano, performing an impression of Dean Martin and Jerry Lewis. In 1958, he signed to the label "Combo Record" as a singer and started releasing covers of Italian and American songs. In 1961, Renis debuted at the Sanremo Music Festival with the song "Pozzanghere".
In 1962, Renis gained international success with the song "Quando, Quando, Quando", written with Alberto Testa and performed at the Sanremo Music Festival. One year later, he won the same Festival with the song "Una per tutte", and, in 1967, he reached second place with the song "Quando dico che ti amo".
In 1972, he composed the song "Grande grande grande" with Alberto Testa, successfully performed by Mina, and later by Shirley Bassey under the English translation title "Never Never Never".
In 1974, he won the Nastro d'Argento for the Best Score for the score of Blu gang - vissero per sempre felici e ammazzati.
wn.com/Tony_Renis -
Twyla Tharp
Twyla Tharp (born July 1, 1941) is an American dancer and choreographer, who lives and works in New York City.
Tharp was born in 1941 on a farm in Portland, Indiana, and was named after Twila Thornburg, the "Pig Princess" of the 89th Annual Muncie Fair in Indiana.
When Tharp was a young child she spent a few months each year living with her Quaker grandparents on their farm in Indiana. In 1950 Tharp's family—younger sister Twanette, twin brothers Stanley and Stanford, mother Lecile and father William—moved to Rialto, California. Her parents opened a drive-in movie theater, where Tharp worked from the time she was 8 years old. The drive-in was on the corner of Acacia and Foothill, the major east–west artery in Rialto and the path of Route 66. She attended Pacific High School in San Bernardino and studied at the Vera Lynn School of Dance. Tharp, a "devoted bookworm," admits that this schedule left little time for a social life. Tharp attended Pomona College in California but later transferred to Barnard College in New York City, where she graduated with a degree in Art History in 1963. It was in New York that she studied with Martha Graham and Merce Cunningham. In 1963 Tharp joined the Paul Taylor Dance Company.
wn.com/Twyla_Tharp -
Valery Gergiev
Valery Abisalovich Gergiev PAR (Russian: Валерий Абисалович Гергиев, Ossetic: Гергиты Абисалы фырт Валери/Gergity Abisaly Fyrt Valeri; born 2 May 1953) is a Russian conductor and opera company director. He is general director and artistic director of the Mariinsky Theatre, principal conductor of the London Symphony Orchestra, and artistic director of the White Nights Festival in St. Petersburg.
Gergiev, born in Moscow, is the son of Tamara Tatarkanovna and Abisal Zaurbekovich. He and his siblings were raised in Vladikavkaz in their native North Ossetia in the Caucasus. He began piano at secondary school, before going on to study at the St. Petersburg Conservatory in Leningrad from 1972 to 1977. His principal conducting teacher was Prof. Ilya Musin (Илья Мусин), one of the greatest conductor-makers in Russian musical history. His sister, Larissa Gergieva, is a pianist and director of the Mariinsky's singers' academy.
In 1978, he became assistant conductor at the Kirov Opera, now the Mariinsky Opera, under Yuri Temirkanov, where he made his debut conducting Sergei Prokofiev's War and Peace. He was chief conductor of the Armenian Philharmonic Orchestra from 1981 until 1985 – the year he made his debut in the United Kingdom, along with pianist Evgeny Kissin, and violinists Maxim Vengerov and Vadim Repin, at The Lichfield Festival.
wn.com/Valery_Gergiev -
Van Cliburn
Harvey Lavan "Van" Cliburn, Jr. (born July 12, 1934), is an American pianist who achieved worldwide recognition in 1958 at the age of twenty-three, when he won the first quadrennial International Tchaikovsky Piano Competition in Moscow, at the height of the Cold War.
Van Cliburn was born in Shreveport, Louisiana, and began taking piano lessons at the age of three from his mother, the former Rildia Bee O'Bryan, who herself had been instructed by Arthur Friedheim, a pupil of Franz Liszt. At six years old, Cliburn moved with his family to Kilgore, Texas, and at twelve he won a statewide piano competition which enabled him to debut with the Houston Symphony Orchestra. He entered the Juilliard School at the age of seventeen, and studied under Rosina Lhévinne, who trained him in the tradition of the great Russian romantics. At twenty, Cliburn won the Leventritt Award, and made his Carnegie Hall debut.
It was his recognition in Moscow that propelled Cliburn to international fame. The first International Tchaikovsky Competition in 1958 was an event designed to demonstrate Soviet cultural superiority during the Cold War, on the heels of their technological victory with the Sputnik launch in October 1957. Cliburn's performance at the competition finale of Tchaikovsky's Piano Concerto No. 1 and Rachmaninoff's Piano Concerto No. 3 earned him a standing ovation lasting eight minutes. When it was time to announce a winner, the judges were obliged to ask permission of the Soviet leader Nikita Khrushchev to give first prize to an American. "Is he the best?" Khrushchev asked. "Then give him the prize!" Cliburn returned home to a ticker-tape parade in New York City, the only time the honor has been accorded a classical musician. His cover story in Time proclaimed him "The Texan Who Conquered Russia."
wn.com/Van_Cliburn -
Van Morrison
Van Morrison, OBE (born George Ivan Morrison; 31 August 1945) is a Northern Irish singer-songwriter and musician. His live performances at their best are regarded as transcendental and inspired; while some of his recordings, such as the studio albums Astral Weeks and Moondance, and the live album It's Too Late to Stop Now, are widely viewed as among the greatest ever made.
Known as "Van the Man" to his fans, Morrison started his professional career when, as a teenager in the late 1950s, he played a variety of instruments including guitar, harmonica, keyboards and saxophone for various Irish showbands covering the popular hits of the day. He rose to prominence in the mid-1960s as the lead singer of the Northern Irish R&B band Them, with whom he recorded the garage band classic "Gloria". His solo career began under the pop-hit oriented guidance of Bert Berns with the release of the hit single "Brown Eyed Girl" in 1967. After Berns' death, Warner Bros. Records bought out his contract and allowed him three sessions to record Astral Weeks in 1968. Even though this album would gradually garner high praise, it was initially poorly received; however, the next one, Moondance, established Morrison as a major artist, and throughout the 1970s he built on his reputation with a series of critically acclaimed albums and live performances. Morrison continues to record and tour, producing albums and live performances that sell well and are generally warmly received, sometimes collaborating with other artists, such as Georgie Fame and The Chieftains. In 2008 he performed Astral Weeks live for the first time since 1968.
wn.com/Van_Morrison -
Vini Lopez
Vini "Mad Dog" Lopez (born in 1949) is an American drummer. Between 1968 and 1974 Lopez backed Bruce Springsteen in several bands, including Steel Mill and the E Street Band. He also played on Springsteen’s first two albums, Greetings from Asbury Park, N.J. and The Wild, the Innocent and the E Street Shuffle. After leaving the E Street Band, Lopez went onto playing drums with numerous Jersey Shore bands, including The Lord Gunner Group. Since 2004 he has led his own band, Steel Mill Retro, which has performed and recorded original Springsteen songs from the Steel Mill era. As of August 2008 Lopez lives in Jackson Township, New Jersey with his daughter, Liz, who is an accountant. His wife, Laurel, died in 2004. When not playing in various bands, Lopez has worked as a golf caddy.
Lopez grew up in Neptune Township, New Jersey where he attended Neptune High School with both Garry Tallent and Southside Johnny. From 1956 to 1962 he played the soprano valve bugle in a Drum and Bugle Corps. Then as a teenager he taught himself the drums and began playing with Buzzy Lubinsky, a drummer/DJ based in Asbury Park, New Jersey. Lubinsky's father was Herman Lubinsky, owner of Savoy Records in Newark. Lubinsky would subsequently act as a mentor for the young Lopez. From 1964, with encouragement from Lubinsky, he began to try out for local bands. After a failed audition for The Storytellers, a band which included Bill Chinnock and Danny Federici, he successfully auditioned for The Blazers led by Sonny Kenn. They subsequently became Sonny & The Sounds and then Sonny & The Starfires. After graduating from high school in 1967. he continued to play with several local bands. These included the Downtown Tangiers Band, with Federici, Chinnock and Garry Tallent and Moment of Truth with Tallent, Tom Worieo, and Ricky DeSarno (guitars). DeSarno and Lopez would become regular collaborators after Lopez left the E Street Band. In 1970 Lopez worked at Carvers boatyard in Point Pleasant, New Jersey
wn.com/Vini_Lopez -
Vinnie Roslin
Vinnie Roslin (1947-2012) was an American bass guitarist who was an original member of Steel Mill, an early Bruce Springsteen band. Other members of band included three future members the E Street Band - Vini Lopez, Danny Federici and Steve Van Zandt.
Roslin grew up in and around the Howell Township and the Freehold Borough areas of Monmouth County, New Jersey. In late 1964, then aged 17, together with George Theiss (rhythm guitar, vocals), Bart Haynes (drums, vocals) and Mike DeLuise (lead guitar), he formed a band called The Sierras. They spent most of their short life in rehearsal and in early 1965 Roslin quit this band to join The Motifs with Walter Cichon (lead vocals) and Murray Bauer. Theiss and Haynes would later go on to form The Castiles and in June 1965 they were joined in that band by Bruce Springsteen. The Motifs were managed by Norman Seldin, a local musician–entrepreneur whose own band, The Joyful Noyze, included Clarence Clemons. Under the management of Seldin, The Motifs released at least two singles which became local hits. "Molly" and "If I Gave You Love" were both released by Seldin's own label, Selsom Records. In 2008 both songs were reissued on an anthology, Asbury Park - Then And Now, put together by Seldin. The Motifs also opened for bands such as The Young Rascals and The Duprees. Roslin would continue to play with The Motifs until he was 21. They split up when Walter Cichon was conscripted. Cichon, together with Bart Haynes, one of Roslin's earlier bandmates, were both killed while serving in Vietnam.
wn.com/Vinnie_Roslin -
Walter Mondale
Walter Frederick "Fritz" Mondale (born January 5, 1928) is an American Democratic Party politician who served as the 42nd Vice President of the United States (1977–1981) under President Jimmy Carter, and as a United States Senator from Minnesota (1964–1976). He was the Democratic Party's presidential candidate in the United States presidential election of 1984.
Mondale was born in Ceylon, Minnesota and graduated from the University of Minnesota in 1951. He then served in the US Army in the Korean War before earning a law degree in 1956. He married Joan Adams in 1955. Working as a lawyer in Minneapolis, Mondale was elected to the position of attorney general in 1960. He was appointed US Senator in late 1964 as a member of the Democratic Party upon the resignation of Hubert Humphrey, and held that post until 1976. In the Senate, he supported fair housing, tax reform and the desegregation of schools.[not verified in body] He opposed United States involvement in the Vietnam War.[not verified in body]
wn.com/Walter_Mondale -
Warren Beatty
Warren Beatty ( /ˈbeɪti/ BAY-tee; born March 30, 1937) is an American actor, producer, screenwriter and director. He has been nominated for 15 Academy Awards, including winning the Best Director Award and its highest honor, the Irving G. Thalberg Award. He has been nominated for 16 Golden Globe Awards and won six, including the Cecil B. DeMille Award, which he received in 2007. Only Beatty and Orson Welles have been nominated for producer, director, writer and actor in the same film. Welles did it once (for Citizen Kane), Beatty did it twice (for Heaven Can Wait and Reds).
Beatty was born Henry Warren Beaty in Richmond, Virginia. His mother, Kathlyn Corinne (née MacLean), was a Nova Scotia-born teacher, and his father, Ira Owens Beaty, was a Ph.D. of educational psychology, a public school administrator, and dealt in real estate. Beatty's grandparents were also educators. The family was Baptist. In 1945, the family moved from Richmond to Arlington, Virginia. Beatty's sister is the multi-award winning actress and writer Shirley MacLaine.
wn.com/Warren_Beatty -
Warren Zevon
Warren William Zevon /ˈziːvɒn/ (January 24, 1947 – September 7, 2003) was an American rock singer-songwriter and musician noted for including his sometimes sardonic opinions of life in his musical lyrics, composing songs that were sometimes humorous and often had political or historical themes.
Zevon's work has often been praised by well-known musicians, including Jackson Browne, Bruce Springsteen, Bob Dylan, and Neil Young. His best-known compositions include "Werewolves of London", "Lawyers, Guns and Money", "Roland the Headless Thompson Gunner" and "Johnny Strikes Up The Band," all of which are featured on his third album, Excitable Boy (1978). Other well-known songs written by Zevon have been recorded by other artists, including "Poor Poor Pitiful Me" (a top 40 hit by Linda Ronstadt), "Accidentally Like a Martyr," "Mohammed's Radio", "Carmelita", and "Hasten Down the Wind".
Along with his own compositions, Zevon recorded or performed occasional covers, including Bob Dylan's "Knockin' on Heaven's Door" and Leonard Cohen's "First We Take Manhattan". He was a frequent guest on Late Night with David Letterman and The Late Show with David Letterman. Letterman later performed guest vocals on "Hit Somebody! (The Hockey Song)" with Paul Shaffer and members of the CBS Orchestra on Warren Zevon's "My Ride Is Here" album.
wn.com/Warren_Zevon -
Wayne Kirkpatrick
Wayne Kirkpatrick is an American singer/songwriter and musician born in Baton Rouge, Louisiana but now lives in Nashville, Tennessee. He graduated from Baton Rouge Magnet High School in 1979.
Kirkpatrick has spent most of his career in the background, often providing background vocals, playing guitar, playing keyboards or writing songs for other artists. His songs have been recorded by Little Big Town, Faith Hill, Garth Brooks, Babyface, Amy Grant, Joe Cocker, Kathy Mattea, Martina McBride, Wynonna Judd, Trisha Yearwood, Bonnie Raitt, Susan Ashton, Michael W. Smith, Jill Phillips, Michael Crawford, Peter Frampton, Casting Crowns and Eric Clapton, whose version of Kirkpatrick's "Change the World" won the Grammy Award for Song of the Year.
At the 24th GMA Dove Awards, Kirkpatrick received the award for Producer of the Year.
In 2005, Kirkpatrick started to produce Little Big Town alongside the group starting with their second album The Road to Here and also the next 2 A Place to Land (Little Big Town album) & The Reason Why. He also co-wrote most of the songs on all 3 albums with the group.
wn.com/Wayne_Kirkpatrick -
Whitney Houston
Whitney Elizabeth Houston (August 9, 1963 – February 11, 2012) was an American recording artist, actress, producer, and model. In 2009, the Guinness World Records cited her as the most-awarded female act of all-time. Houston was one of the world's best-selling music artists, having sold over 170 million albums, singles and videos worldwide. She released seven studio albums and three movie soundtrack albums, all of which have diamond, multi-platinum, platinum or gold certification. Houston's crossover appeal on the popular music charts, as well as her prominence on MTV, starting with her video for "How Will I Know", influenced several African American female artists to follow in her footsteps.
Houston is the only artist to chart seven consecutive No. 1 Billboard Hot 100 hits. She is the second artist behind Elton John and the only female artist to have two number-one Billboard 200 Album awards (formerly "Top Pop Album") on the Billboard magazine year-end charts. Houston's 1985 debut album Whitney Houston became the best-selling debut album by a female act at the time of its release. The album was named Rolling Stone's best album of 1986, and was ranked at number 254 on Rolling Stone's list of the 500 Greatest Albums of All Time. Her second studio album Whitney (1987) became the first album by a female artist to debut at number one on the Billboard 200 albums chart.
wn.com/Whitney_Houston -
Wikipedia Persondata
wn.com/Wikipedia_Persondata -
Will Jennings
Wilbur H. "Will" Jennings (born June 27, 1944, in Kilgore, Texas) is an American songwriter who is popularly known for writing the lyrics for My Heart Will Go On, the theme for the film Titanic. He has been inducted into the Songwriter's Hall of Fame and has won several awards including a Grammy, two Golden Globe awards, and two Academy Awards.
Jennings attended school just outside Tyler, Texas, in the nearby Chapel Hill Independent School District. In 1967, Jennings earned his B.A. from Stephen F. Austin State University, located in Nacogdoches, Texas. He then taught at the University of Wisconsin–Eau Claire for three years and eventually attended the same institution in 1982.
Throughout his career, Jennings has written for a wide variety of artists including Steve Winwood, Eric Clapton, B.B. King, Joe Sample, Rodney Crowell, Mariah Carey, Jimmy Buffett, Barry Manilow and Roy Orbison.
With Steve Winwood, Jennings wrote a series albums including While You See A Chance, Arc of a Diver and Back in the High Life, an album which contained the hits Higher Love, The Finer Things, and Back in the High Life Again. Winwood won the Record Of The Year and Outstanding Male Vocal Performance. Both Jennings and Winwood were nominated for the Song of the Year award for "Higher Love."
wn.com/Will_Jennings -
Willem Dafoe
Willem Dafoe (born July 22, 1955) is an American film, stage, and voice actor, and a founding member of the experimental theatre company The Wooster Group. He has had roles in a wide range of films, including Platoon, Affliction, Off Limits, Streets of Fire, To Live and Die in L.A., Born on the Fourth of July, The English Patient, The Last Temptation of Christ, Mississippi Burning, "The Life Aquatic" The Boondock Saints, Spider-Man, and The Aviator, and voice roles in Fantastic Mr. Fox and Finding Nemo.
Dafoe has been nominated for the Academy Award for Best Supporting Actor twice. The first was for his role in Platoon in 1986 and the second time for his performance in Shadow of the Vampire in 2000.
Dafoe was born William J. Dafoe in Appleton, Wisconsin. One of seven children of Muriel Isabel (née Sprissler) and Dr. William Alfred Dafoe, he recalled in 2009, "My five sisters raised me because my father was a surgeon, my mother was a nurse and they worked together, so I didn't see either of them much." In high school, he acquired the nickname Willem. His ancestry includes Irish, Scottish, German, and Canadian.
wn.com/Willem_Dafoe -
Witold Lutosławski
Witold Lutosławski (Polish pronunciation: [ˈvitɔld lutɔsˈwafski]; January 25, 1913 – February 7, 1994) was one of the major European composers of the 20th century, and one of the preeminent Polish musicians during his last three decades. He earned many international awards and prizes, including the Order of the White Eagle, Poland's highest honour.
During his youth, Lutosławski studied piano and composition in Warsaw. His early works were influenced by Polish folk music. His style demonstrates a wide range of rich atmospheric textures. He began to develop his own characteristic composition techniques in the late 1950s. His music from this period onwards incorporates his own methods of building harmonies from small groups of musical intervals. It also uses aleatoric processes, in which the rhythmic coordination of parts is subject to an element of chance. His compositions (of which he was a notable conductor) include four symphonies, a Concerto for Orchestra, a string quartet, several instrumental concertos and orchestral song cycles.
wn.com/Witold_Lutosławski -
Woody Guthrie
Woodrow Wilson "Woody" Guthrie (July 14, 1912 – October 3, 1967) is best known as an American singer-songwriter and folk musician, whose musical legacy includes hundreds of political, traditional and children's songs, ballads and improvised works. He frequently performed with the slogan This Machine Kills Fascists displayed on his guitar. His best-known song is "This Land Is Your Land." Many of his recorded songs are archived in the Library of Congress. Such songwriters as Bob Dylan, Phil Ochs, Bruce Springsteen, John Mellencamp, Pete Seeger, Joe Strummer, Billy Bragg and Tom Paxton have acknowledged Guthrie as a major influence.
Guthrie traveled with migrant workers from Oklahoma to California and learned traditional folk and blues songs. Many of his songs are about his experiences in the Dust Bowl era during the Great Depression, earning him the nickname the "Dust Bowl Troubadour." Throughout his life Guthrie was associated with United States communist groups, though he was seemingly not a member of any.
wn.com/Woody_Guthrie -
Zubin Mehta
Zubin Mehta (ज़ुबिन मेहता); pronounced [ˈzuːbɪn ˈmeːɦt̪aː] (born 29 April 1936) is an Indian conductor of western classical music. He is the Music Director for Life of the Israel Philharmonic Orchestra.
Zubin Mehta was born into a Parsi family in Bombay, British India, the son of Mehli and Tehmina Mehta. His father Mehli Mehta was a violinist and founding conductor of the Bombay Symphony Orchestra. Mehta is an alumnus of St. Mary's School, Mumbai, and St. Xavier's College, Mumbai. Mehta initially intended to study medicine, but eventually became a music student in Vienna at the age of 18, under Hans Swarowsky. Also at the same academy along with Mehta were conductor Claudio Abbado and conductor–pianist Daniel Barenboim.
Mehta's first marriage was to Canadian soprano Carmen Lasky in 1958. They have a son, Mervon and a daughter, Zarina. In 1964, they divorced. Two years after the divorce, Carmen married Zubin's brother, Zarin Mehta, now the Executive Director of the New York Philharmonic. In July 1969, Mehta married Nancy Kovack, a former American film and television actress. Mehta is a permanent resident of the United States, but retains his Indian citizenship.
wn.com/Zubin_Mehta
Springsteen, Bruce Filmography
- The 54th Annual Grammy Awards (2012)
- The 2012 Rock and Roll Hall of Fame Induction Ceremony (2012)
- Jimmy Fallon's Primetime Music Special (2012)
- Hurricane Sandy: Coming Together (2012)
- When Pop Culture Saved America: A 9-11 Story (2011)
- Jerseyboy Hero (2011)
- The 2011 Rock and Roll Hall of Fame Induction Ceremony (2011)
- The Bridge School Concerts - 25th Anniversary Edition (2011)
- Who Do I Think I Am? (2011)
- Bruce Springsteen and the E Street Band: London Calling - Live in Hyde Park (2010)
- The Promise: The Making of Darkness on the Edge of Town (2010)
- Hope for Haiti Now: A Global Benefit for Earthquake Relief (2010)
- The Promise: The Making of Darkness on the Edge of Town (2010)
- The 66th Annual Golden Globe Awards (2009)
- Rock and Roll Hall of Fame Live: Whole Lotta Shakin' (2009)
- Rock and Roll Hall of Fame Live: Sweet Emotion (2009)
- Rock and Roll Hall of Fame Live: Start Me Up (2009)
- Rock and Roll Hall of Fame Live: Light My Fire (2009)
- Rock and Roll Hall of Fame Live: I'll Take You There (2009)
- Rock and Roll Hall of Fame Live: Feelin' Alright (2009)
- Rock and Roll Hall of Fame Live: Come Together (2009)
- Rock and Roll Hall of Fame Live (2009)
- The Kennedy Center Honors: A Celebration of the Performing Arts (2009)
- The 25th Anniversary Rock and Roll Hall of Fame Concert (2009)
- The People Speak (2009)
- Glastonbury 2009 (2009)
- Super Bowl XLIII (2009)
- We Are One: The Obama Inaugural Celebration at the Lincoln Memorial (2009)
- The Sweet Lady with the Nasty Voice (2008)
- Bruce Springsteen: Under Review 1978-1982 - Tales of the Working Man (2008)
- Catalunya.cat (2008)
- Tribute This! (2008)
- The 80th Annual Academy Awards (2008)
- The Big O in Britain (2008)
- A Good Life: The Joe Grushecky Story (2007)
- Seven Ages of Rock (2007)
- Pete Seeger: The Power of Song (2007)
- Elvis: Viva Las Vegas (2007)
- Bruce Springsteen with the Sessions Band: Live in Dublin (2007)
- Bruce Springsteen with the Sessions Band: Live in Dublin (2007)
- 1968 with Tom Brokaw (2007)
- ...So Goes the Nation (2006)
- 7th Inning Stretch (2006)
- Forbes Celebrity 100: Who Made Bank? (2006)
- El disco del año 06 (2006)
- Bruce Springsteen and the E Street Band: Hammersmith Odeon, London '75 (2005)
- Wings for Wheels: The Making of 'Born to Run' (2005)
- Wings for Wheels: The Making of 'Born to Run' (2005)
- National Anthem: Inside the Vote for Change Concert Tour (2004)
- The 45th Annual Grammy Awards (2003)
- Bruce Springsteen & the E Street Band (2003)
- Elvis Lives (2003)
- Bruce Springsteen & the E Street Band: Live in Barcelona (2003)
- Warren Zevon: Keep Me in Your Heart (2003)
- MTV Video Music Awards 2002 (2002)
- The Ultimate Song (2002)
- Bruce Springsteen and the E Street Band: Live in New York City (2001)
- Bruce Springsteen: The Complete Video Anthology 1978-2000 (2001)
- Bruce Springsteen and the E Street Band: Live in New York City (2001)
- America: A Tribute to Heroes (2001)
- The Beatles Revolution (2000)
- Blood Brothers: Bruce Springsteen and the E Street Band (2000)
- High Fidelity (2000)
- In Dreams: The Roy Orbison Story (1999)
- An All-Star Tribute to Johnny Cash (1999)
- The Paris Concert for Amnesty International (1999)
- SNL: 25 Years of Music (1999)
- Where It's At: The Rolling Stone State of the Union (1998)
- Bruce Springsteen: A Secret History (1998)
- The Kennedy Center Honors: A Celebration of the Performing Arts (1997)
- MTV Video Music Awards 1997 (1997)
- The 39th Annual Grammy Awards (1997)
- The 68th Annual Academy Awards (1996)
- The History of Rock 'N' Roll, Vol. 8 (1995)
- Murder Incorporated (1995)
- Sinatra: 80 Years My Way (1995)
- The Concert for the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame (1995)
- The History of Rock 'N' Roll, Vol. 1 (1995)
- The History of Rock 'N' Roll, Vol. 10 (1995)
- The History of Rock 'N' Roll, Vol. 3 (1995)
- The History of Rock 'N' Roll, Vol. 5 (1995)
- The History of Rock 'N' Roll, Vol. 6 (1995)
- The History of Rock 'N' Roll, Vol. 9 (1995)
- We Are the World: A 10th Anniversary Tribute (1995)
- The 51st Annual Golden Globe Awards (1994)
- The 36th Annual Grammy Awards (1994)
- MTV Video Music Awards 1994 (1994)
- The 66th Annual Academy Awards (1994)
- Southside Johnny & The Asbury Jukes: Having a Party Live at the Stone Pony (1992)
- Tribute to Harry Chapin (1991)
- American Dream (1990)
- Bruce Springsteen: Video Anthology 1978-1988 (1989)
- Nelson Mandela 70th Birthday Tribute (1988)
- Roy Orbison and Friends: A Black and White Night (1988)
- A Vision Shared: A Tribute to Woody Guthrie and Leadbelly (1988)
- Bossen i byen (1988)
- Chuck Berry Hail! Hail! Rock 'n' Roll (1987)
- Rolling Stone Presents Twenty Years of Rock & Roll (1987)
- Sun City: Artists United Against Apartheid (1986)
- We Are the World (1985)
- No Nukes (1980)
- Ain't Good Enough For You - Bruce Springsteen
- Trouble River (I Can't Keep From Crying) - Bruce Springsteen
- THE FUSE - Bruce Springsteen
- The Fast Song (Candy's Room) - Bruce Springsteen
- That's What You Get - Bruce Springsteen
- Sweet Soul Music - Bruce Springsteen
- Stolen Car (Tracks Version) - Bruce Springsteen
- Tweeter And The Monkey Man - Bruce Springsteen
- Santa Claus Is Coming To Town (Coots, Gillespie) - Bruce Springsteen
- Santa Claus Is Coming To Town - Bruce Springsteen
- Sad Eyes (Tracks Version) - Bruce Springsteen
- Rosalita (Come Out Tonight) - Bruce Springsteen
- Rhiannon - Bruce Springsteen
- Prove It All Night - Bruce Springsteen
- Pilgrim In The Temple Of Love (Santa Gets A Blowjob) - Bruce Springsteen
- No Surrender - Bruce Springsteen
- My City Of Ruins - Bruce Springsteen
- Merry Christmas Baby - Bruce Springsteen
- Long Time Coming (Denver Version) - Bruce Springsteen
- Long Time Coming - Bruce Springsteen
- Let's Go Tonight (Johnny Bye Bye) - Bruce Springsteen
- Secret Garden (Jerry Mcguire Version) - Bruce Springsteen
- Land Of Hope And Dreams - Bruce Springsteen
- Lady And The Doctor - Bruce Springsteen
- Johnny Bye Bye - Bruce Springsteen
- John Lee Hooker) - Bruce Springsteen
- Jersey Girl (Tom Waits) - Bruce Springsteen
- Janey Needs A Shooter ('72 Piano Demo) - Bruce Springsteen
- Jag Vill Vara Din Margareta - Bruce Springsteen
- It's My Life - Bruce Springsteen
- Independance Day - Bruce Springsteen
- Hold On (To What You Got) - Bruce Springsteen
- Heartbreak Hotel - Bruce Springsteen
- Give Us Clean Hands - Bruce Springsteen
- Get That Feeling - Bruce Springsteen
- Further On - Bruce Springsteen
- Family Song (As Listed On Prodigal Son) - Bruce Springsteen
- Family Song (A.k.a. California Or California, You're A Woman ) - Bruce Springsteen
- Extra Verse) - Bruce Springsteen
- Everybody's Looking For Somebody - Bruce Springsteen
- Evacuation Of The West (A.k.a. No More Kings InTexas) - Bruce Springsteen
- English Sons (Aka Endless Nights) - Bruce Springsteen
- Elouise (To The Tune Of Growin' Up) - Bruce Springsteen
- All Night Long - Bruce Springsteen
- Chimes Of Freedom (Bob Dylan Dylan) - Bruce Springsteen
- Chicken Lips And Lizard Hips (J.& N. Cassidy) - Bruce Springsteen
- Brothers Under The Bridges (version 2) - Bruce Springsteen
- Bob Dylan - Bruce Springsteen
- Leavin' Train - Bruce Springsteen
- Blood Brothers (July 1st 2000 Version) - Bruce Springsteen
- Bli Hos Meg - Bruce Springsteen
- Ballad Of Jesse James - Bruce Springsteen
- Baby I - Bruce Springsteen
- All Night Long (Breakout) - Bruce Springsteen
- All Just To Get To You - Bruce Springsteen
- 5 - Bruce Springsteen
- 41 Shots - Bruce Springsteen
- Where The Bands Are - Bruce Springsteen
- Walking In The Street - Bruce Springsteen
- Used Cars - Bruce Springsteen
- Two Hearts In True Waltz Time - Bruce Springsteen
- Two Hearts - Bruce Springsteen
- Two For The Road - Bruce Springsteen
- Turn Turn Turn - Bruce Springsteen
- Tunne Of Love - Bruce Springsteen
- There Will Never Be Another For Me But You - Bruce Springsteen
- The Wrestler - Bruce Springsteen
- The Wall (world Premiere) - Bruce Springsteen
- The Ties That Bind - Bruce Springsteen
- Walking Through Midnight - Bruce Springsteen
- Gypsy Biker - Bruce Springsteen
- Tom Joad (Woody Guthrie) - Bruce Springsteen
- Pilgrim In The Temple Of Love - Bruce Springsteen
- Long Walk Home - Bruce Springsteen
- Devil's Arcade - Bruce Springsteen
- Back In Your Arms - Bruce Springsteen
- Rock Away The Days - Bruce Springsteen
- My Lover Man - Bruce Springsteen
- Gave It A Name - Bruce Springsteen
- Car Wash - Bruce Springsteen
- Pilgrim In The Temple Of Love (Santa Gets A Blowjo - Bruce Springsteen
- Phantoms - Bruce Springsteen
- New York Song (New York City Serenade) - Bruce Springsteen
- Many Rivers To Cross - Bruce Springsteen
- Looking Out For No. 1 (Mr. Outside) - Bruce Springsteen
- Look Toward The Land - Bruce Springsteen
- Lift Me Up - Bruce Springsteen
- It's My Life (4 Versions) - Bruce Springsteen
- I'm Turning Into Elvis - Bruce Springsteen
- I'm A Coward (When It Comes To Love) - Bruce Springsteen
- Help Up Without A Gun - Bruce Springsteen
- From Small Things Big Things Come - Bruce Springsteen
- You Can Look (Better Not Touch) - Bruce Springsteen
- Nothing Man - Bruce Springsteen
- Countin' On A Miracle - Bruce Springsteen
- Two Faces - Bruce Springsteen
- Tunnel Of Love - Bruce Springsteen
- One Step Up - Bruce Springsteen
- Leap Of Faith - Bruce Springsteen
- Book Of Dreams - Bruce Springsteen
- Ain't Got You - Bruce Springsteen
- You Can Look (But You Better Not Touch) - Bruce Springsteen
- Wild Kisses - Bruce Springsteen
- Wings For Wheels (Thunder Road) - Bruce Springsteen
- You Gotta Fight (Fight For What You Want) - Bruce Springsteen
- You Mean So Much To Me Baby - Bruce Springsteen
- American Skin 41 Shots - Bruce Springsteen
- Blowin' In The Wind - Bruce Springsteen
- Jersey Girl - Bruce Springsteen
- Fourth Of July, Asbury Park (Sandy) - Bruce Springsteen
- All Or Nothin' At All - Bruce Springsteen
- 57 Channels (And Nothin' On) - Bruce Springsteen
- You Can Never Tell - Bruce Springsteen
- White Lies (Don't Do It To Me) - Bruce Springsteen
- Unsatisfied Heart - Bruce Springsteen
- There Never Will Be Anyone For Me But You - Bruce Springsteen
- Trapped - Bruce Springsteen
- Tiger Rose - Bruce Springsteen
- The Wind And The Rain - Bruce Springsteen
- The Ballad Of Tom Joad - Bruce Springsteen
- Sugarland - Bruce Springsteen
- Son You May Kiss The Bride - Bruce Springsteen
- SHE'S SO FINE - Bruce Springsteen
- Randolph Street (Master Of Electricity) - Bruce Springsteen
- RESTLESS NIGHTS - Bruce Springsteen
- Streets Of Philadelphia - Bruce Springsteen
- If I Should Fall Behind - Bruce Springsteen
- The Line - Bruce Springsteen
- The Angel - Bruce Springsteen
- Straight Time - Bruce Springsteen
- My Best Was Never Good Enough - Bruce Springsteen
- Santa Ana ( A.k.a Contessa And TheGuns Of Kid Cole - Bruce Springsteen
- Iceman - Bruce Springsteen
- Born In The U.S.A. (Tracks Version) - Bruce Springsteen
- Bishop Danced - Bruce Springsteen
- Across the Border - Bruce Springsteen
- A Good Man Is Hard To Find (Pittsburgh) - Bruce Springsteen
- Leah - Bruce Springsteen
- Something In The Night - Bruce Springsteen
- Factory - Bruce Springsteen
- Adam Raised A Cain - Bruce Springsteen
- 4th of July Asbury Park (Sandy) - Bruce Springsteen
- Jungleland - Bruce Springsteen
- Fever - Bruce Springsteen
- Family Song (A.k.a. California Or California, You' - Bruce Springsteen
- Evacuation Of The West (A.k.a. No More Kings InTex - Bruce Springsteen
- Eloise - Bruce Springsteen
- All I Need - Bruce Springsteen
- Dead Man Walking - Bruce Springsteen
- Circus Song - Bruce Springsteen
- Camilla Horne - Bruce Springsteen
- Beneath The Floodline - Bruce Springsteen
- Ballad Of The Self-loading Pistol - Bruce Springsteen
- Arabian Nights - Bruce Springsteen
- Another Thin Line - Bruce Springsteen
- Angel Eyes - Bruce Springsteen
- Across The Borderline - Bruce Springsteen
- A Love So Fine - Bruce Springsteen
- 4th Of July, Asbury Park (Sandy) ( Songs Version) - Bruce Springsteen
- Independence Day - Bruce Springsteen
- Brothers Under The Bridge - Bruce Springsteen
- Fade Away - Bruce Springsteen
- Cover Me - Bruce Springsteen
- Cadillac Ranch - Bruce Springsteen
- Bobby Jean - Bruce Springsteen
- Part Man, Part Monkey - Bruce Springsteen
- My Love Will Not Let You Down - Bruce Springsteen
- Brothers Under The Bridges - Bruce Springsteen
- Spare Parts - Bruce Springsteen
- Spanish Eyes - Bruce Springsteen
- Southern Son - Bruce Springsteen
- The Price You Pay - Bruce Springsteen
- Soul Driver - Bruce Springsteen
- Outside Looking In - Bruce Springsteen
- Spirit In The Night - Bruce Springsteen
- New Jersey Is My Home - Bruce Springsteen
- Nebraska - Bruce Springsteen
- My Hometown - Bruce Springsteen
- My Father's House - Bruce Springsteen
- The Little Things - Bruce Springsteen
- The Iceman - Bruce Springsteen
- Tenth Avenue Freeze-Out - Bruce Springsteen
- Taxi Cab - Bruce Springsteen
- Take 'Em As They Come - Bruce Springsteen
- Streets Of Fire - Bruce Springsteen
- Stand On It - Bruce Springsteen
- Murder Incorporated - Bruce Springsteen
- Mary-Lou - Bruce Springsteen
- My City's In Ruins - Bruce Springsteen
- My Beautiful Reward - Bruce Springsteen
- Marie - Bruce Springsteen
- Mansion On The Hill - Bruce Springsteen
- Man At The Top - Bruce Springsteen
- Lucky Town - Bruce Springsteen
- Love's On The Line - Bruce Springsteen
- Little Queenie - Bruce Springsteen
- Little Girl So Fine - Bruce Springsteen
- Lions Den - Bruce Springsteen
- Linda Let Me Be The One - Bruce Springsteen
- Light Of Day - Bruce Springsteen
- Janey, Don't You Lose Heart - Bruce Springsteen
- Jesse - Bruce Springsteen
- Jeanny Needs A Shooter - Bruce Springsteen
- Growin' Up - Bruce Springsteen
- Gotta Get That Feeling - Bruce Springsteen
- Good Rockin' Tonight - Bruce Springsteen
- Glory Days - Bruce Springsteen
- Gloria's Eyes - Bruce Springsteen
- Give The Girl A Kiss - Bruce Springsteen
- Club Soul City - Bruce Springsteen
- Child Bride - Bruce Springsteen
- Born In The USA - Bruce Springsteen
- Border Guard - Bruce Springsteen
- Boom Boom Boom - Bruce Springsteen
- Blood Brothers - Bruce Springsteen
- Cowboys Of The Sea - Bruce Springsteen
- Raise Your Hand - Bruce Springsteen
- Your Own Worst Enemy - Bruce Springsteen
- Your Love - Bruce Springsteen
- YOU'VE GOT IT - Bruce Springsteen
- You're Missing - Bruce Springsteen
- You'll Be Comin' Down - Bruce Springsteen
- Wrecking Ball - Bruce Springsteen
- Worlds Apart - Bruce Springsteen
- Working On The Highway - Bruce Springsteen
- Without You - Bruce Springsteen
- Winter Song - Bruce Springsteen
- WHO'LL STOP THE RAIN - Bruce Springsteen
- White Lies - Bruce Springsteen
- When You Need Me - Bruce Springsteen
- When You Dance - Bruce Springsteen
- What Love Can Do - Bruce Springsteen
- We Take Care Of Our Own - Bruce Springsteen
- We Shall Overcome - Bruce Springsteen
- Viva! Las Vegas - Bruce Springsteen
- War Nurse - Bruce Springsteen
- Walk Like A Man - Bruce Springsteen
- Wages Of Sin - Bruce Springsteen
- Vietnam - Bruce Springsteen
- Vibes Man - Bruce Springsteen
- Trouble In Paradise - Bruce Springsteen
- Tweeter & The Monkey Man - Bruce Springsteen
- TV Movie - Bruce Springsteen
- Trouble River - Bruce Springsteen
- Tougher Than the Rest - Bruce Springsteen
- Tonight - Bruce Springsteen
- Tomorrow Never Knows - Bruce Springsteen
- THEN SHE KISSED ME - Bruce Springsteen
- Thunder Road - Bruce Springsteen
- This Little Light Of Mine - Bruce Springsteen
- This Little Girl - Bruce Springsteen
- This Life - Bruce Springsteen
- The Word - Bruce Springsteen
- The Wish - Bruce Springsteen
- The Way - Bruce Springsteen
- The Promise Ii - Bruce Springsteen
- The New Timer - Bruce Springsteen
- The Long Goodbye - Bruce Springsteen
- The Last Carnival - Bruce Springsteen
- The Honeymooners - Bruce Springsteen
- The Ghost Of Tom Joad - Bruce Springsteen
- The Big Payback - Bruce Springsteen
- The Big Muddy - Bruce Springsteen
- The Ballad Of The Architect Angel - Bruce Springsteen
- State trooper - Bruce Springsteen
- Talk to Me - Bruce Springsteen
- Surprise Surprise - Bruce Springsteen
- Street Queen - Bruce Springsteen
- Stolen Car - Bruce Springsteen
- Spanish Harlem - Bruce Springsteen
- Souls Of The Departed - Bruce Springsteen
- Sad Eyes - Bruce Springsteen
- So Young And In Love - Bruce Springsteen
- Sinaloa Cowboys - Bruce Springsteen
- Silver Palomino - Bruce Springsteen
- Shut Out The Light - Bruce Springsteen
- Shenandoah - Bruce Springsteen
- Seven Nights To Rock - Bruce Springsteen
- Seven Angels - Bruce Springsteen
- Seeds - Bruce Springsteen
- Secret Garden - Bruce Springsteen
- Say Sons - Bruce Springsteen
- Love On Common People - Bruce Springsteen
- Save My Love - Bruce Springsteen
- Satan's Jewel Crown - Bruce Springsteen
- Santa Claus Is Comin' To Town - Bruce Springsteen
- Roll Of The Dice - Bruce Springsteen
- Rocky Ground - Bruce Springsteen
- Rockin' All Over The World - Bruce Springsteen
- Look To The Land - Bruce Springsteen
- Rickie - Bruce Springsteen
- Reno - Bruce Springsteen
- Remember When the Music - Bruce Springsteen
- Red Headed Woman - Bruce Springsteen
- Real Man - Bruce Springsteen
- Ramrod - Bruce Springsteen
- Pink Cadillac - Bruce Springsteen
- Queen Of The Supermarket - Bruce Springsteen
- Quarter To Three - Bruce Springsteen
- Protection - Bruce Springsteen
- Pretty Flamingo - Bruce Springsteen
- Pony Boy - Bruce Springsteen
- Point Blank - Bruce Springsteen
- I Fought the Law - Bruce Springsteen
- Baby Doll - Bruce Springsteen
- Out Of Work - Bruce Springsteen
- Out In The Street - Bruce Springsteen
- One Way Street - Bruce Springsteen
- On the Prowl - Bruce Springsteen
- Old Dan Tucker - Bruce Springsteen
- I Can`t Help Falling In Love - Bruce Springsteen
- None But The Brave - Bruce Springsteen
- No Need - Bruce Springsteen
- New York City Serenade - Bruce Springsteen
- Native American - Bruce Springsteen
- My Oklahoma Home - Bruce Springsteen
- My Lucky Day - Bruce Springsteen
- My Loverman - Bruce Springsteen
- Lucky Man - Bruce Springsteen
- Matamoras Banks - Bruce Springsteen
- Mary Queen Of Arkansas - Bruce Springsteen
- Love On The Wrong Side Of Town - Bruce Springsteen
- Maria's Bed - Bruce Springsteen
- Man's Job - Bruce Springsteen
- Magic - Bruce Springsteen
- I Ain't Got No Home - Bruce Springsteen
- Losin' Kind - Bruce Springsteen
- Loose Ends - Bruce Springsteen
- Looking Out For No. 1 - Bruce Springsteen
- Lonesome Day - Bruce Springsteen
- Living Proof - Bruce Springsteen
- Living On The Edge Of The World - Bruce Springsteen
- Little Things That Count - Bruce Springsteen
- Like A Rolling Stone - Bruce Springsteen
- Let's Go Tonight - Bruce Springsteen
- Let's Go - Bruce Springsteen
- Let's Be Friends (Skin To Skin) - Bruce Springsteen
- Last To Die - Bruce Springsteen
- Hearts Of Stone - Bruce Springsteen
- Lady & The Doctor - Bruce Springsteen
- Kitty's Back - Bruce Springsteen
- Kingdom Of Days - Bruce Springsteen
- Jesus Was An Only Son - Bruce Springsteen
- Jessie James - Bruce Springsteen
- Jazz Musician - Bruce Springsteen
- Janey Needs A Shooter - Bruce Springsteen
- Jack of All Trades - Bruce Springsteen
- It's a Shame - Bruce Springsteen
- In Freehold - Bruce Springsteen
- Heart Full Of Soul - Bruce Springsteen
- I'm On Fire - Bruce Springsteen
- I'm A Rocker - Bruce Springsteen
- I'm A Coward - Bruce Springsteen
- I Wish I Were Blind - Bruce Springsteen
- I Wanna Marry You - Bruce Springsteen
- I Wanna Be Where The Bands Are - Bruce Springsteen
- I Sold My Heart To The Junkman - Bruce Springsteen
- How Can I Keep From Singing - Bruce Springsteen
- HOW CAN A POOR MAN STAND SUCH TIMES AND LIVE ? - Bruce Springsteen
- Hollywood Kids - Bruce Springsteen
- Hold On - Bruce Springsteen
- Happy - Bruce Springsteen
- Highway 29 - Bruce Springsteen
- Henry Boy - Bruce Springsteen
- Held Up Without A Gun - Bruce Springsteen
- Good Vibrations - Bruce Springsteen
- Good Eye - Bruce Springsteen
- Goin' Cali - Bruce Springsteen
- Follow That - Bruce Springsteen
- Get Up, Stand Up - Bruce Springsteen
- Further On (Up The Road) - Bruce Springsteen
- From Small Things (Big Things One Day Come) - Bruce Springsteen
- Freehold - Bruce Springsteen
- Fortunate Son - Bruce Springsteen
- Forever Young - Bruce Springsteen
- For You - Bruce Springsteen
- Eyes On The Prize - Bruce Springsteen
- Erie Canal - Bruce Springsteen
- English Sons - Bruce Springsteen
- Come On! - Bruce Springsteen
- Easy Money - Bruce Springsteen
- Dry Lightning - Bruce Springsteen
- Drive All Night - Bruce Springsteen
- Does This Bus Stop At 82nd Street? - Bruce Springsteen
- Devils & Dust - Bruce Springsteen
- Code Of Silence - Bruce Springsteen
- Deportee - Bruce Springsteen
- Dedication - Bruce Springsteen
- Death To My Hometown - Bruce Springsteen
- Darkness On The Edge Of Town - Bruce Springsteen
- Cynthia - Bruce Springsteen
- Crush On You - Bruce Springsteen
- County Fair - Bruce Springsteen
- City Of Night - Bruce Springsteen
- Cindy - Bruce Springsteen
- Chimes of Freedom - Bruce Springsteen
- Chicken Lips And Lizard Hips - Bruce Springsteen
- Buffalo Gals - Bruce Springsteen
- Cautious Man - Bruce Springsteen
- Candy's Room - Bruce Springsteen
- Bye Bye Johnny - Bruce Springsteen
- Bring 'em Home - Bruce Springsteen
- Breakaway - Bruce Springsteen
- Blowing in the wind - Bruce Springsteen
- Black Cowboys - Bruce Springsteen
- Bishop Dance - Bruce Springsteen
- Better Days - Bruce Springsteen
- Because The Night - Bruce Springsteen
- Badlands - Bruce Springsteen
- Bad Moon Rising - Bruce Springsteen
- Angelyne - Bruce Springsteen
- And The Band Played - Bruce Springsteen
- American Skin - Bruce Springsteen
- Always A Friend - Bruce Springsteen
- All That Heaven Will Allow - Bruce Springsteen
- All or Nothing at All - Bruce Springsteen
- Adam Raised A Chain - Bruce Springsteen
- A Night With The Jersey Devil - Bruce Springsteen
- A Good Man Is Hard To Find - Bruce Springsteen
- This Depression - Bruce Springsteen
- Wild Kisses (I'm Gonna Treat You Right) - Bruce Springsteen
- Wild Billy's Circus Story - Bruce Springsteen
- White Town - Bruce Springsteen
- Zero And Blind Terry - Bruce Springsteen
- Youngstown - Bruce Springsteen
- You Gotta Fight - Bruce Springsteen
- You Can Look - Bruce Springsteen
- Wrong Side Of The Street - Bruce Springsteen
- Wreck on the Highway - Bruce Springsteen
- Working On A Dream - Bruce Springsteen
- With Every Wish - Bruce Springsteen
- Wings For Wheels - Bruce Springsteen
- Brilliant Disguise - Bruce Springsteen
- When The Saints Go Marchin' In - Bruce Springsteen
- When The Lights Go Out - Bruce Springsteen
- We are alive - Bruce Springsteen
- War - Bruce Springsteen
- Walking in Memphis - Bruce Springsteen
- Waitin' On A Sunny Day - Bruce Springsteen
- Visitation At Fort Horn - Bruce Springsteen
- Vigilante Man - Bruce Springsteen
- Valentine's Day - Bruce Springsteen
- Trapped Again - Bruce Springsteen
- Tokyo - Bruce Springsteen
- Thundercrack - Bruce Springsteen
- This Land Is Your Land - Bruce Springsteen
- This Hard Land - Bruce Springsteen
- THE RIVER - Bruce Springsteen
- The Rising - Bruce Springsteen
- The Promised Land - Bruce Springsteen
- The Promise - Bruce Springsteen
- The Hitter - Bruce Springsteen
- The Fever - Bruce Springsteen
- The E Street Shuffle - Bruce Springsteen
- The Brokenhearted - Bruce Springsteen
- Terry's Song - Bruce Springsteen
- Song To The Orphans - Bruce Springsteen
- Someday - Bruce Springsteen
- Sherry Darling - Bruce Springsteen
- She's The One - Bruce Springsteen
- SHE'S LEAVING - Bruce Springsteen
- Shackled And Drawn - Bruce Springsteen
- Sell It And They Will Come - Bruce Springsteen
- Seaside Bar Song - Bruce Springsteen
- Savin' Up - Bruce Springsteen
- Santa Ana - Bruce Springsteen
- Rendezvous - Bruce Springsteen
- Roulette - Bruce Springsteen
- 30 Days Out - Bruce Springsteen
- 4th Of July Asbury Park - Bruce Springsteen
- Action In The Streets - Bruce Springsteen
- After The Thunder - Bruce Springsteen
- Rosalita - Bruce Springsteen
- Rockaway The Days - Bruce Springsteen
- Ricky Wants A Man Of Her Own - Bruce Springsteen
- Hungry Heart - Bruce Springsteen
- Reason to Believe - Bruce Springsteen
- Real World - Bruce Springsteen
- Randolph Street - Bruce Springsteen
- Radio Nowhere - Bruce Springsteen
- Racing In The Street - Bruce Springsteen
- Prodigal Son - Bruce Springsteen
- Preacher's Daughter - Bruce Springsteen
- Pay Me My Money Down - Bruce Springsteen
- Paradise - Bruce Springsteen
- Outlaw Pete - Bruce Springsteen
- Open All Night - Bruce Springsteen
- Oh Mary Don't You Weep - Bruce Springsteen
- Night - Bruce Springsteen
- Cross My Heart - Bruce Springsteen
- Mrs. Mcgrath - Bruce Springsteen
- Missing - Bruce Springsteen
- Merry Christmas Baby (Baxter, Moore) - Bruce Springsteen
- Meeting Across The River - Bruce Springsteen
- Mary's Place - Bruce Springsteen
- Lost In The Flood - Bruce Springsteen
- Family Song - Bruce Springsteen
- Long Time Comin' - Bruce Springsteen
- Local Hero - Bruce Springsteen
- Livin' In The Future - Bruce Springsteen
- Life Itself - Bruce Springsteen
- Life Is Not What It Is Used To Be - Bruce Springsteen
- Land Of Hope & Dreams - Bruce Springsteen
- Johnny 99 - Bruce Springsteen
- John Henry - Bruce Springsteen
- Jackson Cage - Bruce Springsteen
- It's Hard To Be A Saint In The City - Bruce Springsteen
- Into The Fire - Bruce Springsteen
- Incident On 57th Street - Bruce Springsteen
- In Michigan - Bruce Springsteen
- If I Was The Priest - Bruce Springsteen
- I'm Goin' Down - Bruce Springsteen
- I'll Work For Your Love - Bruce Springsteen
- I Want You - Bruce Springsteen
- I Wanna Be With You - Bruce Springsteen
- Human Touch - Bruce Springsteen
- Highway Patrolman - Bruce Springsteen
- Highway '61 revisited - Bruce Springsteen
- High Hopes - Bruce Springsteen
- Gypsy Woman - Bruce Springsteen
- Girls In Their Summer Clothes - Bruce Springsteen
- Galveston Bay - Bruce Springsteen
- Fun Fun Fun - Bruce Springsteen
- Froggie Went A Courtin' - Bruce Springsteen
- Don't Look Back - Bruce Springsteen
- Frankie - Bruce Springsteen
- Follow That Dream - Bruce Springsteen
- Fire - Bruce Springsteen
- LOOSE CHANGE - Bruce Springsteen
- Fade To Black - Bruce Springsteen
- Downbound Train - Bruce Springsteen
- Evacuation Of The West - Bruce Springsteen
- Empty Sky - Bruce Springsteen
- Elouise - Bruce Springsteen
- Drop On Down And Cover Me - Bruce Springsteen
- Drift Away - Bruce Springsteen
- Dollhouse - Bruce Springsteen
- Detroit Medley - Bruce Springsteen
- Dead Man Walkin' - Bruce Springsteen
- Darlington County - Bruce Springsteen
- Dancing In The Dark - Bruce Springsteen
- Chevrolet Deluxe - Bruce Springsteen
- Candy's Boy - Bruce Springsteen
- Bring On The Night - Bruce Springsteen
- When You're Alone - Bruce Springsteen
- Born To Run - Bruce Springsteen
- Blinded By The Light - Bruce Springsteen
- Be True - Bruce Springsteen
- Ballad Of A Self-loading Pistol - Bruce Springsteen
- Balboa Park - Bruce Springsteen
- 57 Channels - Bruce Springsteen
- Backstreets - Bruce Springsteen
- Over The Rise - Bruce Springsteen
- Atlantic City - Bruce Springsteen
- American Land - Bruce Springsteen
- All the Way Home - Bruce Springsteen
- Creedence Clearwater Revival) - Bruce Springsteen
- All I'm Thinkin' About - Bruce Springsteen
- Bruce Springsteen - Various Artists
Well you don't like, don't like the way I walk
And you don't like, don't like the way I talk
You criticize about me endlessly
Logic defies how you get stuck with me
And you complain about the clothes I wear
And you explain there's other boys out there
You complain my car makes too much noise
And you cry I'm always out with the boys
Whoa whoa (whoa whoa whoa whoa)
I give up little darling (whoa whoa little darling)
Yeah no matter what I do, girl you know it's true
Ain't good enough for you
You complain the way I love you at night
You explain I'm really not your type
If we go out, you say I'm such a bore
If we stay in, you say what are we living for
I don't understand, there's nothing I can do
There ain't no way I can satisfy you
End of the night I lean in for a kiss
Here comes the pitch, a swing and a miss
Whoa whoa whoa whoa (whoa whoa whoa whoa)
I quit little darling (whoa whoa little darling)
Yeah no matter what I do, well you know it's true
Ain't good enough for you, hey!
Hey!
(Come on boys!)
Whoa whoa whoa whoa (whoa whoa whoa whoa)
Hey hey little darling (whoa whoa little darling)
No matter what I do, girl you know it's true
Ain't good enough for you
I tried to change, I got a job in sales
I bought a shirt uptown in Bloomindales
And babe I tried to make the latest scene
Hitting cool just like Jimmy Iovine
I bought a record with all the latest grooves
A book of love with all the latest moves
I bought some flowers and I waited at your door
And you came out, didn't want to see me no more
Whoa whoa whoa (whoa whoa whoa whoa)
I quit little darling (whoa whoa little darling)
Yeah no matter what I do, girl you know it's true
Ain't good enough for you
Hey! Hey! Hey!
No matter what I do, girl you know it's true
Ain't good enough for you
Aww no matter what I do, girl you know it's true
Ain't good enough for you
Well, the river runs through this valley
Combing deep and black [?]
Coming like a tombstone's
Shadows across my back
Trouble River
Six foot high and risin'
Trouble River
I can't keep from cryin'
Woke up last night a'shakin'
Shakin' from a dream
All I seen was smilin' faces
Starin' back at me
Trouble River
Six foot high and risin'
Trouble River
I can't keep from cryin'
Snakes crawling in the house
I'm stuck in muddy ground
Tonight I'm gonna shed this skin
Cause water's risin' and I goin' down to
Trouble River
Six foot high and risin'
Trouble River
I can't keep from cryin'
Down at the court house they're ringin' the flag down
Long black line of cars snakin' slow through town
Red sheets snappin' on the line
With this ring will you be mine
The fuse is burning
Shut out the lights
The fuse is burning
Come on let me do you right
Trees on fire with the first fall's frost
Long black line in front of Holy Cross
Blood moon risin' in a sky of black dust
Tell me Baby who do you trust?
The fuse is burning
Shut out the lights
The fuse is burning
Come on let me do you right
Tires on the highway hissin' that something's coming
You can feel the wires in the tree tops hummin'
Devil's on the horizon line
Your skin and I'm alive
Quiet afternoon in the empty house
On the edge of the bed you slip off your blouse
The room is burning with the noon sun
Your bittersweet taste on my tongue
The fuse is burning
Shut out the lights
The fuse is burning
The night rushes in through the door
Kids running across the floor
Those guys aim it'll tear this town down
And blow it into the sea
Man that's alright with me
'Cause I don't care anymore
She, she who is everything
The fever that she brings
She's got everything
And I've got caught
Wasting my life so bad
Just looking for the facts
Sometimes I
Feel like I'm walking dazed
The blood rushes in my veins
I can hear it flow
She lives in a world of dreams come true
But she don't know like I do
Not like I do
'Cause I was nothing
Over and over again
Alone when the nights roll in, without her
She's a miracle in diamond rings
She has men who bring her anything she wants
But they don't see
That what she wants is me
Oh and I want her so
I'll never let her go
Me, walking in the room
Alone when the nights roll in
Without her, without her, without her
The moonlight dances on her faceI got my lips ? ? ? ? I’m living the life of a lieIt was for me, for me that she diedThat’s what you get for loving me (repeated 4 times)? ? ? ? [whole line unintelligible]True love, unhappinessI fall down on my knees and I cryIt’s my way of saying goodbyeThat’s what you get for loving me (repeated 5 times)The moonlight is ? ? on the ? ? ? As I ? ? ? (into my? ) headAnd i, I’m gonna cryIt’s my way of saying goodbyeThat’s what you get for loving me (repeat to fade)
Do you like good music ? Sweet soul music ? How must I strike herSometimeOh yeahSpotlight out on this ringSing and laugh-laugh-laughSing and laugh-laugh-laughTonightOh yeahSpotlight on the big manDon’t he look great ? He lost a lot of weightOh yeah, oh yeahSpotlight on you nowYou sure look fineMoving down the lineCome onYeah yeahSpotlight on me nowI sure look goodFeeling so fine nowThat’s rightOh yeahSpotlight on the band nowSure rocking fine youWorking on that line youCome on come onYeah yeah
Well I found a little girl and I settled down
In a pretty little house in a pretty little town
We got married and promised never to part
Then little by little we drifted from each other's heart
Now I'm drivin' a stolen car on a pitch-black night
And I'm doin' my best to make it through
Well I'm just sittin' down here at the Stanton light
I wanna get caught but I never do
At first I thought it was just restlessness
That would fade as time went by and our love grew deep
But in the end it was something more, I guess
That tore us apart and made us weep
And I'm driving a stolen car waitin' on that little red light
I keep tellin' myself everything's gonna be alright
But I ride by night and I travel in fear
That in this darkness I might just disappear
She asked if I remembered the letters I wrote
When our love was young and we were bold
She said last night she read those letters
And they made her feel a hundred years old
There's a river that runs by that little town
Down into the sea
It was there in the shade I laid my body down
As she flowed on so effortlessly
Now there's a party tonight out at County Line
There'll be dancing down at Seven Trees
From these banks I can see those party lights shine
Mayby she's there, mayby she's looking for me
Last night I dreamed I made the call
I swore to return and stay forever
Once again we stood on the wedding steps at Victory Hall
And walked arm in arm through the chapel door
I can remember how good I felt inside
When the preacher said 'Son, you may kiss the bride'
But as I leaned over to touch here pretty lipps
I felt itt all slip away through my fingertips
And I'm driving a stolen car through a pitch-black night
I keep tellin' myself everything's gonna be alright
But I ride by night and I travel in fear
No matter what I do or wher I drive
Nobody ever sees me when I ride by
Tweeter and the monkey man were hard up for cash,
They stayed up all night selling cocaine and hash,
To an undercover cop who had a sister named jan.
For reasons unexplained she loved the monkey man.
Tweeter was a boy scout ’fore she went to vietnam,
And found out the hard way, nobody gives a damn.
They knew that they found freedom just across the jersey line,
So they hopped into a stolen car, took highway 99.
And the walls came down,
All the way to hell.
Never saw them when they’re standing,
Never saw them when they fell.
The undercover cop never liked the monkey man,
Even back in childhood he wanted to see him in the can.
Jan got married at fourteen to a racketeer named bill,
She made secret calls to the monkey man from a mansion on the hill.
It was out on thunder road, tweeter at the wheel,
They crashed into paradise, they could hear them tires squeal.
The undercover cop pulled up and said "everyone of you’s a liar,
If you don’t surrender now it’s gonna go down to the wire."
And the walls came down,
All the way to hell.
Never saw them when they’re standing,
Never saw them when they fell.
An ambulance rolled up, a state-trooper close behind,
Tweeter took his gun away and messed up his mind.
The undercover cop was left tied up to a tree,
Near the souvenir stand, by the old abandoned factory.
Next day the undercover cop was hot in pursuit,
He was taking the whole thing personal, he didn’t care about the loot.
Jan had told him many times, "it was you to me who taught
In jersey anything’s legal, as long as you don’t get caught".
And the walls came down,
All the way to hell.
Never saw them when they’re standing,
Never saw them when they fell.
Some place by rahwey prison they ran out of gas,
The undercover cop had cornered them, said,
"boy you didn’t think this could last? "
Jan jumped out of bed, said, "there’s someplace I gotta go".
She took the gun out of the drawer, said, "it’s best that you don’t know".
The undercover cop was found face down in a field,
The monkey man was on the river bridge, using tweeter as a shield.
Jan said to the monkey man, "i’m not fooled by tweeter’s curl,
I knew him long before he became a jersey girl."
And the walls came down,
All the way to hell.
Never saw them when they’re standing,
Never saw them when they fell.
Now the town of jersey city is quieting down again,
I’m sitting in a gambling club called the lion’s den.
The tv set was blown up, every bit of it is gone,
Ever since the nightly news showed that the monkey man was on.
I guess I’ll go to florida and get myself some sun,
There ain’t no more opportunity here, everything’s been done.
Sometimes I think of tweeter, sometimes I think of jan,
Sometimes I don’t think about nothing but the monkey man.
And the walls came down,
All the way to hell.
Never saw them when they’re standing,
Never saw them when they fell.
You'd better watch out, you'd better not cry
You'd better not pout, I'm telling you why
Santa Claus is coming to town
Santa Claus is coming to town
Santa Claus is coming to town
He's making a list, he's checkin' it twice
He's gonna find out whose daughter you're nice
Santa Claus is coming to town
Santa Claus is coming to town
Santa Claus is coming to town
He sees you when you're sleeping
He knows if you're awake
He knows if you've been bad or good
(so you'd) better be good for goodness sake
Better be good for goodness sake
You'd better watch out, you'd better not cry
You'd better not pout, I'm telling you why
Santa Claus is coming to town
Santa Claus is coming to town
Santa Claus is coming to town
He sees you when you're sleeping
He knows if you're awake
He knows if you've been bad or good
(so you'd) better be good for goodness sake
Better be good for goodness sake
You'd better watch out, you'd better not cry
You'd better not pout, I'm telling you why
Santa Claus is coming to town
Santa Claus is coming to town
Santa Claus is coming to town
(released on a 45rpm)
You’d better watch out, you’d better not cry
You’d better not pout, I’m telling you why
Santa claus is coming to town
Santa claus is coming to town
Santa claus is coming to town
He’s making a list, he’s checkin’ it twice
He’s gonna find out whose daughter you’re nice
Santa claus is coming to town
Santa claus is coming to town
Santa claus is coming to town
He sees you when you’re sleeping
He knows if you’re awake
He knows if you’ve been bad or good
(so you’d) better be good for goodness sake
Better be good for goodness sake
You’d better watch out, you’d better not cry
You’d better not pout, I’m telling you why
Santa claus is coming to town
Santa claus is coming to town
Santa claus is coming to town
He sees you when you’re sleeping
He knows if you’re awake
He knows if you’ve been bad or good
(so you’d) better be good for goodness sake
Better be good for goodness sake
You’d better watch out, you’d better not cry
You’d better not pout, I’m telling you why
Santa claus is coming to town
Santa claus is coming to town
Santa claus is coming to town
(released on a 45rpm)
Every day here you come walking
I hold my tongue, I don't do much talking
You say you're happy and you're doin' fine Well go ahead, baby, I got plenty of time
Sad eyes never lie
Sad eyes never lie
Well for a while I've been watching you steady
Ain't gonna move 'til you're good and ready
You show up and then you shy away
But I know pretty soon you'll be walkin' this way
Sad eyes never lie
Sad eyes never lie
Baby don't you know I don't care
Don't you know that I've been there
Well if something in the air feels a little unkind
Don't worry darling, it'll slip your mind
I know you think you'd never be mine
Well that's okay, baby, I don't mind
That shy smile's sweet, that's a fact
Go ahead, I don't mind the act
Here you come all dressed up for a date
Well one more step and it'll be too late
Blue blue ribbon in your hair
Like you're so sure I'll be standing here
Spread out now Rosie doctor come cut loose her mama's reins
You know playin' blind man's bluff is a little baby's game
You pick up Little Dynamite I'm gonna pick up Little Gun
And together we're gonna go out tonight and make that highway run
You don't have to call me lieutenant Rosie and I don't want to be your son
The only lover I'm ever gonna need's your soft sweet little girl's tongue and
Rosie you're the one
Dynamite's in the belfry playin' with the bats
Little Gun's downtown in front of Woolworth's tryin' out his attitude on all the cats
Papa's on the corner waitin' for the bus
Mama she's home in the window waitin' up for us
She'll be there in that chair when they wrestle her upstairs 'cause you know we ain't gonna come
I ain't here for business, I'm only here for fun
Rosalita jump a little lighter, senorita come sit by my fire
I just want to be your lover ain't no liar, Rosalita you're my stone desire
Jack the Rabbit and Weak Knees Willie you know they're gonna be there
Ah sloppy Sue and Big Bones Billie they'll be comin' up for air
We're gonna play some pool skip some school act real cool
Stay out all night it's gonna feel alright
Rosie come out tonight, Rosie come out tonight
Windows are for cheaters chimneys for the poor
Closets are for hangers winners use the door
Rosalita jump a little...
Now I know your mama she don't like me 'cause I play in a rock and roll band
And I know your daddy he don't dig me but he never did understand
Papa lowered the boom he locked you in your room
I'm comin' to lend a hand
I'm comin' to liberate you confiscate you I want to be your man
Someday we'll look back on this and it will all seem funny
But now you're sad your mama's mad
And your papa says he knows that I don't have any money
Tell him this is last chance to get his daughter in a fine romance
Because a record company Rosie just gave me a big advance
My tires were slashed and I almost crashed but the Lord had mercy
My machine she's a dud out stuck in the mud somewhere in the swamps of Jersey
Hold on tight stay up all night 'cause Rosie I'm comin' on strong
By the time we meet the morning light I will hold you in my arms
I know a pretty little place in Southern California down San Diego way
There's a little cafe where they play guitars all night and day
You can hear them in the back room strummin'
So hold tight baby 'cause don't you know daddy's comin'
Rosalita jump a little...
Rhiannon rings like a bell thru the night
and wouldn't you love to love her?
she rules her life like a bird in flight
and who will be her lover?
all your life you've never seen
a woman , taken by the wind
would you stay if she promised you heaven?
will you ever win.........?
CHORUS: Rhiannon......
Rhiannon......
Rhiannon......
she is like a cat in the dark
and then she is the darkness
she rules her life like a fine skylark
and when the sky is starless
all your life you've never seen
a woman..taken by the wind...
would you stay if she promised you heaven?
will you ever win.....?
will you ever win.....?
CHORUS:
Rhiannon......
Rhiannon......
Rhiannon......
Dreams unwind
Love's a state of mind
I've been working real hard, trying to get my hands clean,
Tonight we'll drive that dusty road from
Monroe to Angeline,
To buy you a gold ring and pretty dress of blue,
Baby just one kiss will get these things for you,
A kiss to seal our fate tonight,
A kiss to prove it all night.
(Chorus)
Prove it all night,
Girl there's nothing else that we can do,
Sp prove it all night, prove it all night,
And girl I'll prove it all night for you.
Everybody's got a hunger, a hunger they
can't resist,
There's so much that you want, you
deserve much more than this,
But if dreams came true, oh, wouldn't that
be nice,
But this ain't no dream we're living
through tonight,
Girl, you want it, you take it, you pay the price.
(Chorus)
Prove it all night, prove it all night girl and
call the bluff,
prove it all night, prove it all night and girl,
I prove it all night for your love.
Baby, tie your hair back in a long white bow,
Meet me in the fields out behind the dynamo,
You hear the voices telling you not to go,
They made their choices and they'll never know,
What it means to steal, to cheat, to lie,
What it's like to live and die.
(Chorus)
It was Christmas eve, I was standing in the parking lot of 'Fabulous Girls - Nude, Nude, Nude'
In the car next to me there was a young lady givin' a blow job to a man in a Santa Claus suit
His beard was crooked, his hat askew embarrassed, I turned to go
When from the back seat of the mazda I heard somebody shout 'oh, baby, don't stop'
And a merry 'ho ho ho'
Well I walked inside, I ordered a beer and a double shot of whiskey and in three minutes I
had fallen in love
The DJ announced, 'Ladies and gentlemen, from Fort Worth, Texas - lady Godiva' and I sat
and worshipped 'neath the angel above
At the end of her set she brushed her hair came and sat on the stool to my right and said 'will
you buy me a drink?'
My heart beat fast, my trousers grew tight and wittily I replied 'uhh....'
She showed me a picture of her kid, said during the day she's an art student
She dances six nights a week for slobs and idiots like this, of course, present company excluded
On Donner, on Dancer, on Comet, on Blitzen
I'm lost in the valley of the Supervixens
Worshippin' at the feet of the goddess above
I'm a pilgrim in the temple of love,
Ma just a pilgrim in the temple of love
Well, then Santa came stumblin' in
and somebody shouted 'hey Santa, where're your elves?'
He sat down on the stool to my left and the bartender took a vodka bottle off the shelf
He asked if mrs. Claus had called, to tell her he worked the late shift at the mall and he was
sorry, but he just got through
I turned and I asked him 'how's the kids this year, Santa?'
Beneath his breath he whispered 'a merry fuck you'
Well, then the owner came over and
he was a short fat ugly guy with a
funny kind of pushed-in face
He shook my hand and said it was the
first time they ever had a superstar in this place
Lady Godiva bought me a few drinks and words came out
of my mouth what they were I
couldn't guess
But it was something about showgirls, lapdancing,
Motley Crew, you can guess the rest
On Donner, on Dancer, on Comet, on Blitzen
I'm lost in the valley of the Supervixens
Worshippin' at the feet of the goddess above
I'm a pilgrim in the temple of love,
Ma just a pilgrim in the temple of love
Well, I walked outside, snow was fallin',
I had some toys to put together, it was Christmas time
Santa followed me into the parking lot and threw up
on the hood of the car next to mine
I gave him my hankerchief, pulled out onto the highway and as I sat at the light
I swear I saw a sleigh with a dozen reindeer pull out of the parking lot
And cut across to the mall and a voice shouted,
'Merry Christmas to all, you assholes, and a good fuckin' night'
On Donner, on Dancer, on Comet, on Blitzen
I'm lost in the valley of the Supervixens
Worshippin' at the feet of the goddess above
I'm a pilgrim in the temple of love,
Ma just a pilgrim in the temple of love
We busted out of class had to get away from those fools
We learned more from a three-minute record than we ever learned in school
Tonight I heart the neighborhood drummer sound
I can feel my heart begin to pound
You say you're tired and you just want to close your eyes and follow your dreams down
We made a promise we swore wed always remember
No retreat, believe me, no surrender
Like soldiers in the winters night with a vow to defend
No retreat, believe me, no surrender
Now young faces grow sad and old and hearts of fire grow cold
We swore blood brothers against the wind
Im ready to grow young again
And hear your sisters voice calling us home across the open yards
Believin we could cut someplace of our own
With these drums and these guitars
We made a promise we swore wed always remember
No retreat, believe me, no surrender
Blood brothers in the stormy night with a vow to defend
No retreat, believe me, no surrender
Now on the street tonight the lights grow dim
The walls of my room are closing in
But it's good to see your smiling face and to hear your voice again
We could sleep in the twilight by the river side
With a wide open country in our hearts
And these romanics dreams in our heads
There's 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!
Come on rise up! Come on rise up!
Now 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
I pray for the faith Lord
with these hands
I 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
I pray for the faith Lord
With these hands
With these hands
I pray for the strength Lord
With these hands
With these hands
Come on rise up!
Come on rise up!
Bring it down, band!
Now , I just came here tonight to say
I just wanna say ...
I just wanna say ...
Merry christmas baby, you surely treat me nice
Merry christmas baby, you surely treat me nice
I feel just like I’m living in paradise
Now listen
Now you see, I feel real good tonight
And I got music on the radio
And I feel good tonight
And I got music on the radio
And I feel just like I wanna kiss you
Underneath my mistle-toe
But now listen
Santa came down chimney, half past three
With lots of nice little presents for my baby and me
Merry christmas baby, you surely treat me nice
And I feel like I’m living, just living in paradise
Come on boys
Well now
Santa came down chimney, half past three
With lots of nice little presents for my baby and me
Merry christmas baby, you surely treat me nice
And I feel like I’m living, just living in paradise
And I just came down to say ... merry christmas baby
I just wanna say ... merry christmas baby
I just wanna say ... merry christmas baby
I just wanna say ... merry christmas baby
And happy new year too
Oh yeah
Play it boys go !
Merry christmas, happy new year
where the creek runs shallow and sandy
the moon swoops over the stars
------- straight into my arms
I'm going to get birth naked and bury my old soul
and dance on it's grave
dance on his grave
It's a long time coming
a long time coming my dear
But now it's here
my daddy was a stranger
lived in a hotel downtown
when I was a kid
he was just somebody I'd see around
somebody I'd see around
It's a long time coming
a long time coming my dear
But now it's here
down below and pulling on my shirt
I got some kids of my own
but if I had one wish kids
that your mistakes would be your own
your sins would be your own
It's a long time coming
a long time coming my dear
But now it's here
I am laying under the arms of Cassiopeia
the sword of Orion sweeps
it's me and you Rosie
crackling like crossed wires
I listen to you breathing in your sleep
the sparks of the fire are left burning
lie 2 kids in sleeping bags
I reach under your shirt and feel your belly
there's another one kicking inside
I promise I ain't going to fuck it up this time
Out where the creek turns shallow and sandy
And the moon comes skimmin' away the stars
When mesquite comes rushin' over the hilltops
Straight into my arms
Straight into my arms
Well I'm ridin' hard carryin' a cache of Rose's
And a fresh map that I made
Tonight I'm gonna give birth naked and bury my old soul
And dance on it's grave
And dance on it's grave
It's been a long time comin', my dear
It's been a long time comin', but now it's here
And now it's here
Well my daddy he was just a stranger
Lived in a hotel downtown
Well when I was a kid he was just somebody
Somebody I'd see around
Somebody I'd see around
Well now down below and pullin' on my shirt
Yeah I've got some kids of my own
Well if I had one wish for you in this god forsaken world kid
It'd be that your mistakes will be your own
That your sins will be your own
It's been a long time comin', my dear
It's been a long time comin', but now it's here
And now it's here
Well out 'neath the arms of Cassiopeia
Where the sword of Orion sweeps
Well it's me and you Rosie cracklin' like crossed wires
You breathin' in your sleep
You breathin' in your sleep
Well there's just a spark of a campfire left burnin'
Two kids in a sleeping bag beside
I reach beneath your shirt put my hands across your belly and feel
Another one kickin' inside
And I ain't gonna fuck it up this time
It's been a long time comin', my dear
It's been a long time comin', but now it's here
It's been a long time comin', my dear
It's been a long time comin', but now it's here
And now it's here
Hey little girl with the red dress on
There's a party tonight down in ...
Yeah and I'm goin' if you need a ride
Come on, come on, let's go tonight
Well baby the dreamers ....
They ride down the streets with death in their eyes
And the new world's defeat, baby, it eats your eyes
Come on, come on, let's go tonight
I said come on, come on, let's go tonight
Well a man ...
And he lost his wife
He walks down the streets babe, with death in his eyes
Well everybody wants heaven
But nobody wants to die
Come on, come on, let's go tonight
Baby, come on, come on, let's go tonight
I said come on, come on, let's go tonight
Dorothy: I was just about to tell you
Laurel:(uh huh)
Dorothy: that I love him I do I love him I love him and I don't care what you think I love him for the man he wants to be and I love him for the man he almost I love him laurel I love him I love him
(Bruce)
She'll let you in her house
If you come knockin' late at night
She'll let you in her mouth
If the words you say are right
If you pay the price
She'll let you deep inside
But there's a secret garden she hides
(Cuba)
you got to be far to her she loves you if you don't love her you got to tell her
(Bruce)
She'll let you in her car
To go drivin' round
She'll let you into the parts of herself
That'll bring you down
She'll let you in her heart if you got a hammer and a vise
But into her secret garden, don't think twice
(Jerry)
what if we got married if I said that would you stay,
(Dorothy)
no no don't do that don't say that unless.
(Bruce)
You've gone a million miles
(Dorothy)
well you can say if you want to
(Bruce)
How far'd you get
(Jerry)
will you marry me
To that place where you can't remember
(Jerry) what are you thinking
(Bruce)
And you can't forget
(Dorothy)
Laurel, we're getting married
(Bruce)
She'll lead you down a path
There'll be tenderness in the air
She'll let you come just far enough
So you know she's really there
She'll look at you and smile
And her eyes will say
She's got a secret garden
Where everything you want
Where everything you need
Will always stay
A million miles away
(Priest)
Do you Jerry Mcguire take this women to be your lawfully wedded wife do you Dorothy boyce (not now sweetheart) take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband
I know pronounce you husband and wife
(Dorothy)
I pretended that proposal by the car was real
and it might have been just a hypothetical I did this and at least I can do something about it now
(Jerry)
So this brake is a brake up (sighs)
(Dorothy)
Come on Jerry you know this isn't easy for me
(Jerry)
OK OK if this is where it has to end if this is where it has to happen I'm not letting you get rid of me how about that I miss my wife I love You You complete me and I just ha...
(Dorothy)
Just shut up just shut up you had me at hello you had me at hello
Grab your ticket and your suitcase
Thunder's rolling down the tracks
You don't know where you're goin'
But you know you won't be back
Darlin' if you're weary
Lay your head upon my chest
We'll take what we can carry
And we'll leave the rest
Big Wheels rolling through fields
Where sunlight streams
Meet me in a land of hope and dreams
I will provide for you
And I'll stand by your side
You'll need a good companion for
This part of the ride
Leave behind your sorrows
Let this day be the last
Tomorrow there'll be sunshine
And all this darkness past
Big wheels roll through fields
Where sunlight streams
Meet me in a land of hope and dreams
This train
Carries saints and sinners
This train
Carries losers and winners
This Train
Carries whores and gamblers
This Train
Carries lost souls
This Train
Dreams will not be thwarted
This Train
Faith will be rewarded
This Train
Hear the steel wheels singin'
This Train
Bells of freedom ringin'
This Train
Carries broken-hearted
This Train
Thieves and sweet souls departed
This Train
Carries fools and kings
This Train
All aboard
This Train
Dreams will not be thwarted
This Train
Faith will be rewarded
This Train
Hear the steel wheels singin'
This Train
Bells of freedom ringin'
The lady keeps the doctor in a place inside her pocket
The circle made her circle like a wheel
The doctor gives a strange love, but the lady she don’t knock it
She’s glad to get a piece of anything
Because the lady needs the medicine ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?
Doctor needs the lady to see
The doctor keeps the lady in a page in a book
On the history of communicable diseases
The lady’s been to school, she lets the doctor play it cool.
He writes the script, she follows his lead.
’cause the doctor writes love story so fine
The lady’s learned to read between the lines
Sometime
The doctor, he takes housecalls where he visits the animals
In their stalls, shoots them full of juice and then goes home.
The lady hits the supermarket where she rides the aisles in a shopping cart
’till she feels she’s played enough of the part to set by ooh,
The lady feels it’s enough to just be good.
But the doctor has his need to be understood.
The doctor feels he’s so abused and the lady feels she’s so unused
And demands the doctor tends her daily parts.
Ooh, but the doctor just can’t do it because so long ago the lady
Blew it, they’re too old now to make another start.
The lady feels the doctor’s made of stone.
The doctor’ heart, it just ain’t fond of ? home?
Well she drew out all her money from the Southern Trust
And put her little boy on the Greyhound Bus
Leaving Memphis with a guitar in his hand
With a one way ticket to the Promised Land
Hey little girl with the red dress on
There's party tonight down in Memphis down
I'll be going down there if you need a ride
The man on the radio says Elvis Presley's died
We drove to Memphis the sky was hard and black
Up over the ridge came a white Cadillac
They drawed out all his money and they laid him in the back
A woman cried from the roadside "Oh he's gone, he's gone"
They found him slumped up against the drain
With a whole lotta trouble running through his veins
Bye bye Johnny
Johnny bye Bye
You didn't have to die
You didn't have to die
(All aboard!
Train I ride...
Sixteen coaches long)
JUST LIKE A WOMAN (Bob Dylan/Bob Dylan)
Nobody feels any pain
Tonight as I stand inside the rain
Everybody knows
That baby has got me closed
But lately I see her ribbons and her bows
Have fallen from her curls
She takes just like a woman, yes she does
She makes love just like a woman, yes she does
And she aches just like a woman
But she breaks just like a little girl
Queen Mary she's my friend
Yes I believe I'll go see her again
Nobody has to guess
That baby can't be blessed
'Till she finally sees
That she's like all the rest
With her fog her amphetamine and her pearls
It was raining from the first
And I was dying there of thirst
So I came in here
And your long time curse hurts
But what's worse
Is this pain in here
I can't stay in here
Ain't it clear that I just can't fit
Yes I believe it's for us to quit
When we meet again introduced as friends
Please don't let on that you knew me when
I was hungry and it was your world
Ah you fake just like a woman, yes you do
You make love just like a woman, yes you do
And you ache just like a woman
But you break just like a little girl
Boom boom boom boom
I wanna shoot you right down
Take you in my arms
I'm in love with you
a love that is true
Boom boom boom boom
I need you right now
I mean right now
I don't mean tomorrow
I mean right now
come on come on
I wanna give it up babe
Shake it up babe
Come on and shake
Shake it up babe
Come on come on shake it up babe
I like the way you walk
I like the way you talk
when you walk that walk
and you talk that talk
you knock me out
right over my feet
Shake it up babe
Come on and shake
Shake it up babe
Come on come on shake it up babe
Boom boom boom boom
I wanna shoot you right down
Take you in my arms
I'm in love with you
a love that is true
Boom boom boom boom
I got no time for the corner boys
Down in the street making all that noise
Or the girls out on the avenue
'Cause tonight I wanna be with you
Tonight I'm gonna take that ride
Across the river to the Jersey side
Take my baby to the carnival
And I'll take her on all the rides
'Cause down the shore everything's all right
You and your baby on a Saturday night
You know all my dreams come true
When I'm walking down the street with you
Sha la la la la la la
Sha la la la la la la la la
Sha la la la la la la
Sha la la la I'm in love with a Jersey girl
You know she thrills me with all her charms
When I'm wrapped up in my baby's arms
My little girl gives me everything
I know that some day she'll wear my ring
So don't bother me man I ain't got no time
I'm on my way to see that girl of mine
'Cause nothing matters in this whole wide world
When you're in love with a Jersey girl
Sha la la la...
I see you on the street and you look so tired
I know that job you got leaves you so uninspired
When I come by to take you out to eat
You're lyin' all dressed up on the bed baby fast asleep
Go in the bathroom and put your makeup on
We're gonna take that little brat of yours and drop her off at your mom's
I know a place where the dancing's free
Now baby won't you come with me
'Cause down the shore everything's all right
You and your baby on a Saturday night
Nothing matters in this whole wide world
When you're in love with a Jersey girl
Well Janey's got a doctor who tears apart her insides.
He investigates her and silently bates her every little sigh.
Oh, he probes with his fingers but he knows her heart only through a stethescope.
Oh, his hands are so old and his instruments so cold
Janey turns him down like dope.
And Janey's got a proctor. From his marble pulpit he smiles.
He provides consolation and an open invitation to confession at any time.
Between the pages of his bible he holds from what Janey he hides.
With her doors open wide she begs "Come inside."
He's too long been content to mess around with the handles on the outside.
And Janey needs a shooter
A shooter like this boy on her side
Janey needs a shooter
Someone who knows her style
And I know her style
Well Janey loved a mechanic who owned a gas station down on Route 9.
Well she took him to bed and I beat my head on *his gas tanks and bled all over his tires.
And then he smashed my car with big tow bar. I got out and asked him why.
He said, "'Cuz with her it's either you or me, and it's gonna be me."
And I watched Janey silently stand by.
Then she flopped with a cop who lived 'round the block.
He'd come peak in my window every night.
Janey's skin would turn pale as the siren he'd wail outside my house all night long when he knew she was inside.
She said his big gun was fun but Janey's small, and sometimes he scared her.
So I held her real close. She was more a saint than a ghost.
And told her I so long had been prepared for her.
And Janey needs a shooter
A shooter just like me on her side
Janey needs a shooter
Somebody who won't let her slide
And I can't let her slide
Woah, stay in here tonight, baby, and I won't let you slide.
I'm stayin' here tonight, woah, Janey, and I won't let you slide.
I'm stayin' here tonight. Baby I'm a-can'(t) let you slide.
JAG VILL VARA DIN MARGARETA
BARA VARA DIN SKA DU VETA
STÅ DÄR VID DIN DÖRR KÄR SOM ALDRIG FÖRR
MEN VÅGAR INTE RINGA
PULSARNA DOM BRÄNNER SÅ HETA
KÄNNER DU SOM JAG MARGARETA
BLICKARNA DU GAV GAV DU DOM SOM SVAR ELLER EJ
INGEN VET DET JAG VET EN HEMLIGHET
NÅGON SOM JAG TYCKER OM HAR GJORT MIG HET
KAN JAG HJÄLPA ATT JAG KÄNNER DET SÅ HÄR
JAG VILL VARA DIN MARGARETA
BARA VARA DIN SKA DU VETA
STÅ DÄR VID DIN DÖRR KÄR SOM ALDRIG FÖRR
MEN VÅGAR INTE RINGA
PULSARNA DOM BRÄNNER SÅ HETA
KÄNNER DU SOM JAG MARGARETA
BLICKARNA DU GAV GAV DU DOM SOM SVAR ELLER EJ
OCH JAG GÅR HEM IGEN MED DIN BUKETT
DET JAG VILL SÄGA DIG ÄR INTE LÄTT
KAN INTE HJÄLPA ATT JAG KÄNNER DET SÅ HÄR
JAG VILL VARA DIN MARGARETA
BARA VARA DIN SKA DU VETA
STÅ DÄR VID DIN DÖRR KÄR SOM ALDRIG FÖRR
MEN VÅGAR INTE RINGA
PULSARNA DOM BRÄNNER SÅ HETA
KÄNNER DU SOM JAG MARGARETA
BLICKARNA DU GAV GAV DU DOM SOM SVAR ELLER EJ
BLICKARNA DU GAV GAV DU DOM SOM SVAR ELLER EJ
BLICKARNA DU GAV GAV DU DOM SOM SVAR ELLER EJ
'Cause I remember in the summertime, me and this friend of mine used to get... used to get his old man's car and we used to, at night, take off down toward the shore, because I lived about twenty miles inland off a beach, and ah... We'd take off down this... this highway, route 33, heading down towards the beach and they... At the time, they wouldn't let us in the bars because we wasn't old enough, we used to... used to park outside on the street, sit on the hood of the car, get the cats to leave the doors open so we could hear the bands blasting out from inside, coming down from the city to play along the shore in the summertime.
And we'd stay there all night until around four o'clock and I'd head home. And I'd get out of the car, and my old man used to lock up the front door so I couldn't come in the front. He used to be sitting in kitchen all night long with the lights out, smoke a cigarette, drinking beer, waiting for me and my sister to come home.
So, I'd make it up on the porch. At first, I'd stand there in the driveway for a while and I'd... didn't have the guts to go in and I could look through the screen door and see the light of his cigarette butt at the table. Finally, I'd slick my hair back real tight and I'd try to make it up to my room. He'd always be calling me to come back and sit down with him in the dark in the kitchen, he'd always be sitting there telling me... asking me what I was doing with myself. And I remember this went on... He used to sit in that kitchen at night as long as I can remember, ever since I was a little kid, with my mom sitting in the front room just... with the TV on, watching TV 'til she fell asleep, got up to go to work the next morning. We'd sit there in the dark talking, and I could always hear his voice. I'd be squinting real hard and I could... I could never make out his face. We'd start talking, just about how things was going in general at first. And then... Pretty soon, he'd get around to asking me where I was getting my money from, what I thought I was doing with myself and how my whole life was turning into a waste. And we'd always end up screaming at each other at around four in the morning. My mother'd end up run... waking up, running in from the front room and try to keep us from fighting with each other. And I'd always end up running out the back door, back out in the street, telling him, screaming at him, telling him how he was going to have to learn to live with it pretty soon, because it was my life and I was going to do what I wanted to do...
It's a hard world to get a break in
Seems like the good things have all been taken
But now I know there's ways to make certain these days
Though I come dressed in rags, I will wear sable someday
Hear what I say
Now I'm gonna ride the serpent
Gonna be no more time spent sweating rent
Hear my command, I'm breaking loose
Though it ain't no use
we're holding me down
For just hanging around
Cause baby (baby)
Remember (remember)
It's my life and I'll do what I want
I know... Know I will someday
Now there were women and their fortunes
And they just want to mother orphans
Are you going to cry when I'm bleeding them dry
taking all I can get with no regrets
When I openly lie and live only money
'Cause you can believe me honey, that there's money out there
And you can believe, you can't be no saint and complain
I'm going to go on out now, and I'm going to take what's mine
Cause baby (baby)
Remember (remember)
It's my life and I'll do what I want
It's my mind and I'll think what I want
Show me I'm wrong
Hurt me sometime
But someday I'll treat you real fine
(It's my life and I'll do what I want)
It's my life
(It's my mind and I'll think what I want)
It's my life
(It's my life and I'll do what I want)
It's my life
(It's my life and I'll think what I want)
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
It's My Life (April 7, 1976, Runners in the Night)
I used to live in a small town -- it was about ten thousand people, and uh... I used to live in this two-family house and at night, my father used to lock up the front door. So me and my sister, we used to come in around through the kitchen. And uh, he'd sit in the kitchen all night with all of the lights out, smoke a cigarette, drink some beer. My mother'd sit in the front room, watch the TV, you know.. If you came in, if you came in around ten or eleven, or even by midnight, it wasn't too bad. But if you came in around.. around two or three, he'd always stop me, want me to sit in the kitchen with him and talk to him about something. He'd start talking to me about what I was doing in school... or if I was looking for a job or something. Pretty soon we'd be arguing and screaming at each other, my mother'd be running in from the front room, try to keep us from fighting with each other and I'd be... I'd end up running back outside the house, running out the door telling him how it was my life, I could do what I want...
It's a hard world to get a break in
All the good things have been taken
But I know there's ways to make certain these days
Though I'm dressed in these rags, I will wear sable someday
Hear what I say I'm going to make for certain
That's there's no more time spent sweatin' rent
Hear my command, I'm breaking loose
There ain't no use in holding me down
Or sticking around
Now, baby (baby)
Remember (remember)
It's my life and I'll do what I want
It's my mind and I'll think what I want
Show me I'm wrong
Hurt me sometime
Someday I'll treat you real fine
I know, I know, I know...
I just know...
There'll be women with their fortunes
Who just want to mother orphans
Are you going to cry when I'm bleeding them dry?
Taking all I can get with no regrets
When I openly lie and live only money
'Cause you can believe me honey, there's money out there
And you can believe that I ain't no saint to complain
So go on out now, go on now, and take what's mine
'Cause baby (baby)
remember (remember)
It's my life and I'll do what I want
It's my mind and I'll think what I want
Show me I'm wrong
Hurt me sometime
Someday I'll treat you real fine
Don't push me!
It's my life and I'll do what I want
I'll do what I want!
It's my mind and I'll think what I want
It's my life!
It's my life and I'll do what I want
I know!
It's my mind and I'll think what I want
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
It's My Life (August 1, 1976, First Rendezvous in Red Bank)
I used to live in this two family house, on this main road used to go through town. Yeah, I know. My mom used to work downtown at some office building as a secretary. And my pop, he was a... he was a guard down at the jail sometimes. A lot of times, he'd just stay home. And when he'd be home, I remember, (???), he used to shut off all the lights in the house and just sit in the kitchen, drink his beer, smoke a cigarette. In the wintertime sometimes, he'd leave the gas stove on so that it got real hot in there and shut all the doors. My mom used to sit in the front room, watch TV all night. And I'd go out.
And if you came... If me and my sister if we came in... if we came in around ten or eleven, it was never too bad. But if we came in late, I knew my pop was sitting there waiting for me, sitting there in the dark for hours. And it put me and I tried to... tried to make it through the kitchen and run to make it up to my room. And just as I was, just as I was about through, he'd end up calling my name, tell me to sit down and talk to him for a little while. And we'd sit there in the dark. And meanwhile I could always hear his voice, but I could never see his face though...
We'd talk about mostly nothing, what I was doing in school, and how I could join the army. Start asking what I thought I was doing with myself and where I was getting my money from, and all of a sudden, you're no good. And pretty soon, we'd start screaming at each other. And my mom would be coming in from the front room keeping us from fighting each other. And I'd be running out the back door, telling him that it was my life, I could do what I wanted to do...
It's a hard world to get a break in
All the good things have been taken
But I know there's ways to make certain these days
Though I come dressed in rags, I will wear sable someday
Hear what I say I'm going to make for certain
That's there's no more time spent sweatin' rent
Hear my command, I'm breaking loose
There ain't no use in holding me down
Or sticking 'round
Cause, baby (baby)
Remember (remember)
It's my life and I'll do what I want
It's my mind and I'll think what I want
Show me I'm wrong
Hurt me sometime
Someday I'll treat you real fine
I know, I know, I know...
I just know...
There'll be women with their fortunes
Who just want to mother orphans
Are you going to cry when I'm bleeding them dry?
Taking all I can get with no regrets
When I openly lie and live only money
'Cause you can believe me honey, that there's money out there
And you can believe that I ain't no saint to complain
And I'm going to go on out now, and get what's mine
Baby (baby)
remember (remember)
It's my life and I'll do what I want
It's my mind and I'll think what I want
Show me I'm wrong
Hurt me sometime
Someday I'll treat you real fine
Don't push me!
It's my life and I'll do what I want
Do what I want!
It's my mind and I'll think what I want
It's my life!
It's my life and I'll do what I want
Do what I want, girl!
It's my mind and I'll think what I want
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
It's my Life (November 4, 1976, We Gotta Get Out of this Place)
I grew up in this small town about twenty miles... twenty miles in.. inland. I remember I was in this dumpy two-story, two-family house next door to this gas station. And... And my mom, she... she was a secretary, and she worked downtown. And my pop... I remember she, she married my pop as soon as he got out of the army. They got married, and she took that job. And my father, he worked a lot of different places. He worked in a rug mill for a while, he drove a cab for a while and... worked... he was a guard down at the jail for a while. I can remember when he worked down there, he used to always come home real pissed off, drunk, sit in the kitchen. At night, nine o'clock, he used to shut off all the lights, every light in the house, and he used to get real pissed off if me or my sister turned any of them on. And he'd sit in the kitchen with a six-pack, a cigarette. And mom, she'd set her hair and she... she would come downstairs and just turn on the TV, and sit in the chair, watch TV 'til she fell asleep. And she'd get up the next morning and go to work again. And my pop, sometimes he went to bed, sometimes he didn't. Sometimes he got up, sometimes he didn't get up. And... And I used to sleep upstairs. And I used to pull, in the summertime, when the weather got hot, I used to drag my mattress out the window and sleep on the roof next door to the gas station. And I'd watch these different guys... The station closed up at one, and these guys, they'd be pulling in and pulling out all night long. They'd be meeting people there, they'd be ripping off down the highway. And as soon as I hit sixteen, me and my buddy, we got this car and we started taking off. We used to take off down to the beach sleep under the... sleep on top of the beach houses. We used to spin up to the city, and just walk around the streets all night long 'til the cops catch us at Port Authority, call our pops. My pop, he'd never come and get me, I remember, he always sent my mother. Everytime I got in trouble, my mother'd come down, she'd always say 'your father, he don't even want to come.' And... And I used to always have to go back home and when I... And I'd stand there in that driveway, afraid to go in the house and I could see through the screen door, could see the light on my pop's cigarette, and I can remember I just couldn't wait until I was old enough to take him out once. But... I used to slick my hair back real tight, so he couldn't tell how long it was getting, and try to sneak through the kitchen. But the old man, he'd catch every night and he'd drag me back into that kitchen, he'd make me sit down at that table in the dark, and he would sit there telling me, and in the wintertime, he used to... he used to turn on the gas stove so, and close all the doors, so it got real hot in there. And I remember just sitting in the dark, him telling me... and telling me, telling me, telling me. And I could always hear that voice. No matter how long I sat there, I could never ever see his face.
We'd start talking about nothing much, how I was doing... Pretty soon, he asked me what I thought I was doing with myself. And we'd always end up screaming at each other. My mother, she'd always end up running in from the front room crying, and trying to pull him off me, try to keep us from fighting with each other. And I'd always end up... I'd always end up running out the back door and pulling away from him. Pulling away from him, running down the driveway screaming at him, telling him, telling him, telling him, how it was my life and I was going to do what I wanted to do...
It's a hard world to get a break in
All the good things have been taken
But I know there's ways to make certain these days
Though I come dressed in rags, I will wear sable, Sable!, someday
Someday...
Hear what I say
Man, I'm going to make for certain
Ain't gonna be no more of my time spent sweatin' rent
Hear my command, I'm cutting loose
It ain't no use in trying to hold me down
Or sticking 'round
Cause, baby (baby)
Remember (remember)
It's my life and I'll do what I want
It's my mind and I'll think what I want
Show me I'm wrong
Hurt me sometime
Someday I'll treat you real fine
I will!
Girl, I will... I will, god I know it... I will...
Yeah...
There's women, who likes a-paying the rent, and their fortunes
And they'll just want to mother orphans
Are you going to cry when I'm bleeding them dry?
Taking all I can get with no regrets
When I, When I openly lie and live only money
'Cause you can believe me, that there's money out there
And you can believe you can't be no saint and complain
And I'm going to go on out, now!, and take what's mine
And baby (baby)
remember (remember)
It's my life and I'll do what I want
It's my mind and I'll think what I want
Show me I'm wrong
Hurt me sometime
Someday I'll treat you real fine
(It's my life and I'll do what I want)
It's my life!
(It's my mind and I'll think what I want)
Think what I want!
(It's my life and I'll do what I want)
Don't you push me!
(It's my mind) my life! (and I'll think what I want)
All right!
It's my life!
Well Papa go to bed now it's getting late
Nothing we can say is gonna change anything now
I'll be leaving in the morning from St. Mary's Gate
We wouldn't change this thing even if we could somehow
'Cause the darkness of this house has got the best of us
There's a darkness in this town that's got us too
But they can't touch me now and you can't touch me now
They ain't gonna do to me what I watched them do to you
So say goodbye it's Independence Day
It's Independence Day all down the line
Just say goodbye it's Independence Day
It's Independence Day this time
Now I don't know what it always was with us
We chose the words and yeah we drew the lines
There was just no way this house could hold the two of us
I guess that we were just too much of the same kind
Well say goodbye it's Independence Day
All boys must run away come Independence Day
So say goodbye it's Independence Day
All men must make their way come Independence Day
Now the rooms are all empty down at Frankie's joint
And the highway she's deserted down to Breaker's Point
There's a lot of people leaving town now
Leaving their friends their homes
At night they walk that dark and dusty highway all alone
Well Papa go to bed now it's getting late
Nothing we can say can change anything now
Because there's just different people coming down here now
And they see things in different ways
And soon everything we've known will just be swept away
So say goodbye it's Independence Day
Papa now I know the things you wanted that you could not say
But won't you just say goodbye it's Independence Day
I swear I never meant to take those things away
Verse 1:
I worked hard, baby, night and day
The things I had somebody took away
They took away everything I earned
But there's one lesson that'a I have learned
Chorus:
You got to hold on, little girl, to what you've got (4X)
Verse 2:
I been pushed and I been knocked down
But I picked myself right back up off the ground
And baby there's one thing that I have found
Fighting's the only way's to stand your ground
Chorus:
You got to hold on, little girl, to what you've got (4X)
Bridge:
I've been used, I've been abused
I've had, baby, my regrets
I've been lost, I paid the cost
But there's one thing I ain't gonna forget
Verse 3:
I've heard some hard lines, I've seen some cryin' times
Bad luck and trouble they been friends of mine
Got to stand straight and stare right at your face (fate?)
And play it hard before it's too late
Chorus:
You got to hold on, little girl, to what you've got (8X)
Since my baby left meI found a new place to dwellDown at the end of lonely street at heartbreak hotelI get so lonely babyI get so lonelyI get so lonely I could dieAlthough it’s always crowdedI still can find some roomWhere those broken hearted loversCry away their gloom, oh!I get so lonelyI get so lonelyGet so lonely I could dieBellhop’s tears keep flowingDesk clerk dressed in blackThey been so long on lonely streetThey ain’t never comin’ backI get so lonelyI get so lonelyGet so lonely I could dieIf your baby leaves youAnd you have a tale to tellJust take a walkDown lonely street to heartbreak hotelI get so lonely babyI get so lonelyI get so lonely I could die
We bow our hearts
We bend our knees
Oh spirt come make us humble.
We turn our eyes
From evil things
Oh Lord we cast down our idols
So give us clean hands,
give us pure hearts,
let us not lift our souls to another.
So give us clean hands,
give us pure hearts,
let us not lift our souls to another.
Oh God let us be,
a generation that seeks,
seeks Your face,
Oh God of Jacob
(2x)
(woargh = aend-of-backstreets type full throated growl)
Yeah girl
Now won’t you come on out tonight
Girl, where the stars will shine real bright
Well I gotta get that feeling
Yeah I wanna get that feeling
Woargh* back again
Yeah, back again tonight
There’s something in the air
Tonight
Ain’t got money but I don’t care
I gotta get that feeling
I wanna get that feeling
And before the night is through
You’re gonna get that feeling too
Hold me in your arms and baby take everything
Let the light shine, and if we (dare to ? ? ? )...
Yeah,yeah,yeah tonight
Well there’s something in the air,
And tonight, yeah, we ain’t got money but I don’t care
We gotta get that feeling
Yeah, we gotta get that feeling
Woargh* back again
Wooooaaaaarrrrggghh
(di-di-di-di-da-woooahs to fade)
Where the road is dark
And the seat is soaked
Where the gun is cocked
And the bullet’s cold
Where the miles are marked in blood and gold
I’ll meet you further on up the road
Got on my dead man’s suit
And my smilin’ skull ring
My lucky graveyard boots
And a song to sing
I got a song to sing, keep me out of the cold
And I’ll meet you further on up the road
Further on up the road
Further on up the road
Where the way is dark
And the night is cold
But one sunny morning we’ll rise, I know
And I’ll meet you further on up the road
Well I been out in the desert
Was doin’ my time
Searching through the dust
Looking for a sign
If there’s a light up ahead
Well, buddy, I don’t know
But I got this fever
Burning in my soul
So let’s take the good times as they come
And I’ll meet you further on up the road
Further on up the road
Further on up the road
Where the way is dark
And the night is cold
One sunny morning we’ll rise, I know
And I’ll meet you further on up the road
One sunny morning we’ll rise, I know
And I’ll meet you further on up the road
Yeah I’ll meet you further on up the road
Well I’ll meet you further on up the road
Well ya know when you're young,
There's such a distance between you and your family.
Just Can't see things from the same point of view.
Papa wants a lawyer and mama she wants an author,
and all you want is for them to want you.
Well, I saw lot of bad signs and we had some real bad timesback on the east coast.
And I guess you could say it took California to bring us close.
There was a lot of hard livin' and some stone cold women on the east coast.
and I saw my papa turn away when I need him the most.
and California, she's an angel.
Lo, so heavenly dressed
and the Pacific she's a woman
The Lord must have loved her best.
I got a California rainbow to come give them thunder clouds a rest
and the mountain is my friend now, she put me to her test
well you know every father has dreams and schemes fo his own kid.
And dreaming it ain't been declaired no capital crime
But I just hope when I grow up to have my own kids
I'll love them all I can and let 'em make their own minds
Now you know how a mother can hold the son through understanding.
And my father he once held me close by crying.
Whoa, and my mama's love it don't ever leave me standing.
And papa's love it just leaves me smiling.
Whoa, and my mama she's a rainbow,
gotta see hen on Sunday when she's dressed
Whoa, and my papa he's a good man, he gives me and mama his best.
Whoa, my mama she's a rainbow, come to give them thunder clouds a rest.
And my family is my friend now California put us through her test.
Well you know when you're young there's such a distance between you and your family
You just can't see things from the same point of view
Papa wants a lawyer and mama she wants an author
And all you want is for them to want you
Well, I saw lot of bad signs and we had some real bad times back on the east coast.
And I guess you could say it took California to bring us close
There was a lot of hard livin' and some stone cold women on the east coast
And I saw my papa turn away when I need him most
And California, she's an angel oh so heavenly dressed
And the Pacific she's a woman The Lord must have loved her best
I've got a California rainbow come give them thunder clouds a rest
Oh and the mountain is my friend now, she put me to her test
Well you know every father has dreams and schemes for his own kid
And dreaming it ain't been declaired no capital crime
But I just hope when I grow up to have my own kids
That I'll love them all I can and let 'em make their own minds
Now you know how a mother can hold the son through understanding
And my father he once held me close by crying
Whoa, and my mama's love it don't ever leave me standing
And papa's love it just leaves me smiling
Whoa, and my mama she's a rainbow,
gotta see hen on Sunday when she's dressed
Whoa, and my papa he's a good man, he gives me and mama his best
Whoa, my mama she's a rainbow, come to give them thunder clouds a rest
And my family is my friend now California put us through her test
I had a friend was a big baseball player
back in high school
He could throw that speedball by you
Make you look like a fool boy
Saw him the other night at this roadside bar
I was walking in, he was walking out
We went back inside sat down had a few drinks
but all he kept talking about was
Chorus:
Glory days well they'll pass you by
Glory days in the wink of a young girl's eye
Glory days, glory days
Well there's a girl that lives up the block
back in school she could turn all the boy's heads
Sometimes on a Friday I'll stop by
and have a few drinks after she put her kids to bed
Her and her husband Bobby well they split up
I guess it's two years gone by now
We just sit around talking about the old times,
she says when she feels like crying
she starts laughing thinking about
Chorus
My old man worked 20 years on the line
and they let him go
Now everywhere he goes out looking for work
they just tell him that he's too old
I was 9 nine years old and he was working at the
Metuchen Ford plant assembly line
Now he just sits on a stool down at the Legion hall
but I can tell what's on his mind
Glory days yeah goin back
Glory days aw he ain't never had
Glory days, glory days
Now I think I'm going down to the well tonight
and I'm going to drink till I get my fill
And I hope when I get old I don't sit around thinking about it
but I probably will
Yeah, just sitting back trying to recapture
a little of the glory of, well time slips away
and leaves you with nothing mister but
boring stories of glory days
Chorus (repeat twice)
assorted all rights, oh yeahs, come on nows, hoots, etc til fade
They caught Bobby by Lakefoot Road
Saying how the story gets told
(2nd verse unintelligible)
Everybody's looking for somebody
Everybody's looking
Everybody's looking
It was on the day the cowboys were abandoned from the ranch
Middle touch world as a master
They rode their ponies down in the cities of gold
To leave them for ever after
Now the sun was swollen red and old
The earth it was windy, dark and cold
Were the highway ends the desert takes its toll
Sodusty, red and angry
It was a time when men died out on the praire
From not having a decent friend
At nights the ghosts to the more of riders
Was a howl in the candid winds
You can here them crying
Good God, I think they're dying
When them rangers down in Dallas
Had all, but given it up and left
And those that hang on hoping
Was trying their best to, to forget
The way those outlaws and desperadoes
Right from the cheapest to the best
Rode in on ponies made of skin and bones
Keep up their rusty guns and went back home
And the governor was sent down from Population Control
And marshall all was past
Riverboat gamblers put their money on faith
For the time for hope they passed
In the cold blue light of the desert night
There was a thousand starry ships
And men came down from still I don't now where
With death on their fingertips
Now there's no more kings in Texas
I swear they rounded up each and everyone
And old Atlanta Canastoga
Reached from the Rocky Mountains into the old dead sun
Now Anna Maria walks the blames alone
The last of a struggling people
She thinks of all those outlaws who wanted to reach for the skies
And got stuck up on a steamboat
Oh, you can hear them crying
Good God, I think they're dying
In the wind you can hear them sighing
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.
Yea, the light on your 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
Well, baby if you can't take the heat, what can I do?
Well, you and your poetry and your boku (?!) world
Behind the face you hide the face of a modern girl
On the other side of the street.
Yea, you've got the look as if you owe the world
Therefore, you go out there and say what you can earn
On the wrong side of the street.
Well, you tire of every day 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 now........... (Guitar Break)
I know the danger that your desire brings
And I know the strangeness that you'll find
Wait and it will seem straighter for you and for me.
Well, turn on the end and baby turn off the lamps
There'll be an end darling to this endless night
On the other side of the street.
Yea, and everyday - well- it just brings the same
You started looking for some very strange new games
On the wrong side of the street.
Well, you and your desires lead to confusion
Well, walk away as I don't follow your illusions
And see, open your eyes and see, girl.
All right..........
Well, what power of God does a nun use to hold up parish priests
And what makes a good cop let go a beautiful theif
Oh, and how does the queen know she got hold that manna honey
Oh and what makes an old woman give a young man all her money
Well late in the night 'neath that pale moonlight the power comes over me
And its all Elouise yeah
I'm Turning Into Elvis (and There's Nothing I Can Do)
...kissed the babysitter. She screamed and I told her it was just the beast in me.
And on my way out of the house I shot out my TV
I went down to the corner luncheonette and said Sally fried peanut butter and banana will do(?)
I'm turning into Elvis and there's nothing I can do
I threw out my wife and family I took off my wedding ring
I told my friends and neighbors to refer to me now as King
I put a chainlink fence around my ranch house and on the gate a sign that reads Graceland II
I'm turning into Elvis and there's nothing I can do
I visited my mama's grave and I headed out to Hollywood and I signed a picture with MGM
I play a rebellious beachboy racecar driver who fucks a nun in the end
In the last scene I whip out my big guitar and show her a little Memphis-style kung-fu
I'm turning into Elvis and there's nothing I can do
But I drove on straight to Vegas and I stopped in the first old stripper bar.
Found me a little hooker that looked just like Ann-Margaret and we rumba'd in my sports car.
Well me and my drinking buddies turned my lovin' home into a frikkin' zoo.
I'm turning into Elvis and there's nothing I can do
Well he came to me last night in a dream looking just like he did in '57.
He said Son that guitar is a wonderful thing but it can be the living devils' friend.
On the other hand there's sex-starved women, millions of dollars, and anything you want to do.
I'm turning into Elvis and there's nothing I can do
I was born saved in heaven
It was nothing like the promised land
Raised in a good christian house
Underneath a good christian hand
I was schooled down and dirty
Signed a note back to town
It was there that the workers slaved all week
Waiting for payday to come around
Break out, come on if you're coming
Cause baby i just can't stay
I want to take out the walls of this joint
I want to blow this town away
Now i ain't into fast livin'
I ain't into dying young
And i ain't looking to be forgiven
For any of the stupid things that i've done
For the ones who once had a notion
A notion it was good to be alive
Feel the spark, the rush of emotion
I want to break out baby tonight
I want to dream, that i got a place
I want to scream in somebody's face
Make it seem, get out of this muddy race
All night long
Well all little kings lose their thrones tonight
All you little pretty things better learn to sleep alone tonight
It was down in the cool dirty living
With the man with the master plan
Some girl who can beg forgiveness
And a ticket to the promised land
Down where they'll tear your guts out
Making out what you're all about
Making while we were blasting like a ??
I want out i want out i want out
Want out to the outside
Well i'm a small fool
I want to shout i'm bound for nothing
I want to shout about something too
For the ones who once had a notion
It ain't no sin to be glad you're alive
I feel the heat, the rush of devotion
I want to tear out baby tonight
I wanna do what ain't ever been done
I wanna win what ain't ever been won
I wanna lose blow it all away
I wanna lose what i've always won
Prove it all night long
I wanna know that i got a place
I wanna go where i can see your face
I wanna rock the roof off this place
I want you to know
Well, far between sundown's finish and midnight's broken toll
We ducked inside the doorway, thunder crashin'
As majestic bells of boats struck shadows in the sun;
Sayin', it may be the chimes of freedom flashin'
Flashin' for the warriors whose strength is not to fight;
Flashin' for the refugees on their unarmed road of flight.
And for each and every underdog soldier in the night
We gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashin'
Well, in the city's melted furnace unexpectedly we watched
With faces hidden here while the walls were tightenin'
As the echo of the wedding bells before the blowing rain;
Dissolved into the wild bales of lightnin'
Yeah, tollin' for the rebel, yeah, tollin' for the raked
Tollin' for the luckless, the abandoned and forsaked.
Yeah, tollin' for the outcasts burnin' constantly at stakes
And we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashin'
Oh yeah! (instrumental solo)
And then through a cloud-like curtain in a far off corner flashed
There's a hypnotic, splattered mist was slowly liftin'
Well, electric light still struck like arrows
Fired but for the ones condemned to drift or else be kept from driftin'
Well, tollin' for the searching ones on this speechless, secret trail
For the lonesome haunted lovers with too personal a tale.
And for each young heart for each channeled soul misplaced inside a jail
Yeah, we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashin'
Well, starry eyed and laughin' I recall when we were caught,
Trapped by an old track of vows for the hands suspended
As we listened one last time, and we watched with one last look
Spellbound and swallowed Has the tollin' ended?
Yeah, tollin' for the achin' ones whose wounds cannot be nursed
For the countless, confused, accused, misused strung out ones at worst.
And for every hung out person in the whole wide universe
We gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashin'
Uh uh uh... (to end)
When I was a little kid
I never liked to eat
Mom would put things on my plate
And I'd dump 'em on her feet
But then one day she made this soup
I ate it all in bed
I asked her what she put in it
And this is what she said:
"Oh, chicken lips and lizard hips
And alligator eyes
Monkey legs and buzzard eggs
And salamander thighs
Rabbit ears and camel rears
And tasty toenail pies
Stir 'em all together
And it's mama's soup surprise"
I went into the bathroom
And I stood beside the sink
I said, "I'm feeling slightly ill
And I think I'd like a drink"
Mama said, "I've just the thing
I'll get it in a wink
It's full of lots of protein
And vitamins, I think"
"Oh, chicken lips and lizard hips
And alligator eyes
Monkey legs and buzzard eggs
And salamander thighs
Rabbit ears and camel rears
And tasty toenail pies
Stir 'em all together
And it's mama's soup surprise"
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...
How many roads must a man walk down
Before you can call him a man
Yes 'n how many seas must a white dove sail
Before she sleeps in the sand
Yes and how many times must the cannonballs fly
Before they're forever banned
The answer my friend is blowing in the wind
The answer is blowing in the wind
Yes and how many years can a mountain exist
Before it is washed to the sea
Yes and how many years can some people exist
Before they're allowed to be free
Yes and how many times can a man turn his head
And pretend that he just doesn't see
The answer my friend is blowing in the wind
The answer is blowing in the wind
Yes and how many times must a man look up
Before he can see the sky
Yes and how many ears must one man have
Before he can hear people cry
Yes and how many deaths will it take 'till he knows
That too many people have died
The answer my friend is blowing in the wind
The answer is blowing in the wind
When I asked you if everything is alright
You whisper "Don't worry" and you shut out the light
Now black is black in this bed we're laying
And I wanna believe the words that you're saying
CHORUS
But your eyes look like a leavin' train
They keep on dragging me down
Your eyes look like a leavin' train
They keep on draggin'
They keep on draggin'
They keep on draggin' me down
Well I did anything just to try to get close to you
I took it step by step like a man's supposed to
Tell me now, is this my
Is this my contrition
To have the love that I longed for fill me with suspicion
CHORUS
Now it's tellin' time, oh my little sister
Now can I believe the words, the words of love you whisper
Is my train in vain, has my soul gone to waste
We played king of the mountain out on the end
The world come chargin' up the hill, and we were women and men
Now there's so much that time, time and memory fade away
We got our own roads to ride and chances we gotta take
We stood side by side each one fightin' for the other
We said until we died we'd always be blood brothers
Now the hardness of this world slowly grinds your dreams away
Makin' a fool's joke out of the promises we make
And what once seemed black and white turns to so many shades of gray
We lose ourselves in work to do and bills to pay
And it's a ride, ride, ride, and there ain't much cover
With no one runnin' by your side my blood brother
On through the houses of the dead past those fallen in their tracks
Always movin' ahead and never lookin' back
Now I'm out here on this road
Alone on this road tonight
[I] close my eyes and feel so many
friends around me
In the early evening light
And the miles we have come
And the battles won and lost
Are just so many roads traveled
So many rivers crossed
And I ask God for the strength
And faith in one another
'Cause it's a good night for a ride
'Cross this river to the other side
My blood brothers
i en drøm, hørte jeg din bønn,
om å la deg gå, kan du forstå?
det var alltid du å jeg sammen på vår vei.
hvem har skyld i at du gikk lei?
bli hos meg (3x)
når andre svikter deg,
du er alt for meg.
kan du si helt æærlig, at det som vi har nå
tar håpet fra deg?
det er en hemmelighet
som jeg tror du skjuler for meg,
det hjelper ikke se en annen vei.
bli hos meg
når andre svikter deg,
du er alt for meg
sammen baner vi vår vei
bli his meg, aaaahhh aahh ahh ahhh
du er min,
jeg vil alltid være der,
jeg har gjemt det minne som vi haaar,
bli hos meg,
når andre svikter deg,
du er alt for meg,
sammen baner vi vår vei.
bli hos meg,
når andre svikter deg,
du er alt for meg,
sammen baner vi vår vei.
bli hos meg
du er alt for meg
bli hos meg (bliii hos meeeg)
sammen baner vi vår veeei
Well dont you want to climb a mountain
yeah, dont you want to ride the river
drink from a magic fountain
give your woman all the love that you can give her
well dont you want to be an outlaw
dont you want to ride the range
dont you want to be an outlaw children
just like jesse, like jesse james
well now dont you want to swim the ocean
dont you want to climb the highest tree
drink some of momma's lovin' potion
get your woman till she just cant see
dont you want to be an outlaw
just a poor boy out on the skids
dont you want to be an outlaw children
just like billy, just like billy the kid
well now billy he was a bad boy, he won the wild west
by the year of 21, as many notches on his gun
but someone laid him to an early rest
dont you want to climb a mountain
dont you want to ride the river
drink from a magic fountain
give your woman all the love that you can give her
dont you want to be an outlaw
dont you want to ride the range
dont you want to be an outlaw children
just like jesse
guitar solo
Jesse he was a bad boy, he won the wild west
as many notches on his gun as the years of 21
but someone laid him to an early rest
dont you want to climb a mountain
dont you want to ride the river
drink from a magic fountain
give your woman all the love that you can give her
dont you want to be an outlaw
dont you want to ride the range
dont you want to be an outlaw children
just like jesse, like jesse james
well dont you want to be an outlaw
dont you want to be an outlaw
just like jesse, just like jesse, just like jesse james
Baby I - Don't need you loving no more
Baby I - Don't need your kisses no more
Baby I - Don't need your tender touch
Baby I
Baby I - Don't need your tender kiss
Baby I - You'll never miss
Baby I - Don'y Want you round me no more
Baby I
'Cause I got someone new
Somebody better than you
Somebody who'll be true
Somebody better than you
I was born saved in heaven
It was nothing like the promised land
Raised in a good Christian house
Underneath a good Christian hand
I was schooled down and dirty
Signed a note back to town
It was there that the workers slaved all week
Waiting for payday to come around
Break out, come on if you're coming
Cause baby I just can't stay
I want to take out the walls of this joint
I want to blow this town away
Now I ain't into fast livin'
I ain't into dying young
And I ain't looking to be forgiven
For any of the stupid things that I've done
For the ones who once had a notion
A notion it was good to be alive
Feel the spark, the rush of emotion
I want to break out baby tonight
I want to dream, that I got a place
I want to scream in somebody's face
Make it seem, get out of this muddy race
All night long
Well all little kings lose their thrones tonight
All you little pretty things better learn to sleep alone tonight
It was down in the cool dirty living
With the man with the master plan
Some girl who can beg forgiveness
And a ticket to the promised land
Down where they'll tear your guts out
Making out what you're all about
making while we were blasting like a ??
I want out I want out I want out
Want out to the outside
Well I'm a small fool
I want to shout I'm bound for nothing
I want to shout about something too
For the ones who once had a notion
It ain't no sin to be glad you're alive
I feel the heat, the rush of devotion
I want to tear out baby tonight
I wanna do what ain't ever been done
I wanna win what ain't ever been won
I wanna lose blow it all away
I wanna lose what I've always won
Prove it all night long
I wanna know that I got a place
I wanna go where I can see your face
I wanna rock the roof off this place
I want you to know
I wanna live
I have stumbled on the plains
Staggered in the wind
Stood at a crossroad or two
Cried to a river
Swept to the sea
All just to get to you
I have flagged a yellow cab
Hopped a rusty freight
Sang till my lips turned blue
Flown a silver bird
On the tops of the clouds
All just to get to you
I ran too hard
I played too Rough
I gave my Love
Not near Enough
I bled too red
I cried too blue
I beat my fist
Against the moon
All just to get to you
I have run from St. Paul
To Wichita Falls
Call'd you from sunny Baton Rouge
Hocked everything
From my watch to my ring
All just to get to you
I ran too hard
I played too Rough
I gave you Love
Not near Enough
I bled too red
I cried too blue
I beat my fist
Against the moon
All just to get to you
From the California Shore
Where the mighty ocean roars
To the lands of the Hopi and the Sioux
I walked the desert sands
Crossed the Rio Grande
All just to get to you
I have stumbled on the plains
Staggered in the wind
Stood at a crossroad or two
Cried to a river
Swept to the sea
All just to get to you
Well Janey's got a doctor who tears apart her insides.
He investigates her and he silently bates her sighs
He probes with his fingers but he knows her heart only through his stethoscope.
Hands are cold and his body's so old
Janey turns him down like dope.
Janey needs a shooter Jack
A shooter like me on her side
Janey needs a shooter Jack
A shooter man who knows her style
The way that I know her style
Well Janey's got a priest from his marble pulpit he smiles
He provides concilation and confessions at anytime
Through the pages of his bible he holds from what Janey hides
With her doors open wide she begs come inside
But he's frozen in the clear on the outside
Janey needs a shooter Jack
A shooter like me on her side
Janey needs a shooter Jack
A shooter man who knows her style,
The way that I know her style
Well Janey's got a cop who lives round the block and checks on her everynight
From at through the jail outside her house his siren roars when he knows that I'm inside
Well Janey's small and sometimes he scares her
So I held her real close she flowed like a ghost
And i told her bye, so long, I can't play that dope.
Well Janey needs a shooter Jack
A shooter like me on her side
Janey needs a shooter Jack
A shooter man who knows her style,
Janey needs a shooter Jack
A shooter man on her side
Janey needs a shooter man
A shooter man who knows her style
The way that I know her style
A man who knows her style
The way that I know her style
A man who knows her style
The way that I know her style
A man who knows her style
The way that I know her style
A man who knows her style
The way that I know her style
A man who knows her style
The way I know your style
You need a man who knows your style
The way that I know your style
A man who knows her style
The way I know your style
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
Till you spend half your life just covering up
CHORUS
Born in the U.S.A.
I was born in the U.S.A.
I was born in the U.S.A.
Born in the U.S.A.
Got in a little hometown jam
So they put a rifle in my hand
Sent me off to a foreign land
To go and kill the yellow man
CHORUS
Come back home to the refinery
Hiring man says, "Son if it was up to me."
Went down to see my V.A. man
He said, "Son, don't you understand now."
Had a brother at Khe Sahn
Fighting off the Viet Cong
They're still there he's all gone
He had a woman he loved in Saigon
I got a picture of him in her arms now
Down in the shadow of the penitentiary
Out by the gas fires of the refinery
I'm ten years burning down the road
Now here to run ain't got nowhere to go
CHORUS
I'm a long gone Daddy in the U.S.A.
Born in the U.S.A.
Born in the U.S.A.
Born in the U.S.A.
I'm a cool rocking Daddy in the U.S.A.
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
Oh billy stares at cherry in the hallAnd walks out into the rain so blessed and tallStandin’ on the corner with a gun underneath his coatBeneath the stars on the streetOh on lexington avenue they standVelvet aces they case the promised landReachin’ out across the hoods with both handsOh, tryin’ to catch a rideTonight we’re lovers in the coldRunning past the graveyards in the snowWalking in the street with nowhere to goAnd it’s no, no, noOh and the getaway driver waits outside the storeHe pulls away just as billy runs out the doorOh and billy won’t run anymore, no, no, noOh baby I can’t lay the stars at your feetOh but I think we could take it all, just you and meOh come on, you’ll see, there’s a lot of roomFor you baby, in this front seatTonight we’re lovers on that road (in the snow)Running past the graveyards in the snowWalking in the street with nowhere to goAnd it’s oh, oh, oh
My sister's in the front seat with an ice cream cone
My ma's in the black seat sittin' all alone
As my pa steers her slow out of the lot
For a test drive down Michigan Avenue
Now, my ma, she fingers her wedding band
And watches the salesman stare at my old man's hands
He's telling us all about the break he'd give us
If he could, but he just can't
Well if I could, I swear I know just what I'd do
Now, mister, the day the lottery I win
I ain't ever gonna ride in no used car again
Now, the neighbors come from near and far
As we pull up in our brandnew used car
I wish he'd just hit the gas and let out a cry
Tell `em all they can kiss our asses goodbye
My dad, he sweats the same job from mornin' to morn
Me, I walk home on the same dirty streets where I was born
Up the block I can hear my little sister in the front seat blowin' that horn
The sounds echoin' all down Michigan Avenue
Now, mister, the day my numbers comes in
Well the first frame finds her runningBut the night pushes her deep within the tunnelShe camouflages herself in dayglo paintAnd she sings her love songs through a funnelAnd she clings to the walls like a cat who callsThe shots for life and for deathWearing nothing but the make-up she usesTo try and cover up for herselfWell if she can’t hide her swordShe gives no terms for surrender’cause she’s living the third world warThe tunnel police, they steadily increaseThe search for where she hides her kidShe swings on a vine across the state lineThey measured the length of her skidShe never goes back to do something she didn’tOr undo something she didSmoke streams from the streetAnd the night is completeWith a long and fiery belchShe’s just another orphan annie cartoon and a raquel welchShe rides like caesar, brandishing a whipOn the hood of his squad carAs the siren wails she silently sailsLeaving footprints in the tarOh she breaks with the dawnAnd by morning she’s goneLeaving nothing but another nightShe returns to her homeLike a dog returns to a boneAnother unsatisfied wifeAnd there’s little boothSecure from the truthHe wants her more than he’s got the guts to say’cause as she needs to be realHe needs to concealThe realness of his placeSo he sings a little songAnd in a chiffon sarongShe performs a black ballet in spaceBut she’s another flop with a fancy nameAnd he’s just another cop with a pretty faceSo together they commit the ultimate crimeTwo hearts locked in true waltz time
I went out walking the other daySeen a little girl crying along the way
She'd been hurt so bad she said she'd never love again
Someday your crying girl will endAnd you'll find once againCHORUS:
Two hearts are better than oneTwo hearts girl get the job done
Two hearts are better than oneOnce I spent my time playing tough guy scenes
But I was living in a world of childish dreams
Someday these childish dreams must endTo become a man and grow up to dream again
Now I believe in the end(CHORUS)Sometimes it might seem like it was planned
For you to roam empty hearted through this land
Though the world turns you hard and coldThere's one thing mister that I know
That's if you think your heart is stone
And that you're rough enough to whip this world alone
Alone buddy there ain't no peace of mind
It's one for the money and one for the show
I got one kiss for you honey so come on let's go
I didn't see it coming but girl now I know
It takes one for the running but two for the road
One thousand dreams whispered in the dark
But a dream's just a dream in one empty heart
It takes more than one to rev it up and go
So let's get it running, we're two for the road
Two one-way tickets and a diamond ring
Hell it don't matter what the rain might bring
When this world treats you hard and cold
I'll stand beside you, we're two for the road
When you're alone my love'll shine the light
Through the dark and starless night
I'll hold you close and never let you go
C'mon now girl 'cause we're two for the road
Well it's two to get ready, babe, c'mon let's go
To everything
Turn, turn, turn
There is a season
Turn, turn, turn
And a time
For every purpose
Under heaven
A time to be born
A time to die
A time to plant
A time to reap
A time to kill
A time to heal
A time to laugh
A time to weep
To everything
Turn, turn, turn
There is a season
Turn, turn, turn
And a time
For every purpose
Under heaven
A time to build up
A time to break down
A time to dance
A time to mourn
A time to cast away
Stones
A time to gather
Stones together
To everything
Turn, turn, turn
There is a season
Turn, turn, turn
And a time
For every purpose
Under heaven
A time of love
A time of hate
A time of war
A time of peace
A time
You may embrace
A time to refrain
From embracing
To everything
Turn, turn, turn
There is a season
Turn, turn, turn
And a time
For every purpose
Under heaven
A time to gain
A time to lose
A time to rend
A time to sew
A time to love
A time to hate
A time for peace
I swear
Fat man sitting on a little stool
Takes the money from my hand while his eyes take a walk all over you
Hands me two tickets
smiles and whispers "good luck".
Well
cuddle up
angel
cuddle up
my little dove
We'll ride down
baby
into this tunnel of love.
Well
I can feel the soft silk of your blouse
And them
soft thrills in our little fun house.
Then the lights go out and it's just the three of us:
Yeah
you and me and all that stuff we're so scared of
Gotta ride down
baby
into this tunnel of love.
Well
there's a crazy mirror showing us both in 5-D
I'm laughing at you
you're laughing at me.
There's a room of shadows that gets so dark
brother
It's easy for two people to lose each other in this tunnel of love.
Well
it ought to be easy
ought to be simple enough
yeah
Man meets a woman and they fall in love
But this house is haunted and the ride gets rough.
You've got to learn to live with what you can't rise above
If you want to ride on down
down in through this tunnel of love
Princess di did find another manPrince charles may want to live as a tampon in another woman’sUnderpantsI know what he feels likeI’ve been there tooBut there’ll never be any other for me but youWill elizibeth taylor get married again? buddy, that’s the questionPoor larry fortenski got busted on his harly for illegal weaponsPossessionI’ve been that down, I’ve been that crazyI’ve been that much of a foolBut there’ll never be any other for me but youMan, a love that’s realIs a love that’s hardLike a pit bull on your ass, in a very small back yardA love that’s hard can be a love that’s trueBut I swear there’ll never be any other for me but youElvis and priscillaJim baker and tammy fayDonald and ivana once swore their love forever and a dayI said those words yes, I meant ’em tooBut I swear there’ll never be any other for me but youNo baby, there’ll never be any other for me but you
Have you ever seen a one trick pony in the field so happy and free?
If you've ever seen a one trick pony then you've seen me
Have you ever seen a one-legged dog making its way down the street?
If you've ever seen a one-legged dog then you've seen me
Then you've seen me, I come and stand at every door
Then you've seen me, I always leave with less than I had before
Then you've seen me, bet I can make you smile when the blood, it hits the floor
Tell me, friend, can you ask for anything more?
Tell me can you ask for anything more?
Have you ever seen a scarecrow filled with nothing but dust and wheat?
If you've ever seen that scarecrow then you've seen me
Have you ever seen a one-armed man punching at nothing but the breeze?
If you've ever seen a one-armed man then you've seen me
Then you've seen me, I come and stand at every door
Then you've seen me, I always leave with less than I had before
Then you've seen me, bet I can make you smile when the blood, it hits the floor
Tell me, friend, can you ask for anything more?
Tell me can you ask for anything more?
These things that have comforted me, I drive away
This place that is my home I cannot stay
My only faith's in the broken bones and bruises I display
Have you ever seen a one-legged man trying to dance his way free?
Cigarettes and a bottle of beer
This poem that I wrote for you
This black stone and these hard tears
Are all I've got left now of you
I remember you in your Marine uniform laughing
Laughing that you're shipping out probably
I read Robert McNamara says he's sorry
You and your boots and black t-shirt
Ah Billy you looked so bad
Ya, you and your rock and roll band
Was the best thing this shit town ever had
Now the man who put you here
He feeds his family in rich dining halls
And apology and forgiveness have no place here at all
At the wall
I'm sorry I missed you last year
I couldn't find no one to drive me
If your eyes could cut through that black stone
Tell me would they recognize me?
For the living, time must be served
Life goes on
Cigarettes and a bottle of beer
Skin on black stone
High School pictures, paper flowers
Ribbon, red as the blood
Ya, as the blood you spilled
In the Central Highlands mud
Now the limousines rush down Pennsylvania Boulevard
As the rain falls
You been hurt and you're all cried out you say
You walk down the street pushin' people outta your way
You packed your bags and all alone you wanna ride,
You don't want nothin', don't need no one by your side
You're walkin' tough baby, but you're walkin' blind
The ties that bind
Now you can't break the ties that bind
Cheap romance, it's all just a crutch
You don't want nothin' that anybody can touch
You're so afraid of being somebody's fool
Not walkin' tough baby, not walkin' cool
You walk cool, but darlin', can you walk the line
And face the ties that bind
The ties that bind
Now you can't break the ties that bind
I would rather feel the hurt inside, yes I would darlin',
Than know the emptiness your heart must hide,
Yes I would darlin', yes I would darlin',
Yes I would baby
You sit and wonder just who's gonna stop the rain
Who'll ease the sadness, who's gonna quiet the pain
It's a long dark highway and a thin white line
Connecting baby, your heart to mine
We're runnin' now but darlin' we will stand in time
To face the ties that bind
The ties that bind
Now you can't break the ties that bind
Well I’ve been walking through midnightAnd there’s no trace of dawnI’m stuck in this moonlightIt’s leading me onMy body’s on fireAnd I can’t stand the painThis burning desireI feel once againNow I’m fighting with madnessAs I move down the streetSurrounded by sadnessI can’t take this heatThe streetlamps are glowingLike coals in the mistTheir lights keep me movingI just can’t resistNow there’s peace in this valleyBut none in my mindLike a drunk in an alleyI’m stumbling blindWith no destinationAt an unholy speedI must keep on movingTry to walk off this need
The speculators made their money on the blood you shed
Your momma's pulled the sheets up off your bed
Profiteers on Jane Street sold your shoes and clothes
Ain't nobody talking because everybody knows
We pulled your cycle out of the garage and polished up the chrome
Our gypsy biker coming home
Sister Mary sits with your colors,
Brother John is drunk and gone
This old town's been rousted, which side you on?
They would march up over the hill, In some fools parade
Shoutin' victory for the righteous
But there ain't muche here but graves
Ain't nobody talkin', we're just waiting on the phone
Our Gypsy biker's coming home
Whoa!
[Guitar solo]
We rode her into the foothills, Bobby brought the gasoline
We stood round her in a circle as she lit up the ravine
The spring hot desert wind rushed down on us all the way back home
[Harmonica bridge]
To the dead, well it don't matter much 'bout who's wrong or right
You asked me that question, I didn't get it right
You slipped into your darkness, now all that remains
Is my love for you brother, lying still and unchanged
To them that threw you away, you ain't nothing but gone
Our gypsy biker's coming home
And now I'm out countin' white lines
Countin' white lines and getting stoned
My gypsy biker's coming home
Whoa!
[Guitar solo]
La la la la
La la la la
La la la la
La la la la
La la la la
La la la la
La la la la
La la la la
Tom Joad got out of the old McAlester Pen
There he got his parole
After four long years on a man killing charge
Tom Joad come a walking down the road, poor boy
Tom Joad come a walking down the road
Tom Joad he met a truck driving man
There he caught him a ride
He said: I just got loose from McAlester's Pen
On a charge called Homicide, A charge called Homicide.
That truck rolled away in a cloud of dust,
Tommy turned his face toward home,
He met Preacher Casey and they had a little drink,
But they found that his family they was gone,
He found that his family they was gone.
He found his mother's old fashion shoe
Found his daddy's hat.
And he found little Muley and Muley said:
They've been tractored out by the cats,
They've been tractored out by the cats.
Tom Joad walked down to the neighbors farm
Found his family.
They took Preacher Casey and loaded in a car
And his mother said We got to git away.
His mother said 'We got to get away.
Now the twelve of the Joads made a mighty heavy load
But Grandpa Joad did cry.
He picked up a handful of land in his hand
Said: I'm stayin' with the farm till I die.
Yes, I'm stayin' with my farm till I die.
They fed him short ribs and coffee and soothing syrup
And Grandpa Joad did die.
They buried Grandpa Joad by the side of the road,
Buried Grandma on the California side,
They buried Grandma on the California side.
They stood on a Mountain and they looked to the West
And it looked like the promised land.
That bright green valley with a river running through,
There was work for every single hand, they thought,
There was work for every single hand.
The Joads rolled away to Jungle Camp, There they cooked a stew.
And the hungry little kids of the Jungle Camp Said:
We'd like to have some too. Said: We'd like to have some too.
Now a Deputy Sheriff fired loose at a man
Shot a woman in the back.
Before he could take his aim again
Preacher Casey dropped him in his track.
Preacher Casey dropped him in his track.
They handcuffed Casey and they took him to Jail
And then he got away.
And he met Tom Joad on the old river bridge,
And these few words he did say, poor boy,
These few words he did say.
I preached for the Lord a mighty long time
Preached about the rich and the poor.
Us workin' folks got to all get together,
Cause we ain't got a chance anymore.
We ain't got a chance anymore.
The Deputies come and Tom and Casey run
To the bridge where the water run down.
But the vigilante they hit Casey with a club,
They laid Preacher Casey on the ground.
They laid Preacher Casey on the ground.
Tom Joad he grabbed that Deputy's club
Hit him over the head.
Tom Joad took flight in the dark rainy night
A Deputy and a Preacher lying dead, two men,
A Deputy and a Preacher lying dead.
Tom run back where his mother was asleep
He woke her up out of bed.
Then he kissed goodbye to the mother that he loved
Said what Preacher Casey said, Tom Joad,
He said what Preacher Casey said.
Ever'body might be just one big soul
Well it looks that a way to me.
Everywhere that you look in the day or night
That's where I'm gonna be, Ma,
That's where I'm gonna be.
Wherever little children are hungry and cry
Wherever people ain't free.
Wherever men are fightin' for their rights
That's where I'm gonna be, Ma.
That's where I'm a gonna be.
It was christmas eve, I was standin’ in the parking lotOf fabulous girls, nude - nude - nudeIn the car next to me there was a young lady givin’ a blow-jobTo a man in a santa claus suitHis beard was crooked, his hat askewEmbarrassed, I turned to goWhen from the back seat of that mazda I heard somebody shout oh baby, don’tStopAnd a merry ho-ho-hoWhen I walked inside, I ordered a beer and a double shot of whiskAnd in three minutes I had fallen in loveThe dj announced ladies and gentlemen, from forth worth, texas: lady godivaAnd I sat and worshipped ’neath the angel aboveAt the end of her set she brushed her hairCame and sat on the stool to my rightAnd said will you buy me a drink? My heart beats fast, my trousers grew tightAnd wittily I replied uhhh....She showed me a picture of her kidSaid during the day she’s an art studentShe dances six nights a week for slobs and idiots like thisOf course, present company excluded.On donner, on dancer, on comet, on blitzenI’m lost in the valley of the supervixensWorshippin’ at the feet of the goddess aboveI’m a pilgrim in the temple of love, ma, just a pilgrim in the templeOf loveWell then santa came stumblin’ in, and somebody shoutedHey santa, where’s your elves? He sat down on the stool to my leftAnd the bartender took a vodka bottle of the shelfHe asked if mrs. claus had calledTo tell her he worked on the late shift at the mallAnd he was sorry, but he just got throughI turned and I asked him:How’s the kid this year, santa? Beneath his breath he whispered a merry fuck youWell then the owner come over and he was a short gfat ugly guyWith a funny kind of pushed-in faceHe shook my hand and said it was the first timeThey’d ever had a real superstar in this placeLady godiva bought me a few drinksAnd words came out of my mouthWhat they were, I couldn’t guessBut it was something about showgirls, lapdancing, motley crueYou can guess the restWell I walked outside, snow was fallingI had some toys to put together - it was christmas timeSanta followed me into the parking lotAnd threw up on the hood of the car next to mineI gave him my handkerchief, pulled out onto the highwayAnd as I sat at the lightI swear I saw a sleigh with a dozen of reindeersPull up out of the parking lot and cut across the mallAnd a voice shouted merry christmas to all you assholesAnd to all a good fucking night!
Last night I stood at your doorstep
Trying to figure out what went wrong
You just slipped something into my palm and you were gone
I could smell the same deep green of summer
'Bove me the same night sky was glowin'
In the distance I could see the town where I was born
It's gonna be a long walk home
Hey pretty darling, don't wait up for me
Gonna be a long walk home
A long walk home
In town I pass Sal's grocery
Barber shop on South Street
I looked in their faces*
They're all rank strangers to me*
Well Veteran's Hall high upon the hill
Stood silent and alone
The diner was shuttered and boarded
With a sign that just said "gone"
It's gonna be a long walk home
Hey pretty darling, don't wait up for me
Gonna be a long walk home
Hey pretty darling, don't wait up for me
Gonna be a long walk home
It's gonna be a long walk home
Here everybody has a neighbor
Everybody has a friend
Everybody has a reason to begin again
My father said "Son, we're lucky in this town,
It's a beautiful place to be born.
It just wraps its arms around you,
Nobody crowds you and nobody goes it alone"
"Your flag flyin' over the courthouse
Means certain things are set in stone.
Who we are, what we'll do and what we won't"
It's gonna be a long walk home
Hey pretty darling, don't wait up for me
Gonna be a long walk home
Hey pretty darling, don't wait up for me
Gonna be a long walk home
It's gonna be a long walk home
It's gonna be a long walk home
Hey pretty darling, don't wait up for me
Gonna be a long walk home
Hey pretty darling, don't wait up for me
Gonna be a long walk home
It's gonna be a long walk home
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 as I helped you get it in
The rush of your lips, the feel of your name
The beat in your heart, the devil's arcade
You said "Heroes are needed, so heroes get made"
Somebody made a bet, somebody paid
The cool desert morning and nothing to save
Just metal and plastic where your body caved
The slow games of poker with Lieutenant Ray
In the ward with the blue walls, a sea with no name
Where you lie adrift with the heroes of the devil's arcade
You sleep and you dream, your buddies Charlie and James
And wake with a thick desert dust on your skin
Voice says "don't worry, I'm here
Just whisper the word tomorrow in my ear"
House on a quiet street, a home for the brave
A glorious kingdom with the sun on your face
Rising from a long night as dark as the grave
On a thin chain of next moments and something like faith
On a morning to order a breakfast to make
A bed draped in sunshine, a body that waits
For the touch of your fingers, the end of the day
The beat of your heart, the beat of your heart
The beat of your heart, the beat of your heart
The beat of your heart, the beat of her heart
The beat of your heart, the slow burning away
In my dream our love was lost, I lived by luck and fate
I carried you inside of me, prayed it wouldn't be too late
Now I'm standin' on this empty road where nothin' moves but the wind
Once I was your treasure and I saw your face in every star
But the promises we make at night, oh that's all they are
Unless we fill them with faith and love they're empty as the howlin' wind
And honey I just wanna be back in your arms
Back in your arms again
You came to me with love and kindness
But all my life I've been a prisoner of my own blindness
I met you with indifference and I don't know why
Now I wake from my dream, I wkae from my dream to this world
Where all is shadow and darkness and a above me a dark sky unfurls
And all the love I've thrown away and lost I'm longin' for again
Now darlin' I just wanna be back in your arms
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 him in, alright
CHORUS
Rockaway the days, rockaway the nights
Gimme something to last me, baby, 'til the morning light
I ain't lookin' for trouble, I ain't looking for a fight
Honey rockaway these days, rockaway these nights
Well at a picnic one Sunday Billy met Mary Dove
Mary lloked at Billy, Billy fell in love
Billy swore to Mary he'd always love het so
They were married in the valley where the river flows, alright
CHORUS
At a roadside bar Billy argued with a young man
And he settled that argument with a razor in his hand
With blood on his shirt back to Mary he did run
She sighed "Billy, oh Billy, what have you done?"
He ran to his ma's trailer but the lights were dim
He pounded on the door, she wouldn't let him in
Up the road to a neighbor's house he drew near
They said "Billy go away, we don't want no trouble 'round here"
Billy stole a car and headed out on the road
Pocketful of pills and his brain on overload
Seen some lights in his rearview mirror, panicked and gave her the gun
Wrapped himself 'round a telephone pole way out on 101
Well Billy got cut out by the highway patrol
Just lay there with the cars passing on slow
Sheriff told Billy's ma that Billy died
She buried his body by the riverside, alright
CHORUS
Well rich man want the power and the seat on the top
Poor man want the money that the rich man got
Honey tonight I'm feeling so tired and unsure
Come on in Mary, shut the light, close the door
CHORUS
You treated me hard and made my heart ache
I know you're only human, and men they make mistakes
Your life with her turned to black
And now you want our love back
Well come into my arms and fall, my lover man
Was it a gypsy's curse or a hex sign
Or was it just that simple thing that led you from these arms of mine
Oh yes, I've had the days
To grow used to your foolish ways
And what is it really, after all, my lover man
I can see the change in your eyes
There's no need to apologize
We stood at the wishing well
Our dreams like coins into the water fell
The water so cold and black
There was no going back
I don't mean to cause you hurt or cause you pain
Life is short and love's a dirty game
Now there's no need for our game to end
Come close and we'll begin
To find our beautiful selves again, my loverman
My loverman
My loverman
In the fields of the lord
Stood Abel and Cain
Cain slew Abel 'neath the black rain
At night he couldn't stand the guilt or the blame
So he gave it a name
So he gave it a name
So he gave it a name
Billy got drunk, angry at his wife
He hit her once, he hit her twice
At night he'd lie in bed, he couldn't stand the shame
So he gave it a name
So he gave it a name
So he gave it a name
Pa told me Son, one thing I know is true
Poison snakes bites you, you're poison too
Well my name is Catherine LeFevre
I work at the Astrowash on Sunset and Vine
I drop my kids at school in the morning
And I pick them up at Mary's just 'fore suppertime
Well I work down at the car wash
For a dollar and a dime
And mister, I hate my boss
It's at the car wash I'm doing my time
Pick up my water bottle and my towel, sir
And I take 'em one by one
From Mercedes to VW's
I do 'em all and I don't favor none
Well someday I'll sing in a night club
I'll get a million-dollar break
A handsome man will come here with a contract in his hand
It was Christmas eve, I was standing in the parking lot of "Fabulous Girls - Nude, Nude, Nude"
In the car next to me there was a young lady givin' a blow job to a man in a Santa Claus suit
His beard was crooked, his hat askew embarrassed, I turned to go
When from the back seat of the mazda I heard somebody shout "oh, baby, don't stop"
And a merry "ho ho ho"
Well I walked inside, I ordered a beer and a double shot of whiskey and in three minutes I
had fallen in love
The DJ announced, "Ladies and gentlemen, from Fort Worth, Texas - lady Godiva" and I sat
and worshipped 'neath the angel above
At the end of her set she brushed her hair came and sat on the stool to my right and said "will
you buy me a drink?"
My heart beat fast, my trousers grew tight and wittily I replied "uhh...."
She showed me a picture of her kid, said during the day she's an art student
She dances six nights a week for slobs and idiots like this, of course, present company excluded
On Donner, on Dancer, on Comet, on Blitzen
I'm lost in the valley of the Supervixens
Worshippin' at the feet of the goddess above
I'm a pilgrim in the temple of love,
Ma just a pilgrim in the temple of love
Well, then Santa came stumblin' in
and somebody shouted "hey Santa, where're your elves?"
He sat down on the stool to my left and the bartender took a vodka bottle off the shelf
He asked if mrs. Claus had called, to tell her he worked the late shift at the mall and he was
sorry, but he just got through
I turned and I asked him "how's the kids this year, Santa?"
Beneath his breath he whispered "a merry fuck you"
Well, then the owner came over and
he was a short fat ugly guy with a
funny kind of pushed-in face
He shook my hand and said it was the
first time they ever had a superstar in this place
Lady Godiva bought me a few drinks and words came out
of my mouth what they were I
couldn't guess
But it was something about showgirls, lapdancing,
Motley Crew, you can guess the rest
On Donner, on Dancer, on Comet, on Blitzen
I'm lost in the valley of the Supervixens
Worshippin' at the feet of the goddess above
I'm a pilgrim in the temple of love,
Ma just a pilgrim in the temple of love
Well, I walked outside, snow was fallin',
I had some toys to put together, it was Christmas time
Santa followed me into the parking lot and threw up
on the hood of the car next to mine
I gave him my hankerchief, pulled out onto the highway and as I sat at the light
I swear I saw a sleigh with a dozen reindeer pull out of the parking lot
And cut across to the mall and a voice shouted,
"Merry Christmas to all, you assholes, and a good fuckin' night"
On Donner, on Dancer, on Comet, on Blitzen
I'm lost in the valley of the Supervixens
Worshippin' at the feet of the goddess above
I'm a pilgrim in the temple of love,
Ma just a pilgrim in the temple of love
Jamie rides in high boots
Braves the bank and wades in the river
Holds his gun above the water
And crosses to the shore
Now, the Christian Army awaits you
And Jessie's still waiting to date you
Those phantoms fly in strict formation
Over the hills of St George
Now the rebel life is lonely
Oh but the mountains are soft with freedom
To be free is to be lonely
Oh, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely
Jamie rides down a broken highway
The heat of the sun tends to bring him down
His field's full of crazy visions
Of Needles and white women in evening gowns
And he hears Jessie calling to him in the hills
Oh, she calls to him from the clouds
And the men are working in the fields
Oh, listen to 'em work
Ah, busting rocks
Ah, busting those rocks
Jamie rides in high boots
Braves the bank and wades in the river
Holds his gun above the water
And crosses to the shore
Now, the Christian Army awaits you
and Jessie's still waiting to date you
Those phantoms fly in strict formation
over the hills of St George
Those phantoms still fly in strict formation
Over the hills of St. George
Those fighters fly in strict formation
Over the hills of St. George
But he hears Jessie calling him home
He hears Jessie calling him home
And he hears the prisoners working in the field
Sees the chain gang busting rocks
And Jessie's calling him home
Those phantoms still fly in strict formation
Over the hills of St. George
Oh Blackie's down by the railroad tracks
(Shotgun Black, he's down by the railroad tracks)
He sinks (he's sittin') low in the back seat of his Cadillac
And Diamond Jackie, she's so intact
She falls like an angel beneath him
(She freezes like ice beneath Shotgun's attck)
Now Jackie's heels are stacked
(Oh Diamond's shoes are shellac)
She got cleats on her boots
Together they're gonna boogaloo down Broadway
And come back (home) with the loot
Because it's midnight in Manhattan
This is no time to get cute
It's a mad dogs' (madcap) promenade
Singing a New York City serenade
Oh well ain't Jackie pretty, ain't she sweet
Her fate lies at midnight between her teeth
She got a dirty big (old) daddy who through all the years (tears)
(whose fist pump like gears)
Has supplied her with hope and kept her in fear
Well now he's a lone privateer working down on the docks
He was born in 1943 and almost died of the shock
Now he comes home and drags her to some deep side joint
Where all night long those (the eternal) punks they rock
Until she breaks down and falls, soft (so helpless) like a child
Cryin' 'New York City, you're so wild'
And in the night air you hear cryin'
Oh now the girls say anything, those girls say (cry) anything
He was born on the border of that Kansas line
When he broke into town the weather vane was hot, ninety degrees
(it was the summer in '63)
He swore he'd bust (break) that monster to his knees
Now some folks said he was the master of the universe
Some people say he was the holder of the cosmic keys
Oh and his throat was choked with lightning
From some childhood disease
And with a tommygun blast he got the people screamin'
Till he falls helpless (and he lies empty) in Times Square
Just like streets scum
Cryin' 'New York City kills young'
Cryin' 'New York City kills young'
And from a tenement window you hear cryin' (a baby cries)
There’s so many rivers to crossBut I can’t seem to find my way overWandering, I’m lostAs I travel along the white cliffs of doverMany rivers to crossAnd it’s only my will that keeps me alive.I’ve been hurt, washed up for yearsBut I mearly survive because of my prideAnd this loneliness won’t leave me alone,It’s such a drag to be on your ownMy baby left, and she wouldn’t say why,Now all I do is cry...I’ve got many rivers to crossAnd it’s only my will that keeps me aliveI’ve got so many rivers to cross,Oh, so many rivers to cross...
Mr. Outside
They call him Mr. Outside
Cause he don't care
Mr. Outside
He's just havin' his fun
Mr. Outside
He's just looking out for No. 1
Well Mr. Outside
All your money and your power
Won't help you come the dark hour
Well kingdoms crumble
Unto your feet
You're lest another thief out on the street
Mr. Outside
Yeah he don't care
Mr. Outside
He's just having his fun
Mr. Outside
Oh looking out for No. 1
Dark glasses and money for hire
He got (?) and hight tension wire (?)
He got dark,dark cadillac
He got pretty little little girl in back
Mr. Outside
Oh yeah he don't care
Mr. Outside
He's just having his fun
Mr. Outside
Just looking out for No. 1
Oh little baby got no diamond ring
You cry cause you ain't got no pretty things
Them pretty things babe just look dumb
You gotta take 'em when they come
Mr. Outside
Oh lord he don't care
Mr. Outside
Oh has his fun
Mr. Outside
He's just looking out for No. 1
Mr. Outside
Oh yeah he don't care
Mr. Outside
He's just having his fun
Mr. Outside
He's just looking out for No. 1
Live performance
Well, I dreamed I was a gypsy riding the land
With a tambourine and a gypsy queen
And a rainbow caravan
Happy old land sailor, yeah, that's what I want to be
Stealing diamonds from the rich men to throw in the sea
Singing look toward the land
'cause the land holds the key
Keep an eye on the land
And an eye on man
Well, I dreamed I was a cabin boy
On an American Clipper line
Watering flowers for the captain
That they may not wilt
Bringing cargo to colonies of South Caroline
On the best ol' Clipper Dave McKay ever built
Singing look toward the land
'cause the land is the key
Singing keep an eye on the land
And an eye on the sea
Well, I dreamed I was your lover
'Cause that's what I want to be
And I dreamed that every night you dreamed only of me
And we walked along the beach, and ooh, we held hands
And I told you you were my only woman
And I was your only man
Singing look toward the lovers
For they are the key
Keep an eye on the lovers
And an eye on the war machine
Yes I dreamed I was a captain of a river queen
Caressing Mississippi waters down to New Orleans
Yeah, a happy ol' riverboat captain, that's what I'd like to be
And I'd let you ride my honey, I'd let you ride her for free
Singing look toward the river
'Cause the river's the key
Keep an eye on the river
And an eye on the sea
Well, I dreamed I was your friend
'Cause that's what I want to be
And every night, you had dreams
And they were all of me
We'd walk all the streets together
Hand in hand
And be kind to the women
And the women be kind to the men
If only that would happen someday again
Singing look toward the lovers
For they are the key
Keep an eye on the lovers
And an eye on the war machines
And that's why at night I'm afraid to sleep
Because some of my dreams frighten me
I don’t need your answered prayersOr the chains your lover wearsI don’t need your rings of goldOr the secrets that you holdLift me up, darlingLift me up and I’ll fall with you lift me upLet your love lift me upI don’t need your sacred vowOr the promise tomorrow bringsThere behind the morning cloudsI’ll take the faith the daylight bringsLift me up, darlingLift me up, and I’ll fall with you lift me upLet your love lift me upWhen the morning brightLifts away this nightAnd the light aboveWe will find our love, we will find our loveYour skin, your hand upon my neckThis skin, your fingers on my skinThis kiss, this heartbeat this breathThis heart, this heart this wildernessLift me up darlingLift me up and I’ll fall with you lift me upLet your love lift me up
'Cause I remember in the summertime, me and this friend of mine used to get... used to get his old man's car and we used to, at night, take off down toward the shore, because I lived about twenty miles inland off a beach, and ah... We'd take off down this... this highway, route 33, heading down towards the beach and they... At the time, they wouldn't let us in the bars because we wasn't old enough, we used to... used to park outside on the street, sit on the hood of the car, get the cats to leave the doors open so we could hear the bands blasting out from inside, coming down from the city to play along the shore in the summertime.
And we'd stay there all night until around four o'clock and I'd head home. And I'd get out of the car, and my old man used to lock up the front door so I couldn't come in the front. He used to be sitting in kitchen all night long with the lights out, smoke a cigarette, drinking beer, waiting for me and my sister to come home.
So, I'd make it up on the porch. At first, I'd stand there in the driveway for a while and I'd... didn't have the guts to go in and I could look through the screen door and see the light of his cigarette butt at the table. Finally, I'd slick my hair back real tight and I'd try to make it up to my room. He'd always be calling me to come back and sit down with him in the dark in the kitchen, he'd always be sitting there telling me... asking me what I was doing with myself. And I remember this went on... He used to sit in that kitchen at night as long as I can remember, ever since I was a little kid, with my mom sitting in the front room just... with the TV on, watching TV 'til she fell asleep, got up to go to work the next morning. We'd sit there in the dark talking, and I could always hear his voice. I'd be squinting real hard and I could... I could never make out his face. We'd start talking, just about how things was going in general at first. And then... Pretty soon, he'd get around to asking me where I was getting my money from, what I thought I was doing with myself and how my whole life was turning into a waste. And we'd always end up screaming at each other at around four in the morning. My mother'd end up run... waking up, running in from the front room and try to keep us from fighting with each other. And I'd always end up running out the back door, back out in the street, telling him, screaming at him, telling him how he was going to have to learn to live with it pretty soon, because it was my life and I was going to do what I wanted to do...
It's a hard world to get a break in
Seems like the good things have all been taken
But now I know there's ways to make certain these days
Though I come dressed in rags, I will wear sable someday
Hear what I say
Now I'm gonna ride the serpent
Gonna be no more time spent sweating rent
Hear my command, I'm breaking loose
Though it ain't no use
we're holding me down
For just hanging around
Cause baby (baby)
Remember (remember)
It's my life and I'll do what I want
I know... Know I will someday
Now there were women and their fortunes
And they just want to mother orphans
Are you going to cry when I'm bleeding them dry
taking all I can get with no regrets
When I openly lie and live only money
'Cause you can believe me honey, that there's money out there
And you can believe, you can't be no saint and complain
I'm going to go on out now, and I'm going to take what's mine
Cause baby (baby)
Remember (remember)
It's my life and I'll do what I want
It's my mind and I'll think what I want
Show me I'm wrong
Hurt me sometime
But someday I'll treat you real fine
(It's my life and I'll do what I want)
It's my life
(It's my mind and I'll think what I want)
It's my life
(It's my life and I'll do what I want)
It's my life
(It's my life and I'll think what I want)
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
It's My Life (April 7, 1976, Runners in the Night)
I used to live in a small town -- it was about ten thousand people, and uh... I used to live in this two-family house and at night, my father used to lock up the front door. So me and my sister, we used to come in around through the kitchen. And uh, he'd sit in the kitchen all night with all of the lights out, smoke a cigarette, drink some beer. My mother'd sit in the front room, watch the TV, you know.. If you came in, if you came in around ten or eleven, or even by midnight, it wasn't too bad. But if you came in around.. around two or three, he'd always stop me, want me to sit in the kitchen with him and talk to him about something. He'd start talking to me about what I was doing in school... or if I was looking for a job or something. Pretty soon we'd be arguing and screaming at each other, my mother'd be running in from the front room, try to keep us from fighting with each other and I'd be... I'd end up running back outside the house, running out the door telling him how it was my life, I could do what I want...
It's a hard world to get a break in
All the good things have been taken
But I know there's ways to make certain these days
Though I'm dressed in these rags, I will wear sable someday
Hear what I say I'm going to make for certain
That's there's no more time spent sweatin' rent
Hear my command, I'm breaking loose
There ain't no use in holding me down
Or sticking around
Now, baby (baby)
Remember (remember)
It's my life and I'll do what I want
It's my mind and I'll think what I want
Show me I'm wrong
Hurt me sometime
Someday I'll treat you real fine
I know, I know, I know...
I just know...
There'll be women with their fortunes
Who just want to mother orphans
Are you going to cry when I'm bleeding them dry?
Taking all I can get with no regrets
When I openly lie and live only money
'Cause you can believe me honey, there's money out there
And you can believe that I ain't no saint to complain
So go on out now, go on now, and take what's mine
'Cause baby (baby)
remember (remember)
It's my life and I'll do what I want
It's my mind and I'll think what I want
Show me I'm wrong
Hurt me sometime
Someday I'll treat you real fine
Don't push me!
It's my life and I'll do what I want
I'll do what I want!
It's my mind and I'll think what I want
It's my life!
It's my life and I'll do what I want
I know!
It's my mind and I'll think what I want
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
It's My Life (August 1, 1976, First Rendezvous in Red Bank)
I used to live in this two family house, on this main road used to go through town. Yeah, I know. My mom used to work downtown at some office building as a secretary. And my pop, he was a... he was a guard down at the jail sometimes. A lot of times, he'd just stay home. And when he'd be home, I remember, (???), he used to shut off all the lights in the house and just sit in the kitchen, drink his beer, smoke a cigarette. In the wintertime sometimes, he'd leave the gas stove on so that it got real hot in there and shut all the doors. My mom used to sit in the front room, watch TV all night. And I'd go out.
And if you came... If me and my sister if we came in... if we came in around ten or eleven, it was never too bad. But if we came in late, I knew my pop was sitting there waiting for me, sitting there in the dark for hours. And it put me and I tried to... tried to make it through the kitchen and run to make it up to my room. And just as I was, just as I was about through, he'd end up calling my name, tell me to sit down and talk to him for a little while. And we'd sit there in the dark. And meanwhile I could always hear his voice, but I could never see his face though...
We'd talk about mostly nothing, what I was doing in school, and how I could join the army. Start asking what I thought I was doing with myself and where I was getting my money from, and all of a sudden, you're no good. And pretty soon, we'd start screaming at each other. And my mom would be coming in from the front room keeping us from fighting each other. And I'd be running out the back door, telling him that it was my life, I could do what I wanted to do...
It's a hard world to get a break in
All the good things have been taken
But I know there's ways to make certain these days
Though I come dressed in rags, I will wear sable someday
Hear what I say I'm going to make for certain
That's there's no more time spent sweatin' rent
Hear my command, I'm breaking loose
There ain't no use in holding me down
Or sticking 'round
Cause, baby (baby)
Remember (remember)
It's my life and I'll do what I want
It's my mind and I'll think what I want
Show me I'm wrong
Hurt me sometime
Someday I'll treat you real fine
I know, I know, I know...
I just know...
There'll be women with their fortunes
Who just want to mother orphans
Are you going to cry when I'm bleeding them dry?
Taking all I can get with no regrets
When I openly lie and live only money
'Cause you can believe me honey, that there's money out there
And you can believe that I ain't no saint to complain
And I'm going to go on out now, and get what's mine
Baby (baby)
remember (remember)
It's my life and I'll do what I want
It's my mind and I'll think what I want
Show me I'm wrong
Hurt me sometime
Someday I'll treat you real fine
Don't push me!
It's my life and I'll do what I want
Do what I want!
It's my mind and I'll think what I want
It's my life!
It's my life and I'll do what I want
Do what I want, girl!
It's my mind and I'll think what I want
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
It's my Life (November 4, 1976, We Gotta Get Out of this Place)
I grew up in this small town about twenty miles... twenty miles in.. inland. I remember I was in this dumpy two-story, two-family house next door to this gas station. And... And my mom, she... she was a secretary, and she worked downtown. And my pop... I remember she, she married my pop as soon as he got out of the army. They got married, and she took that job. And my father, he worked a lot of different places. He worked in a rug mill for a while, he drove a cab for a while and... worked... he was a guard down at the jail for a while. I can remember when he worked down there, he used to always come home real pissed off, drunk, sit in the kitchen. At night, nine o'clock, he used to shut off all the lights, every light in the house, and he used to get real pissed off if me or my sister turned any of them on. And he'd sit in the kitchen with a six-pack, a cigarette. And mom, she'd set her hair and she... she would come downstairs and just turn on the TV, and sit in the chair, watch TV 'til she fell asleep. And she'd get up the next morning and go to work again. And my pop, sometimes he went to bed, sometimes he didn't. Sometimes he got up, sometimes he didn't get up. And... And I used to sleep upstairs. And I used to pull, in the summertime, when the weather got hot, I used to drag my mattress out the window and sleep on the roof next door to the gas station. And I'd watch these different guys... The station closed up at one, and these guys, they'd be pulling in and pulling out all night long. They'd be meeting people there, they'd be ripping off down the highway. And as soon as I hit sixteen, me and my buddy, we got this car and we started taking off. We used to take off down to the beach sleep under the... sleep on top of the beach houses. We used to spin up to the city, and just walk around the streets all night long 'til the cops catch us at Port Authority, call our pops. My pop, he'd never come and get me, I remember, he always sent my mother. Everytime I got in trouble, my mother'd come down, she'd always say 'your father, he don't even want to come.' And... And I used to always have to go back home and when I... And I'd stand there in that driveway, afraid to go in the house and I could see through the screen door, could see the light on my pop's cigarette, and I can remember I just couldn't wait until I was old enough to take him out once. But... I used to slick my hair back real tight, so he couldn't tell how long it was getting, and try to sneak through the kitchen. But the old man, he'd catch every night and he'd drag me back into that kitchen, he'd make me sit down at that table in the dark, and he would sit there telling me, and in the wintertime, he used to... he used to turn on the gas stove so, and close all the doors, so it got real hot in there. And I remember just sitting in the dark, him telling me... and telling me, telling me, telling me. And I could always hear that voice. No matter how long I sat there, I could never ever see his face.
We'd start talking about nothing much, how I was doing... Pretty soon, he asked me what I thought I was doing with myself. And we'd always end up screaming at each other. My mother, she'd always end up running in from the front room crying, and trying to pull him off me, try to keep us from fighting with each other. And I'd always end up... I'd always end up running out the back door and pulling away from him. Pulling away from him, running down the driveway screaming at him, telling him, telling him, telling him, how it was my life and I was going to do what I wanted to do...
It's a hard world to get a break in
All the good things have been taken
But I know there's ways to make certain these days
Though I come dressed in rags, I will wear sable, Sable!, someday
Someday...
Hear what I say
Man, I'm going to make for certain
Ain't gonna be no more of my time spent sweatin' rent
Hear my command, I'm cutting loose
It ain't no use in trying to hold me down
Or sticking 'round
Cause, baby (baby)
Remember (remember)
It's my life and I'll do what I want
It's my mind and I'll think what I want
Show me I'm wrong
Hurt me sometime
Someday I'll treat you real fine
I will!
Girl, I will... I will, god I know it... I will...
Yeah...
There's women, who likes a-paying the rent, and their fortunes
And they'll just want to mother orphans
Are you going to cry when I'm bleeding them dry?
Taking all I can get with no regrets
When I, When I openly lie and live only money
'Cause you can believe me, that there's money out there
And you can believe you can't be no saint and complain
And I'm going to go on out, now!, and take what's mine
And baby (baby)
remember (remember)
It's my life and I'll do what I want
It's my mind and I'll think what I want
Show me I'm wrong
Hurt me sometime
Someday I'll treat you real fine
(It's my life and I'll do what I want)
It's my life!
(It's my mind and I'll think what I want)
Think what I want!
(It's my life and I'll do what I want)
Don't you push me!
(It's my mind) my life! (and I'll think what I want)
All right!
It's my life!
(beginning cut) ...kissed the babysitter
She screamed and I told her it was just the beast in me
And on my way out of the house I shot out my TV
I went down to the corner luncheonette and said
Sally 'fried peanut butter and banana will do(?)' I'm turning into Elvis and there's nothing I can do
I threw out my wife and family I took off my wedding ring
I told my friends and neighbors to refer to me now as 'King'
I put a chainlink fence around my ranch house and on the gate
a sign that reads 'Graceland II'
I'm turning into Elvis and there's nothing I can do
I visited my mama's grave and I headed out to Hollywood and I signed a picture with MGM I play a rebellious beachboy racecar driver who fucks a nun in the end
In the last scene I whip out my big guitar
and show her a little Memphis-style kung-fu
I'm turning into Elvis and there's nothing I can do
But I drove on straight to Vegas and I stopped in the first old stripper bar
Found me a little hooker that looked just like Ann-Margaret
and we rumba'd in my sports car
Well me and my drinking buddies turned my lovin' home into a frikkin' zoo
I'm turning into Elvis and there's nothing I can do
Well he came to me last night in a dream looking just like he did in '57
He said 'Son that guitar is a wonderful thing but it can be the living devils' friend
On the other hand there's sex-starved women,
millions of dollars, and anything you want to do.'
I'm turning into Elvis and there's nothing I can do
I ain't afraid of no lions
I ain't afraid of no grizzly bear
I got in a wrestlin' match with old King Kong
He didn't even muss my hair
There's just one thing in the whole wide world
That make me doubt my stuff
I'm a coward when it comes to love
Now bring down old Hulk Hogan
King Kong Bundy too
Bring down old Big Mike Tyson
I'll show them what a real man can do
They say the tougher' get goin'
Now baby that's when the goin' get tough
But I'm a coward when it comes to love
I'm a coward when it comes to love
I'm a coward when it comes to love
You can bring on a different sexy girl
At every night of the week
Buddy that's okay
But I start tremblin', my knees get weak
Whenever I hear her say
"Do you love me baby?"
"Do you love me baby?"
"Do you love me baby?"
I got a muscle of iron
I got another muscle made of steel
But when we start kissin' 'n' huggin'
You may be the bravest man in the whole wide world
But Buddy, that ain't enough
I'm a coward when it comes to love
I'm a coward when it comes to love
I'm a coward when it comes to love
I was out driving, just taking it slow
Looked at my tank it was reading low
Pulled in an exxon station out on highway one
Look out!
Help up without a gun
Help up without a gun
Help up without a gun
(some man) drew eight hundred dollars (doing off a
Squeeze)
Ain’t got nowhere to go and nothing to eat
(driving up so blow us) better sign here son
Watch out!
Help up without a gun
Help up without a gun
Now it’s a sin and it oughta be a crime
You know it happens buddy all the time
If I don’t break the limit tryin’ to have a little fun
Help up without a gun
Help up without a gun
Help up without a gun
Help up without a gun
At sixteen she quit high school to
make her fortune in the promised land
She got a job behind the counter in an
all night hamburger stand
She wrote faithfully home to mama
'Now mama don't you worry none'
From small things, mama
Big things one day come
It was late one Friday he pulled in
out of the dark
He was tall and handsome; first she
took his order, then she took his heart
They bought a house up on the hillside
Where little feet soon would run
From small things, mama
Big things one day come
[Bridge:]
Oh but love is fleeting
it's sad but true
But when your heart is beating
You don't wanna hear the news
She packed her bags
and with a Wyomie County real estate man
She ran down to Tampa
In and 'El Dorado Grande'
She wrote back home, 'Dear Mama
Life is just heaven in the sun
From small things, mama
Big things one day come'
Well she shot him dead
On a sunny Florida road
When they caught her all she said
Was she couldn't stand the way he drove
Back home lonesome Johnny
Prays for his baby's parole
He waits on the hillside
Where the Wyomie waters roll
At his feet and almost grown now
A blue-eyed daughter and a handsome son
Well from small things, mama
Big things one day come
Well from small things, mama
Big things one day come
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 boy
Mess around and you'll end up in Dutch boy
You can look but you better not, no you better not, no you better not touch
Well I came home from work and I switched to Channel 5
There was a pretty little girly looking 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 but you better not touch boy
You can look but you better not touch boy
Mess around and you'll end up in Dutch boy
You can look but you better not, no you better not, no you better not touch
Well I 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 tapping on the window and a voice in the dark
You can look but you better not touch boy
You can look but you better not touch boy
Mess around and you'll end up in Dutch boy
You can look but you better not, no you better not, no you better not touch
I don't remember how I felt
I never thought I'd live
To read about myself
In my hometown paper
How my brave young life
Was forever changed
In a misty cloud of pink vapor
Darlin' give me your kiss
Only understand
I am the nothing man
Around here everybody acts the same
Around here everybody acts like nothing's changed
Friday night club meets at Al's Barbecue
The sky is still the same unbelievable blue
Darlin' give me your kiss
Come and take my hand
I am the nothing man
You can call me Joe
Buy me a drink and shake my hand
You want courage
I'll show you courage you can understand
Pearl and silver
Restin' on my night table
It's just me Lord, pray I'm able
Darlin' with this kiss
Say you understand
I am the nothing man
It's a fairytale so tragic
There's no prince to break the spell
I don't believe in magic
But for you I will, for you I will
If I'm a fool, I'll be a fool
Darlin' for you
I'm countin' on a miracle
Baby I'm countin' on a miracle
Darlin' I'm countin' on a miracle
To come through
There ain't no storybook story
There's no never-ending song
Our happily ever after Darlin'
Forever come and gone
I'm movin' on
If I'm gonna believe
I'll put my faith
Darlin' in you
I'm countin' on a miracle
Baby I'm countin' on a miracle
Darlin' I'm countin' on a miracle
To come through
Sleeping beauty awakes from her dream
With her lover's kiss on her lips
Your kiss was taken from me
Now all I have is this
Your kiss, your kiss, your touch, your touch
Your heart, your heart, your strength, your strength
Your hope, your hope, your faith, your faith
Your face, your face, your love, your love
Your dream, your dream, your life, your life
I'm runnin' through the forest
With this wolf at my heels
My king is lost at midnight
When the tower bells peal
We've got no fairytale ending
In God's hands our fate is complete
Your heaven's here in my heart
Our love's this dust beneath my feet
Just this dust beneath my feet
If I'm gonna live
I'll life my life
I met a girl and we ran away
I swore I'd make her happy every day
And how I made her cry
Two faces have i
Sometimes mister I feel sunny and wild
Lord I love to see my baby smile
Then dark clouds come rolling by
Two faces have i
One that laughs one that cries
One says hello one says goodbye
One does things I don't understand
Makes me feel like half a man
At night I get down on my knees and pray
Our love will make that other man go away
But hell never say goodbye
Two faces have i
Last night as I kissed you neath the willow tree
He swore he'd take your love away from me
He said our life was just a lie
And two faces have i
Fat man sitting on a little stool
Takes the money from my hand while his eyes take a walk all over you
Hands me the ticket smiles and whispers good luck
Cuddle up angel cuddle up my little dove
We'll ride down baby into this tunnel of love
I can feel the soft silk of your blouse
And them soft thrills in our little fun house
Then the lights go out and it's just the three of us
You me and all that stuff we're so scared of
Gotta ride down baby into this tunnel of love
There's a crazy mirror showing us both in 5-D
I'm laughing at you you're laughing at me
There's a room of shadows that gets so dark brother
It's easy for two people to lose each other in this tunnel of love
it ought to be easy ought to be simple enough
Man meets woman and they fall in love
But the house is haunted and the ride gets rough
And you've got to learn to live with what you can't rise above if you want to ride on down in through this tunnel of love
Woke up this morning
the house was cold
Checked the furnace
she wasn't burnin'
Went out and hopped my old Ford
Hit the engine
but she ain't turnin'.
We've given each other some hard lessons lately
But we ain't learnin'
We're the same sad story
that's a fact
One step up and two steps back.
Bird on a wire outside my motel room
but he ain't singin'
Girl in white outside a church in June
But the church bells they ain't ringin' .
I'm sitting here in this bar tonight
but all I'm thinkin' is:
I'm the same old story
same old act
One step up and two steps back.
It's the same thing night on night
Who's wrong
baby
who's right?
Another fight and I slam the door on
Another battle in our dirty little war.
When I look at myself I don't see the man I wanted to be
Somewhere along the line I slipped off track
I'm caught movin' one step up and two steps back.
There's a girl across the bar
I get the message she's sendin'
she ain't lookin' too married and me
honey
I'm pretending.
Last night I dreamed I held you in my arms
the music was never ending
We danced as the evening sky faded to black
One step up and two steps back
One step up and two steps back
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 things going
It takes a leap of faith you gotta show some guts
It takes a leap of faith to get things going
In your heart you must trust
Now your legs were heaven your breasts were the altar
Your body was the holy land
You shouted jump but my heart faltered
You laughed and said baby don't you understand?
It takes a leap of faith to get things going
It takes a leap of faith you gotta show some guts
It takes a leap of faith to get things going
In your heart you must trust
Now you were the red sea I was moses
I kissed you and slipped into a bed of roses
The waters parted and love rushed inside
I was jesus son sanctified
Tonight the moons looking young but Im feelin younger
Neath a veil of dreams sweet blessings rain
Honey I can feel the first breeze of summer
And in your love Im born again
It takes a leap of faith to get things going
It takes a leap of faith you gotta show some guts
It takes a leap of faith to get things going
In your heart you must trust
Roy bittan, keyboards
Lisa lowell, backing vocals
Patti scialfa, backing vocals
I’m standing 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 dreams
I’m watchin’ you through the window
With your girlfriends from back home
You’re showin’ off your dress
There’s laughter and a toast
From your daddy to the prettiest bride he’s ever seen
Oh won’t you baby be in my book of dreams
In the darkness my fingers slip across your skin
I feel your sweet reply
The room fades away and suddenly I’m way up high
Just holdin’ you to me
As through the window the moonlight streams
Oh won’t you baby be in my book of dreams
Now the ritual begins
’Neath the wedding garland we meet as strangers
The dance floor is alive with beauty
Mystery and danger
We dance out ’neath the stars’ ancient light into the darkening trees
I got the fortunes of heaven in diamonds and gold
I got all the bonds baby that the bank could hold
I got houses 'cross the country honey end to end
And everybody buddy wants to be my friend
Well I got all the riches baby any man ever knew
But the only thing I ain't got honey I ain't got you
I got a house full of Rembrandt and priceless art
And all the little girls they wanna tear me apart
When I walk down the street people stop and stare
Well you'd think I might be thrilled but baby I don't care
'Cause I got more good luck honey than old King Farouk
But the only thing I ain't got baby I ain't got you
I got a big diamond watch sittin' on my wrist
I try to tempt you baby but you just resist
I made a deal with the devil babe I won't deny
Until I got you in my arms I can't be satisfied
I got a pound of caviar sitting home on ice
I got a fancy foreign car that rides like paradise
I got a hundred pretty women knockin' down my door
And folks wanna kiss me I ain't even seen before
I been around the world and all across the seven seas
Been paid a king's ransom for doin' what comes naturally
But I'm still the biggest fool honey this world ever knew
'Cause the only thing I ain't got baby I ain't got you
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...
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
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
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
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
41 shots
41 shots
41 shots
41 shots
41 shots
41 shots
41 shots
41 shots....
and we'll take that ride
'cross this bloody river
to the other side
41 shots... cut through the night
You're kneeling over his body in the vestibule
Praying for his life
Is it a gun, is it a knife
Is it a wallet, this is your life
It ain't no secret
It ain't no secret
No secret my friend
You can get killed just for living
In your American skin
41 shots
Lena gets her son ready for school
She says 'on these streets, Charles
You've got to understand the rules
If an officer stops you
Promise you'll always be polite,
that you'll never ever run away
Promise Mama you'll keep your hands in sight'
Is it a gun, is it a knife
Is it a wallet, this is your life
It ain't no secret
It ain't no secret
No secret my friend
You can get killed just for living
In your American skin
Is it a gun, is it a knife
Is it in your heart, is it in your eyes
It ain't no secret
41 shots... and we'll take that ride
'Cross this bloody river
To the other side
41 shots... got my boots caked in this mud
We're baptized in these waters and in each other's blood
Is it a gun, is it a knife
Is it a wallet, this is your life
It ain't no secret
It ain't no secret
No secret my friend
You can get killed just for living
In your American skin
How many roads must a man walk down
Before you call him a man?
Yes, 'n' how many seas must a white dove sail
Before she sleeps in the sand?
Yes, and how many times must the cannon balls fly
Before they're forever banned?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,
The answer is blowin' in the wind.
How many times must a man look up
Before he can see the sky?
Yes, 'n' how many ears must one man have
Before he can hear people cry?
Yes, 'n' how many deaths will it take till he knows
That too many people have died?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,
The answer is blowin' in the wind.
How many years can a mountain exist
Before it is washed to the sea
Yes, 'n' how many years can some people exist
Before they're allowed to be free?
Yes, 'n' how many times can a man turn his head,
Pretending he just doesn't see?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,
The answer is blowin' in the wind.
I got no time for the corner boys
Down in the street making all that noise
Or the girls out on the avenue
`cause tonight i wanna be with you
Tonight i'm gonna take that ride
Across the river to the jersey side
Take my baby to the carnival
And i'll take her on all the rides
`cause down the shore everything's all right
You and your baby on a saturday night
You know all my dreams come true
When i'm walking down the street with you
Sha la la la la la la
Sha la la la la la la la la
Sha la la la la la la
Sha la la la i'm in love with a jersey girl
You know she thrills me with all her charms
When i'm wrapped up in my baby's arms
My little girl gives me everything
I know that some day she'll wear my ring
So don't bother me man i ain't got no time
I'm on my way to see that girl of mine
`cause nothing matters in this whole wide world
When you're in love with a jersey girl
Sha la la la...
I see you on the street and you look so tired
I know that job you got leaves you so uninspired
When i come by to take you out to eat
You're lyin' all dressed up on the bed baby fast asleep
Go in the bathroom and put your makeup on
We're gonna take that little brat of yours and drop her off at your mom's
I know a place where the dancing's free
Now baby won't you come with me
`cause down the shore everything's all right
You and your baby on a saturday night
Nothing matters in this whole wide world
Sandy the fireworks are hailin' over Little Eden tonight
Forcin' a light into all those stoned-out faces left stranded on this Fourth of July
Down in town the circuit's full with switchblade lovers so fast so shiny so sharp
And the wizards play down on Pinball Way on the boardwalk way past dark
And the boys from the casino dance with their shirts open like Latin lovers along the shore
Chasin' all them silly New York girls
Sandy the aurora is risin' behind us
The pier lights our carnival life forever
Love me tonight for I may never see you again
Hey Sandy girl
Now the greasers they tramp the streets or get busted for trying to sleep on the beach all night
Them boys in their spiked high heels ah Sandy their skins are so white
And me I just got tired of hangin' in them dusty arcades bangin' them pleasure machines
Chasin' the factory girls underneath the boardwalk where they promise to unsnap their jeans
And you know that tilt-a-whirl down on the south beach drag
I got on it last night and my shirt got caught
And that Joey kept me spinnin' I didn't think I'd ever get off
Oh Sandy the aurora is risin' behind us
The pier lights our carnival life on the water
Runnin' down the beach at night with my boss's daughter
Well he ain't my boss no more Sandy
Sandy, the angels have lost our desire for us
I spoke to 'em just last night and they said they won't set themselves on fire for us anymore
Every summer when the weather gets hot they ride that road down from heaven on their Harleys they come and they go
And you can see 'em dressed like stars in all the cheap little seashore bars parked making love with their babies out on the Kokomo
Well the cops finally busted Madame Marie for tellin' fortunes better than they do
This boardwalk life for me is through
You know you ought to quit this scene too
Sandy the aurora's rising behind us, the pier lights our carnival life forever
Oh love me tonight and I promise I'll love you forever
Said you'd give me just a little kiss
And you'd rock me for a little while
Well you'd slip me just a piece of it
Listen up little child
I Want it all or nothin' at all
I Want it all or nothin' at all
Said you'd take me for a little dance
If you had a little time on your hands
Well all I do is push and shove
Just to get a little piece of your love
I want it all or nothin' at all
I want it all or nothin' at all
Well now I don't wanna be greedy
But when it comes to love there ain't no doubt
You just ain't gonna get what you want
With one foot in bed and one foot out
You got to give it all or nothin' at all
All or nothin' at all
Now I only got a little time
So if you're gonna change your mind
Then shout out what you're thinkin' of
If what you're thinkin' of is love
I want it all or nothin' at all
I want it all or nothin' at all
I want to have it all or nothin' at all
I want it all or nothin' at all
I want it all or nothin' at all
I want to give it all or nothin' at all
I bought a bourgeois house in the Hollywood hills
With a truckload of hundred thousand dollar bills
Man came by to hook up my cable TV
We settled in for the night my baby and me
We switched 'round and 'round 'til half-past dawn
There was fifty-seven channels and nothin' on
Well now home entertainment was my baby's wish
So I hopped into town for a satellite dish
I tied it to the top of my Japanese car
I came home and I pointed it out into the stars
A message came back from the great beyond
There's fifty-seven channels and nothin' on
Well we might'a made some friends with some billionaires
We might'a got all nice and friendly
If we'd made it upstairs
All I got was a note that said 'Bye-bye John
Our love is fifty-seven channels and nothin' on'
So I bought a .44 magnum it was solid steel cast
And in the blessed name of Elvis well I just let it blast
'Til my TV lay in pieces there at my feet
And they busted me for disturbin' the almighty peace
Judge said 'What you got in your defense son?'
'Fifty-seven channels and nothin' on'
I can see by your eyes friend you're just about gone
Fifty-seven channels and nothin' on...
Fifty-seven channels and nothin'
It was a teenage wedding, and the old folks wished them well
You could see that Pierre did truly love the madamoiselle
And now the young monsieur and madame have rung the chapel bell
C'est la vie, say the old folks, it goes to show you never can tell
They furnished off an apartment with a two room Roebuck sale
The coolerator was crammed with TV dinners and ginger ale
But when Pierre found work, the little money cominï worked out well
C'est la vie, say the old folks, it goes to show you never can tell
They had a hi-fi phono, boy, did they let it blast
Seven hundred little records, all rock, rhythm and jazz
But when the sun went down, the rapid tempo of the music fell
C'est la vie, say the old folks, it goes to show you never can tell
They bought a souped-up jitney, 'twas a cherry red '53
They drove it down to Orleans to celebrate the anniversary
It was there that Pierre was married to the lovely madamoiselle
C'est la vie, say the old folks, it goes to show you never can tell
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
You deserve better than this
little girl can't you see it's true
At least I'll try to prove it to you
Baby you prove it to me
And I'll prove it to you
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
Sir I am a pilgrim
and a stranger in this land
once I had a home here
my salvation was at hand
I lived in a house of gold
yeah on the far hill side
I had two beautiful children
and a kind and loving wife
(chorus)
and you live
with unsatisfied heart, can you live
with unsatisfied heart, can you live
with unsatisfied heart, can you live
with unsatisfied heart
and one day a man came to town
with nothing and nowhere to go
he came to me and he mentioned
something I'd done a long time ago
I allowed him into my home
on his vow that secret wouldn't see the light
at night I lay awake in my wife's arms
she sighed Joe are you alright
(chorus)
day after day, time
yeah time passed on by
but I could feel myself changing
yeah changing deep inside
one night I woke up
and as my wife did sleep
I got dressed in the darkness
and I fled into the street
(chorus)
(instrumental)
night after night
the same dream keeps comin round
I'm standing high on the green hills
on the outskirts of town
the night air fills my lungs
and rustles my shirt
I can see the house where we live
the building where I used to work
as I draw near
the town's lit by a red summer moon
I feel your arms around me
I wake up in this room
(chorus)
Princess Di did find another man
Prince Charles may want to live
in another woman's underpants
I know what he feels like
I've been there too
but there will never be any other for me but you
Will Elizabeth Taylor get married again? buddy that's the question
Poor Larry Fertenski busted on his harly for illegal weapons possession
I've been that down, I've been that crazy I've been that much of a fool
But there will never be any other for me but you
Man a love that's real
is a love that's hard
like a pit bull on your ass
in a very small backyard
a love that's hard
can be a love that's true
but there will never be any other for me but you
Elvis and Priscilla
Jim Baker and Tammy Fay
Donald and Ivana once swore their love forever and a day
I said those words
ya I meant 'em too
but I swear there will never be any other for me but you no,
baby there will never be any other for me but you
Seems like I'm caught up
in your trap
again
Seems like I'll be
wearing the same
old chains
Good will conquer
Evil
And the truth will
set me free
And I know some
day I will find
the key
I know
somewhere I will
find the key
Seems like I've
been playing your
game way too long
Seems the game
I've played has
made you strong
When the game is
over
I won't walk out the
loser
I know I'll walk
out of here again
I know someday
I'll walk out of
here again
Well now I'm
Trapped
OOh yeah
Trapped
OOh Yeah
Trapped
Seems like I've
been sleeping in
your bed too
long
Seems like you've
been meaning to
do me harm
But I'll teach my
eyes to see
Beyond these
walls in front of
Someday I'll walk
out of here again
Someday I'll walk
out of here again
Trapped
OOh yeah
Trapped
OOh Yeah
Trapped
OOh Yeah
Trapped
OOh Yeah
Seems like I've
been playing your
game way too long
Seems the game
I've played has
made you strong
Trapped
OOh yeah
Trapped
OOh Yeah
Trapped
OOh Yeah
Trapped
OOh Yeah
Tiger Rose let me read some prose to you
just as long as it shows my love any verse will do
Honey, I could make you happy if you'd only let me, heaven knows
My my Tiger Rose
I went to work this morning on the local commuter train (or maybe locomotive train)
Stopped back early and I peeked through the window pane
There was a man eating from my refrigerator dressed up in my clothes
Why why Tiger Rose?
Called out your name and I kicked down the front door
I grabbed him by my robe and I wrastled him across the floor
I told you you weren't any better than all those other so and so's
Said he wasn't any different than a thousand other Joe Blows
Love disappears so quickly, when it goes it goes
Why why Tiger Rose?
Bye Bye Tiger Rose
So long Tiger, I'm out of here baby
The wind and rain slashing at my window pane
Lightning's flashing, looks like the sky's gone insane
And it seems like you have lied again
And now I'm left with the wind and the rain
Oh, shattered truth, jagged memories heal
You know it's hard them dreams that just can't come true
How long's it been since I've known you
Now the wind and rain is my only truth
Summertime, summertime remembers when you were mine
And now that's left so far behind
Can't you see what you've done to my mind
Now the wind and the rain's forever mine
Hey, yeah, yeah, ain't time shoring it up
Oh, the year's have made me far too tough
And when I started to go, I got rough
Now the wind and the rain is my only love
I said the wind and the rain is my only love
You know the wind and the rain is my only love
Wintertime
memories when you were mine
Oh, let them shine
Golden moments lost in time
Now I hear the grandfather's chime
The wind and rain's forever mine
The wind and the rain slashing at my window pane
Seems like you have lied again
But now I guess that it's just the same
And I am left with the wind and the rain
Hasn't time shown you enough
The years have made me far too tough
But you know where I stood when the going got rough
The wind and the rain is my only love
The wind and the rain is all I love
The wind and the rain is all I love
The wind and the rain is all I love
The wind and the rain is all I love
Tom Joad he got out the old McAlester Pen
He got his parole
After four long years on a man killing charge
Tom Joad come walkin' down the road, poor boy
Tom Joad come walkin' down the road.
Tom Joad, he met a truck drivin' man,
And he caught him a ride
Said 'I just got loose from the McAlester Pen
On a charge called homicide,
On a charge called homicide.'
Well that truck rolled away in a cloud of dust
Tommy turned his face toward home.
He met Preacher Casy
And they had a little drink.
They found that his family was gone,
They found that his family was gone.
They found his mother's old fashioned shoe,
and they found his daddy's hat.
And they found little Muley, and Muley said,
'they been tractored off by the cats, Tommy boy.
They been tractored off by the cats.'
Tom Joad, he walked down to the neighbor's farm,
and he found his family.
He took Preacher Casy
and he loaded up the car,
And his mother said, 'We got to get away, Tommy Boy.'
His mother said, 'we got to get away.'
Now the twelve of the Joads, they made mighty heavy load,
And Grampa Joad, he did cry.
He picked up a handful of land in his hand.
He said, 'I'm stayin' with this farm till I die.
I'm stayin' here till I die.'
They fed him short ribs and coffee and syrup.
And Grampa Joad, he did die.
They buried Grampa Joad by the side of the road,
buried Grandma on the California side.
Buried Grandma on the California side.
They stood on a mountain and they looked to the west,
and it looked like the Promised Land.
That bright green valley with a river runnin' through
held work for every single hand. They thought,
'There'll be work for every single hand.'
The Joads road away to the Jungle camp
and there they cook them some stew.
And the hungry little kids said,
'We'd like to have some, too, please.
We'd like to have some, too.'
Now, the Deputy Sheriff fired loose at a man,
and he shot a woman in the back.
Before he could take his aim again,
Preacher Casy dropped him in his tracks,
Preach Casy dropped him in his tracks.
Well, they handcuffed Casy
and they took him to jail
and then he got away.
He met with Tom Joad on the old River Bride.
and these few words he did say, poor boy.
These few words he did say:
'Well, I preached for Lord for a mighty long time,
preached about the rich and the poor.
Us working folks gotta get together,
cause we ain't got a chance anymore, Tommy boy.
We ain't got a chance anymore.'
Well, the Deputies come,
And Tom and Casy, they did run
To the bridge where the water run down.
But the vigilante they hit Casy with a club,
and they laid Preacher Casy on the ground,
They laid Preacher Casy on the ground.
Tom Joad, he grabbed that Deputy's club,
And hit him over the head.
Tom Joad took flight
in the dark and rainy night,
A deputy and Preacher lying dead,
a deputy and preacher lying dead.
Well, Tom run back to where his mama was alseep.
and he woke her up out of the bed.
and he kissed goodbye
to the mother that he loved.
And he said what Preacher Casy said, Tom Joad
he said what Preacher Casy said.
'Well, everybody might be just one big soul,
or it looks that way to me.
Everywhere you look, in the day or the night,
That's where I'm gonna be, Ma.
That's where I'm gonna be.
'Wherever little children are hungry and cry,
wherever people ain't free,
whevever men and women are fightin' for their rights,
that's where I'm gonna be, Ma.
That's where I'm gonna be.'
They’re grazin’ the fieldCovered with tarCan’t get a priceTo see my way clearI’m sitting downAt the sugarland barIt might as well buryMy body right hereTractors and combinesOut in the coldSheds piled highWith the wheat we ain’t soldSilos filled withLast year’s cropsIf something don’t break meWe’ll gonna dropWell my wife got anotherComing in julyShe’s just laid up in bedAll she does is cries, cries, criesTommy, oh tommyI’m so aloneTommy, oh tommyOh! won’t you stay homePa’ don’t say nothingExcept when it rainsHe sits by the windowListening to the sound of passing trainsRoaring out of the nightCarrying an empty loadWe got a whole lot of grainThat ain’t got nowhere to goWell, if pricesDon’t get no higherI’ll fill this dustbin with gasand set these fields on fireSit out on a ridgeWhere the bluebirds flyAnd watch the flame rise upAgainst this sugarland sky
I found me a little girl and I settled down
in a pretty little town
we got married and promised never to part
then I fell victim to a restless heart
and I feel like I'm driving a stolen car
through a pitchblack night and I'm doing my best
to make it through, and I'm just sitting down here at the Staton light
I want to get caught but I never do
At first I thought it was just restlessness
that would fade as time went by
and our love grew deep
but in the end it was something more I guess
that tore us apart and made her weak
And I'm driving a stolen car
through a pitch-black night
I keep telling myself
everything's going to be alright
but I drive by night
and I travel in fear
that in this darkness
I might just disappear.
She asked if I remembered the letters I wrote
when our love was young and we were bold
she said she read those letters last night
and they made her feel 100 years old
there's a river that runs by that little town,
down into the sea
it was there in the shade I laid my body down
as she flowed on so effortlessly
now there'll be dancing tonight down at county line,
there'll be a party out at seven trees
and from these banks I can see those party lights shine
maybe she's there, maybe she's looking for me.
Last night I dreamed I made the call
I swore to return to stay forever more
once again we stood on the wedding steps at Victory Hall
and walked arm in arm through the chapel door
I can remember how good I felt inside
when the preacher said son you may kiss the bride
but as I leaned over to touch those pretty lips
I felt it all slip away through my fingertips
and I'm driving a stolen car
through a pitchblack night
I keep telling myself
everything's going to be allright
but I ride by night and I travel in fear
no matter what I do or where I drive
nobody ever sees me when I ride by.
Hey babyWell she’s vicious as a razorResting on your mainlineShe’s brutal as an aceLaid on the table at just the right timeShe’s like a devil-womanBut she’s locked in over-driveHer eyes are cold stoneBut she’s backed by a power-glideShe’s sweet, she’s educatedShe knows about history, geometryShe’s so fineOh she says I ain’t got the loveI ain’t got the timeAin’t gonna give you no kissAin’t gonna hand yaAll I want’s a ride, sweet williamAll I want’s a rideAnd it’s oh baby, oh babyWon’t you come, don’t you wanna go for a ride? I’ll get in my car and burn it upNow switch on the radio and turn it upAnd we’re gonna be burning down a straight loadI want some love and I got to truck alongWell she’s vicious as a razorResting on your mainlineShe’s brutal as an aceLaid on the table at just the right timeShe’s like a devil-womanBut she’s locked in over-driveHer eyes are cold stoneBut she’s backed by a power-glideShe’s so educatedShe’s got a nice mama, she got a nice popShe’s so fineOh and the boys say she swings a silver rodthe kids call her angelSome kids call her God down on lover’s laneBe my babyWon’t you be my loverCome on babyI said hey baby
I remember yesterday and I'd sit and watch the hound dogs play
Howlin' at the China moon
??Now yesterday is the busted blues
Life was young, things were easy,
Days were short, nights were warm
Time were good. Hate was shallow
??The horse crazy behind the ????
I swear that I've seen your face somewhere back in that time
and I'm in theat place. Do you remember?
The old house stood like World War Two with just rooms
and a hall to be used.
The lady was mean.
Just slightly unclean with a heart of cold silver and gold.
Kitchen smelled of kerosene.
Celing hung down on ?veil? and rotted beams
and the man, they said, his work could of hung in the room
Now he sits around all day because his left arm won't move
He was a master of the art of electricity
He lectured on tours and circuitry.
He was self-employed, but he could never see his way into the light
He had a room full of switches and dials and lights and
a head full of clouds and eyes full of sight.
And when it got dark,
I could hear his heartbeat like a mother in the night.
She stood like a guardian ready to give everything up.
If I had asked for a sword and her blood in a cup.
but there was just time when I asked for too much.
She sighed because she could not give it.
We used to sit beneath the tree just the lady, the radio man and me.
And I think it was the winter of '63 the man went away and let us be
It was early on an August day that the lady decided she must go away.
Her heart it seems could not pay the price for what her body was buying
I came home from school and I found the note went into the kitcken
and lit the old stone with songs set on overload.
I turned on the TV, spent the rest of the sfternoon watching
all my cartoons thru the hall
and across the porch was the sun surrendered like a crying torch.
Once we ran and lived as one
In another world, my little one
Where whispering trees and dark rivers run
I told a dream to you
Now outside the streets are gray
And the childhood games we played
Have faded away
My baby, she has restless nights
(She has restless nights)
My baby, she has restless nights
On late-night movie screens
Young lovers look so sure
Lost in wide-wake dreams
That they can't afford
Once I held you in my arms
On a bed of stone
Now we have grown
Once we ran and lived as one
In different world, my little one
Where whispering trees and dark rivers run
I told a dream to you
Now I pray, darling, for the night
We'll dance down these darkened halls
Once again to fall
I was bruised and 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
wastin' away
On the streets of Philadelphia
I walked the avenue 'til my legs felt like stone
I heard the voices of friends vanished and gone
At night I could hear the blood in my veins
Black and whispering as the rain
On the streets of Philadelphia
Ain't no angel gonna greet me
It's just you and I my friend
My clothes don't fit me no more
I walked a thousand miles
Just to slip this skin
The night has fallen, I'm lyin' awake
I can feel myself fading away
So receive me brother with your faithless kiss
Or will we leave each other alone like this
We said wed walk together baby come what may
That come the twilight should we lose our way
If as were walkin a hand should slip free
Ill wait for you
And should I fall behind
Wait for me
We swore wed travel darlin side by side
Wed help each other stay in stride
But each lovers steps fall so differently
But I'll wait for you
And if I should fall behind
Wait for me
Now everyone dreams of a love lasting and true
But you and I know what this world can do
So lets make our steps clear that the other may see
And I'll wait for you
If I should fall behind
Wait for me
Now there's a beautiful river in the valley ahead
There neath the oaks bough soon we will be wed
Should we lose each other in the shadow of the evening trees
Ill wait for you
And should I fall behind
Wait for me
Darlin I'll wait for you
Should I fall behind
I got my discharge from Fort Irwin
Took a place on the San Diego county line
Felt funny bein' a civilian again
It'd been some time
My wife had died a year ago
I was still tryin' to find my way back whole
Went to work for the INS on the line
With the California border patrol
Bobby Ramirez was a ten year veteran
We became friends
His family was from Guanajuato
So the job it was different for him
He said "They risk death in the deserts and mountains
Pay all they got to the smugglers rings
We send 'em home and they come right back again
Carl hunger is a powerful thing."
Well I was good at doin' what I was to
l'd Kept my uniform pressed and clean
At night I chased their shadows
Thru the arroyos and ravines
Drug runners farmers with their families
Young women with little children by their sides
Come night we'd wait out in the canyons
And try to keep 'em from crossin' the line
Well the first time that I saw her
She was in the holdin' pen
Our eyes met and she looked away
Then she looked back again
Her hair was black as coal
Her eyes reminded me of what I'd lost
She had a young child cryin' in her arms
I asked "Senora is there anything I can do?"
There's a bar in Tijuana
Where me and Bobby drink alongside
The same people we'd sent back the day before
She said her name was Louisa
She was from Sonora and had just come north
We danced and I held her in my arms
And I knew what I would do
She said she had some family in Madera county
If she her child and younger brother could just get thru
At night they come across the levee
In the searchlight's dusty glow
We'd rush 'em in our Broncos
Force 'em back down into the river below
She climbed into my truck
She leaned toward me and we kissed
As we drove her brother's shirt slipped open
And I saw the tape across his chest
We were just about on the highway
When Bobby's jeep come up in the dust on my right
I pulled over and let my engine run
And stepped out into his lights
I felt myself movin'
My gun restin' 'neath my hand
We stood there starin' at each other
As off thru the arroyo she ran
Bobby Ramirez he never said nothin'
6 months later I left the line
I drifted to the central valley
And took what work I could find
At night I searched the local bars
And the migrant towns
Lookin' for my Louisa
The angel rides with hunch-backed children, poison oozing from his engine
Wieldin love as a lethal weapon, on his way to hubcap heaven
Baseball cards poked in his spokes, his boots in oil he's patiently soaked
The roadside attendant nervously jokes as the angels tires strokes his precious pavement
The interstates choked with nomadic hordes in volkswagen vans with full running boards dragging great anchors
Followin dead-end signs into the sores
The angel rides by humpin his hunk metal whore
Madison avenues claim to fame in a trainer bra with eyes like rain
She rubs against the weather-beaten frame and asks the angel for his name
Off in the distance the marble dome reflects across the flatlands with a naked feel off into parts unknown
Got out of prison back in '86 and I found a wife
Walked the clean and narrow
Just tryin' to stay out and stay alive
Got a job at the rendering plant, it ain't gonna make me rich
In the darkness before dinner comes
Sometimes I can feel the itch
I got a cold mind to go tripping across that thin line
I'm sick of doin' straight time
My uncle's at the evenin' table, makes his living runnin' hot cars
Slips me a hundred dollar bill says
"Charlie you best remember who your friends are".
Got a cold mind to go trippin' 'cross that thin line
I ain't makin' straight time
Eight years in it feels like you're gonna die
But you get used to anything
Sooner or later it just becomes your life
Kitchen floor in the evening tossin' my little babies high
Mary's smiling but she's watching me out of the corner of her eye
Seems you can't get any more than half free
I step out onto the front porch and suck the cold air deep inside of me
Got a cold mind to go trippin' 'cross that thin line
I'm sick of doin' straight time
In the basement huntin' gun and a hacksaw
Sip a beer and thirteen inches of barrel drop to the floor
Come home in the evening, can't get the smell from my hands
Lay my head down on the pillow
'Every cloud has a silver lining, every dog has his day.
'She said 'Now don't say nothin'
If you don't have something nice to say
The tough now they get going when the going gets tough.'
But for you my best was never good enough
'Now don't try for a home run baby
If you can get the job done with a hit
Remember a quitter never wins
And a winner never quits
The sun don't shine on a sleepin' dog's ass.'
And all the rest of that stuff
But for you my best was never good enough
'If God gives you nothin' but lemons then you make some lemonade
The early bird catches the fuckin' worm,=20
Rome wasn't built in a day
Now life's like a box of chocolatesYou never know what you're going to get
Stupid is as stupid does' and the rest of that shit
Come on pretty baby call my bluff
From the tin rooftop the little boy did watch
The procession down through town
Through the museum where Daniel whupped the Devil
With them boys from the underground
Where the Giants of Science fight for tight control
Over the wildlands of New Mexico
Sam Houston's ghost's in Texas fighting for his soul
And the townsfolk rest uneasy beneath the guns of Kid Cole
And the kid says: 'Hey, where's Santa Ana
He who could romance the dumb into talking
Take a chance with me tonight, my contessa,
If it don't work out I ain't lame, I can walk'
Now some folks think cancer's taken to the streets of this town
But Sandy eats her candy and then lays her money down
Them cats are in from the canyons to strut their stuff in town
But there's only secret sinners here
Lord, there's only secret thieves
Only a fool would try to save
What the desert chose to leave
And hey there serita,
With your playboys in their Spanish bandanas
French cream won't soften those boots, baby
French kisses will not break your heart
Oh painted night set free with light
Glows outside the Rainbow Saloon
Matching braces with a Spanish lady
'Neath a graduation moon
No more colleges, no more coronations
Some punk's idea of a teenage nation
Has forced Santa Ana to change his station
From soldier to cartoon
And the Giants of Science spend their days and nights
Not with wives, not with lovers, but searchin' for the lights
They spotted in the desert on their helicopter flights
Just to be lost in the dust and the night
Hey my Contessa, in your juke joint rags you always bring candy for the kids
Come waltz with me tonight serita
'Cause only fools are alone on a night like this
Sleepy town ain't got the guts to budge
Baby, this emptiness has already been judged
I wanna go out tonight, I wanna find out what I got
You're a strange part of me, you're a preacher's girl
And I don't want no piece of this mechanical world
Got my arms open wide and my blood is running hot
We'll take the midnight road right to the devil's door
And even the white angels of Eden with their flamin' swords
Won't be able to stop us from hitting town in this dirty old Ford
Well it don't take no nerve when you got nothing to guard
I got tombstones in my eyes and I'm running real hard
My baby was a lover and the world just blew her away
Once they tried to steal my heart, beat it right outta my head
But baby they didn't know that I was born dead
I am the iceman, fighting for the right to live
I say better than the glory roads of heaven better off riding
Hellbound in the dirt, better than the bright lines of the freeway
Better than the shadows of your daddy's church
Better than the waiting, baby better off is the search
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.
Bishop danced with a thumbscrew woman
Did a double-quick back-flip and slid across the floor
The Catholic traffic flowed freely across the river
And Fiddlestick fiddled quick out the front door
Baby dumpling, mama's in the back tree
If the bough breaks mama might fall
Little sad and only, baby don't be lonely
Mama knows 'rithmetic, knows how to take a fall
Mama knows 'rithmetic, knows how to take a fall
And the kids are crying
Flapjacks, make'em fat, early in the morning
Little Jack, grab your hat
hear the breakfast call
Muskrat, bad old cat, kick him in the fireplace
There's someone in the kitchen blowing Dinah on their
horn
There's someone in the kitchen blowing Dinah like they're
born
Maverick Daddy got one-night prize
The glides like a monkey-mule kickin' on the backslide
Over hill, over hill, Daddy don't you spill now
Papa got a switch-stick, he's pumping little Bill
Papa got a switch-stick, he's pumping little Bill
And Bill, he's crying
Tomahawk, tomahawk, Daddy better duck out
The Mohawks, the Mohawks, they're still out there in the woods
Molatar, Okenah, running through my dreams now
With fire on their fingertips and injun's screams
Fire on their fingertips and feathers made of moonbeams
Early in the morning the cannoneer cried
I seem the sailor's warning in the western sky
Oh mountain man, if you can, cut me down a fir tree
Branches full of candlesticks for baby and me
And my darling cried, she said, Honey, the weather vane
lately it's been pointin' the way to heaven
Scatterbrains, Scatterbrains, watch out where you fall Champagne, champagne,
a round for all the old choirboys
They're bustin' off the altar chasing
Dinah through the hall
They're bustin' off the altar chasing
Dinah through the hall
And like kids they're crying
Flapjacks, make 'em fat, early in the morning
Little Jack, grab your hat
hear the breakfast call
Muskrat, bad old cat, kick him in the fireplace
There's someone in the kitchen blowing
Dinah on their horn
There's someone in the kitchen blowing
Dinah like they're born.
Tonight my bag is packed
Tomorrow I'll walk these tracks
That will lead me across the border
Tomorrow my love and I
Will sleep 'neath auburn skies
Somewhere across the border
We'll leave behind my dear
The pain and sadness we found here
And we'll drink from the Bravo's muddy waters
Where the sky grows grey and white
We'll meet on the other side
There across the border
For you I'll build a house
High up on a grassy hill
Somewhere across the border
Where pain and memory
Pain and memory have been stilled
There across the border
And sweet blossoms fills the air
Pastures of gold and green
Roll down into cool clear waters
And in your arms 'neath the open skies
I'll kiss the sorrow from your eyes
There across the border
Tonight we'll sing the songs
I'll dream of you my corazon
And tomorrow my heart will be strong
And may the saints' blessing and grace
Carry me safely into your arms
There across the border
For what are we
Without hope in our hearts
That someday we'll drink from God's blessed waters
And eat the fruit from the vine
I know love and fortune will be mine
Somewhere across the border
It's cloudy out in Pittsburgh
It's raining in Saigon
Snow's fallin' all across the Michigan line
Well she sits by the lights of the Christmas tree
With the radio softly on
Thinkin' how a good man is so hard to find
Well once she had a fella
Once she was somebody's girl
And she gave all she had that one last time
Now there's a little girl asleep in the back room
She's gonna have to tell about the meanness in this world
And how a good man is so hard to find
Well there's pictures on the table by her bed
him in his dress greens and her in her wedding white
She remembers how the world was the day he left
And now how that world is dead
And a good man is so hard to find
She got time now for Casanovas
Yeah those days are gone
She don't want that anymore, she's made up her mind
just somebody told her
As the nights get on
When a good man is so hard to find
Well she shuts off the TV
And without a word
Into bed she climbs
Well she thinks how it was all so wasted
And how expendable their dreams all were
When a good man was so hard to find
Well it's cloudy out in Pittsburgh
I wanna build me a house, on higher ground
I wanna find me a world, where love's the only sound
High above this road, filled with shadow and doubt
I want to shoulder my load, and figure it all out
With Leah
I walk this road, with a hammer and a fiery lantern
With this hand I've built, and with this I've burned
I wanna live in the same house, beneath the same roof
Sleep in the same bed, search for the same proof
As Leah
I got somethin' in my heart, I been waitin' to give
I got a life I wanna start, one I been waitin' to live
No more waitin', tonight I feel the light I say the prayer
I'm riding down Kingsley,
figuring I'll get a drink
Turn the radio up loud,
so I don't have to think,
I take her to the floor,
looking for a moment when the world
seems right,
And I tear into the guts,
of something in the night.
You're born with nothing,
and better off that way,
Soon as you've got something they send
someone to try and take it away,
You can ride this road 'till dawn,
without another human being in sight,
Just kids wasted on
something in the night.
Nothing is forgotten or forgiven,
when it's your last time around,
I got stuff running around 'round my head
That I just can't live down
When we found the things we loved,
They were crushed and dying in the dirt.
We tried to pick up the pieces,
And get away without getting hurt,
But they caught us at the state line,
And burned our cars in one last fight,
And left us running burned and blind,
Early in the morning factory whistle blows,
Man rises from bed and puts on his clothes,
Man takes his lunch, walks out in the morning light,
It's the working, the working, just the working life.
Through the mansions of fear, through the mansions of pain,
I see my daddy walking through them factory gates in the rain,
Factory takes his hearing, factory gives him life,
The working, the working, just the working life.
End of the day, factory whistle cries,
Men walk through these gates with death in their eyes.
And you just better believe, boy, somebody's gonna get hurt tonight,
In the summer that I was baptized
my father held me to his side
As they put me to the water
he said how on that day I cried
We were prisoners of love, a love in chains
He was standin' in the door I was standin' in the rain
With the same hot blood burning in our veins
Adam raised a Cain
All of the old faces
ask you why you're back
They fit you with position
and the keys to your daddy's Cadillac
In the darkness of your room
your mother calls you by your true name
You remember the faces, the places, the names
You know it's never over it's relentless as the rain
Adam raised a Cain
In the Bible Cain slew Abel
and East of Eden he was cast
You're born into this life paying
for the sins of somebody else's past
Daddy worked his whole life for nothing but the pain
Now he walks these empty rooms looking for something to blame
You inherit the sins, you inherit the flames
Adam raised a Cain
Lost but not forgotten, from the dark heart of a dream
Adam raised a Cain
Sandy the fireworks are hailin' over Little Eden tonight
Forcin' a light into all those stoned-out faces left stranded on this Fourth of July
Down in town the circuit's full with switchblade lovers so fast so shiny so sharp
And the wizards play down on Pinball Way on the boardwalk way past dark
And the boys from the casino dance with their shirts open like Latin lovers along the shore
Chasin' all them silly New York girls
Sandy the aurora is risin' behind us
The pier lights our carnival life forever
Love me tonight for I may never see you again
Hey Sandy girl
Now the greasers they tramp the streets or get busted for trying to sleep on the beach all night
Them boys in their spiked high heels ah Sandy their skins are so white
And me I just got tired of hangin' in them dusty arcades bangin' them pleasure machines
Chasin' the factory girls underneath the boardwalk where they promise to unsnap their jeans
And you know that tilt-a-whirl down on the south beach drag
I got on it last night and my shirt got caught
And that Joey kept me spinnin' I didn't think I'd ever get off
Oh Sandy the aurora is risin' behind us
The pier lights our carnival life on the water
Runnin' down the beach at night with my boss's daughter
Well he ain't my boss no more Sandy
Sandy, the angels have lost our desire for us
I spoke to 'em just last night and they said they won't set themselves on fire for us anymore
Every summer when the weather gets hot they ride that road down from heaven on their Harleys they come and they go
And you can see `em dressed like stars in all the cheap little seashore bars parked making love with their babies out on the Kokomo
Well the cops finally busted Madame Marie for tellin' fortunes better than they do
This boardwalk life for me is through
You know you ought to quit this scene too
Sandy the aurora's rising behind us, the pier lights our carnival life forever
Oh love me tonight and I promise I'll love you forever
The Rangers had a homecoming
In Harlem late last night
And the Magic Rat drove his sleek machine
Over the Jersey state line
Barefoot girl sitting on the hood of a Dodge
Drinking warm beer in the soft summer rain
The Rat pulls into town, rolls up his pants
Together they take a stab at romance
And disappear down Flamingo Lane
Well the Maximum Lawmen run down Flamingo
Chasing the Rat and the barefoot girl
And the kids 'round there live just like shadows
Always quiet, holding hands
From the churches to the jails
Tonight all is silence in the world
As we take our stand
Down in Jungleland
The midnight gang's assembled
And picked a rendezvous for the night
They'll meet 'neath that giant Exxon sign
That brings this fair city light
Man there's an opera out on the turnpike
There's a ballet being fought out in the alley
Until the local cops
Cherry tops
Rips this holy night
The street's alive
As secret debts are paid
Contacts made, they vanish unseen
Kids flash guitars just like switchblades
Hustling for the record machine
The hungry and the hunted
Explode into rock and roll bands
That face off against each other in the street
Down in Jungleland
In the parking lot the visionaries
Dress in the latest rage
Inside the backstreet girls are dancing
To the records that the DJ plays
Lonely-hearted lovers
Struggle in dark corners
Desperate as the night moves on
Just one look and a whisper
And they're gone
Beneath the city two hearts beat
Soul engines running through a night so tender
In a bedroom locked
In whispers of soft refusal
And then surrender
In the tunnels uptown
The Rat's own dream guns him down
As shots echo down them hallways in the night
No one watches when the ambulance pulls away
Or as the girl shuts out the bedroom light
Outside the street's on fire
In a real death waltz
Between what's flesh and what's fantasy
And the poets down here
Don't write nothing at all
They just stand back and let it all be
And in the quick of a knife
They reach for their moment
And try to make an honest stand
But they wind up wounded
Not even dead
When I get home from my job
I turn on my T.V.
But I can't keep my mind on the show
When I lay down at night
I don't get no sleep
So I turn on the radio
But, Lord, the only thing I hear
Is you whisperin' in my ear
The words that you used to say
Well, now the days grow longer
My love grows stronger
And the fever gets worse every day
I got a fever for a girl
He's got the fever
Oh, he's got the fever
Nothing that a boy can do
When he's got the fever for a girl
He's got the fever
Oh, he's got the fever
Left this little boy blue
I can remember comin' home
See you standin' at the stove
With the dishes on the table
Dinner ready to go
Or maybe out to a movie show
Something that you'd like to see
Oh, you were my sun in the morning
And my moon at night
When you put your arms around me
Made me fell alright
Well, now the days grow longer
And my love just grows stronger
And the fever gets so bad at night
I got a fever for a girl
He's got the fever
Oh, he's got the feverNothing that a boy can do
When he's got the fever for a girl
He's got the fever
Oh, he's got the fever
Left this little boy blue
It's gonna be alright, now
If I can make it to the morning
I'm gonna be alright, now
If I can just make it to the morning
It's just this long and lonely nights
Everytime I close my eyes
All I see is her face
Everytime I shut my eyes
All I see is her face
But I'm gonna be alright, now
I'll be alright, now
When I shut down all the lights
When I turn off all the lights
When I turn down all the lights
And when I lay my head on the pillow
I can't stop myself in thinking
"Baby, where are you tonight?"
"Where is she tonight?"
Well you know when you're young there's such a distance between you and your family
You just can't see things from the same point of view
Papa wants a lawyer and mama she wants an author
And all you want is for them to want you
Well, I saw lot of bad signs and we had some real bad times back on the east coast.
And I guess you could say it took California to bring us close
There was a lot of hard livin' and some stone cold women on the east coast
And I saw my papa turn away when I need him most
And California, she's an angel oh so heavenly dressed
And the Pacific she's a woman The Lord must have loved her best
I've got a California rainbow come give them thunder clouds a rest
Oh and the mountain is my friend now, she put me to her test
Well you know every father has dreams and schemes for his own kid
And dreaming it ain't been declaired no capital crime
But I just hope when I grow up to have my own kids
That I'll love them all I can and let 'em make their own minds
Now you know how a mother can hold the son through understanding
And my father he once held me close by crying
Whoa, and my mama's love it don't ever leave me standing
And papa's love it just leaves me smiling
Whoa, and my mama she's a rainbow,
gotta see hen on Sunday when she's dressed
Whoa, and my papa he's a good man, he gives me and mama his best
Whoa, my mama she's a rainbow, come to give them thunder clouds a rest
And my family is my friend now California put us through her test
It was on the day the cowboys were abandoned from the ranch
(It was on the day the cowboys were banned from the range)
Middle touch world as a master
(Metal touched the world as a master)
They rode their ponies down in the cities of gold
To leave them for ever after
Now the sun was swollen red and old
The earth it was windy, dark and cold
Were the highway ends the desert takes its toll
Sodusty, red and angry
It was a time when men died out on the praire
From not having a decent friend
At nights the ghosts to the more of riders
Was a howl in the candid winds
You can here them crying
Good God, I think they're dying
When them rangers down in Dallas
Had all, but given it up and left
And those that hang on hoping
Was trying their best to, to forget
The way those outlaws and desperadoes
Right from the cheapest to the best
Rode in on ponies made of skin and bones
Keep up their rusty guns and went back home
(Gave up their rusty guns and went back home)
And the governor was sent down from Population Control
And marshall all was past
(And marshal Law was passed)
Riverboat gamblers put their money on faith
For the time for hope they passed
In the cold blue light of the desert night
There was a thousand starry ships
And men came down from still I don't now where
With death on their fingertips
Now there's no more kings in Texas
I swear they rounded up each and everyone
And old Atlanta Canastoga
(And oh that line of Conestogas) - covered wagons
Reached from the Rocky Mountains into the old dead sun
Now Anna Maria walks the blames alone
(Now Anna Maria walks the plains alone)
The last of a struggling people
She thinks of all those outlaws who wanted to reach for the skies
And got stuck up on a steamboat
(And got stuck up on a steeple)
Oh, you can hear them crying
Good God, I think they're dying
In the wind you can hear them sighing
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 an old woman
Give a young man all her money
Well, late in the night
'neath that pale moon light
that power comes over me
And it's old Eloise
Some men need riches and lots of money to spend
Some men need power to hold over other men
But not me baby, girl you can believe
I'm telling you my darling
You're, you're all I need
You're, you're all I need
You're, you're all I need
In this world, girl
Some men need fine clothes, big diamond rings
To feel like somebody some men need expensive things
But I feel like somebody, girl, every time you look at me
I don't need nothing to remind me that
You're, you're all I need
You're, you're all I need
You're, you're all I need
In this world, girl
Some men need a fine home on a far hillside
Some men need a big car to show off as they ride
Some men need a pretty woman just to walk by their side
And some men need to see the fear in another man's eyes
But all I need baby, is all I can see
When you wrap your loving arms around me
You're, you're all I need
You're, you're all I need
You're, you're all I need
You're, you're all I need
There's a pale horse comin'
I'm gonna ride it
I'll rise in the morning
My fate decided
I'm a dead man walkin'
I'm a dead man walkin'
In St. James Parish
I was born and christened
Now I've got my story
Mister no need for you to listen
It's just a dead man talkin'
Once I had a job I had a girl
But between our dreams and actions
Lies this world
In the deep forest
Their blood and tears rushed over me
All I could feel was the drugs and the shotgun
And my fear up inside of me
Like a dead man talkin'
'Neath a summer sky my eyes went black
Sister I won't ask for forgiveness
My sins are all I have
Now the clouds above my prison
Move slowly across the sky
There's a new day comin'
And my dreams are full tonight
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 leatherboy tightens his legs
On the sword swallower's blade
Circus town's on the shortwave
Well now (and) the runway lies ahead like a great false dawn
Oh fat lady, Missy Bimbo, sits in her chair and yawns
And the man-beast lies in his cage sniffin' popcorn
The midget licks his fingers and suffers Missy Bimbo's scorn
The circus town's been born
Oh and a (the) press-roll drummer go, ballerina to-and-fro
Cart-wheelin' up on (across) the tightrope
(And) with a cannon blast, lightning flash, moving fast through
The tent Mars bent, he's gonna miss his fall
Oh God save the human cannonball
And the flying Zambini's watch Marguerita do her neck twist
(And) the ringmaster gets the crowd to count along
Ninety-five, ninety-six,....ninety-seven
And behind the tent half bent money spent
With his wet face fallin' (make-up drippin') on the ground
With a half-smile half-frown goin' down
Oh Jesus sent some sweet women to save all the clowns
And circus boy dances like a monkey on barbed wire
And the barker romances with a junkie, she's got a flat tyre
And the elephants dance real funky, and the band plays like a jungle fire
Circus town's on the live wire
Samson lifts the midget up above the liars
Hear the liars, they're outside crying
Hear the liars, they're inside sighing
Hear the liars, listenin' to the barker
Hear the liars, watching the centre ring
Oh hear the liars, up on the trapeze
Oh hear the liars, feel their fire
Oh hear the liars, feel their fire
Oh hear the liars, they're all scared of dying
Well anybody wants to try the big top
All aboard, Nebraska's our next stop
Camilla Horne, she was born a long, long time ago.
She Came From Germany to the U.S.A.
and was acclaimed as the next Garbo.
They came to her on their knees, to bless them, caress them and
tell them what they need.
But oh, oh, she did not know.
and so she took her place at the bar.
Put on your muddy boots
Baby, down on Main Street
Where the assassin shoots
Ya, in a rock and roll beat
Where Gypsy dancers dance
And roll the night away
Where cowboy figures ride
Ya, just to fade away
They say they're listening
But they aint even trying
They're the blood that's glistening
Glistening down on the vine
Beneath the Floodline
Beneath the Floodline
Little girl you're oh so cruel
I know a Gypsy says it's true
I got more money than your daddy's got
And I just want to make love to you
We need a night, baby
Out past the dead end signs
Down past the little creek
Out where the river winds
Beneath the Floodline
Beneath the Floodline
Father, I have come.
To tell you about somethin’ I done.
Well as the night reared it’s light head
Into a baby’s sun,
We rolled down into the town
From where the black throats come.
And you know there was a robb’ry.
There was a holdup.
Ooh, there was a shootout.
And there was a killin’.
And there’s blood on my hands.
Today I killed a man.
Well now, sister, you know me well.
And you ask me well, how it was I felt.
Well, she had an appetite for lovin’
Only a fadin’ beauty could posses.
She knew just what she wanted
And she wouldn’t take less.
I figured it was a small town.
It was at sundown.
It was just a small crowd of people around.
Oh! but he wouldn’t put his guns down.
No, he wouldn’t put his guns down.
Oh, he wouldn’t put his guns down.
Now his blood’s on my hands.
Today I killed a man.
And, papa, you showed me the beauty of buckshot.
Well, that song a bullet sings as she whistles.
And showed me the story of the self-loading pistol.
Well now, father. I have come.
To tell you about somethin’ I done.
He had a widow, runnin’ through town screamin’.
He had a brother, and his tears were streamin’.
Now I’m movin’ on the border
With a rifle on my shoulder.
’cuz, daddy, you showed me the beauty of buckshot.
The love song a bullet sings as she whistles.
And showed me the glory of the self-loading pistol.
And I just come to tell ya,
That it don’t hurt no more.
No, it don’t hurt no more,
’cuz your son, he’s an outlaw.
Oh, your son, he’s an outlaw.
Yes, your son, he’s an outlaw.
Oh, your son, he’s an outlaw.
Now, your son, he’s an outlaw.
Oh, your son, he’s an outlaw.
And this blood feels good on my hands.
Today I killed a man.
Shrieks of Sheiks as they run across the movie screen
A thousand sand-dune soldiers led by an Arabian Queen
And the harem girls move like fancy (Clancy's) dancers
In my dirty dreams
And I wake up on the floor clutching the bed-lamp
And Mama comes in, she screams
"Hey you been out with that tramp again last night
You know that silver-sequined Arab black bitch
The one that Mama don't like ?"
But Mama she sings me moontime melodies
With this great Top 40 hook
She shrugs her shoulders, she don't care
Papa just stares and says "Mary, look the girl's alright
The girl's alright"
And there's a tenseness in the air-------He turns and says
Don't you know, can't you feel it--------"Tell me son, what's the word ?"
Because there's something hanging there--'Cos you know he can't hear it
Pull back the mist and reveal it---------But don't go near it
And even if you fear what you near-------It's criticized as too absurd
Don't conceal it-------------------------Even the animals fear it
'Cos if what Mama feels is too real------Papa says "Fetch me my flashlight,
son"
She just claims she don't feel it--------And she stumbles out the front door
So come out from behind your bunkers
'Cos the lift-off's been a bust
Oh Papa's Gone and Mama's dead
And buried in my rocket dust
You're alone now for the first time
Don't worry, 'cos that's all right
All fear will completely disappear
Come the Arabian Night
Well the soundman smiles and turns the dials
To set the meter readin' rising
He pulls the singer's voice from out of his pocket
To see if the audience likes it
Oh and in the very first row sits sweet Jenny Rue
With a bell on her shoe and she wants him to make it
He flicks a switch but Jenny moves too fast
And the audience sways to the sound of her shotgun blast
The manager comes running out from behind stage and says
Check the band's arms for bullet holes
Make that man roll up his sleeves"
The drummer shoots himself with cyanide
And then asks to be relieved
And me, I say "Well, it's too crazy in here
Which is the stage door out, I gotta get up tomorrow morning for work"
And the promoter says "Man, once you're in they all lead out
What's the matter man, ain't you heard ?
There's a war going on on the outside
And I'm paying you to sing like a bird
So get in and get tough or get up and get out
Because things aren't too tight"
I said "Don't worry, man, everything's gonna loosen up
Come the Arabian Night"
Come the Arabian Night
So I get back in my bed
But outside my window I hear another gang fight
It's Duke and the boys against the Devil's best man
And both sides have drawn their knives
And Duke he's a well-known knife-fighter
And with one quick jab he brings the Devil down
He smiles 'cos he knows there's a high bounty on Devils
In any God-fearin' town
Well they say Duke sold the Devil to some priest in Pennsylvania
To exhibit on his altar Christmas Night
But the Devil's eyes they still burn red with fire
As long as Duke walks upright
And he swears there's a going to be a showdown
Gray morning sky
Splits through the shade
Another day come
More time to make
Kids growing up
Cat's getting fatter
Lying here with you
Nothing else matters
Work hard
Keep your eyes on the prize
Wake up
From the minute you open your eyes
Every muscle
In your body hurts
Stop praying for things to get better
Pray they don't get worse
They don't get worse
Another thin line
I don't dare cross
Another home game
Another close loss
Yeah, we'll get by
We'll get by
Baby, we'll get by
The work week
Time to move on
Another heartache
Another dream gone
A cold day
Ain't no sun
No use complaining
Gotta get the job done
Yeah, another thin line
I don't dare cross
Another home game
Another close loss
Yeah, we'll get by
We'll get by
Baby, we'll get by
Well it ain't us (?)
Up on the stocks (?)
I stand below
You sit pretty on top
How long
Before it's my turn
The bottom line is
that souls do burn
souls do burn
souls do burn
Money's all gone
Nothing in the bank
Somebody gets sick
Family closes rank
Before you know it
Christmas is here
You wake up
And it's a new year
A new year
Another thin line
I don't dare cross
Another home game
Another close loss
Yeah, we'll get by
We'll get by
Baby, we'll get by
I try to think that love's not around
But still it's unconfortably near
Tonight my heart is losing ground
'Cause my angel eyes ain't here
Angel eyes that devil sent
They glow unbearably bright
And need I say that my love is mis-spent
Mis-spent with angel eyes tonight
So drink up all you people
Order anything you see
Drink up all you happy people
'Cause the drinks and the jokes are on me
Now pardon me man 'cause I've got to run
You see the flags are uncommonly clear
I wanna know who's her new number one
My angel eyes ain't here
Excuse me while I disappear...
(ry cooder/john hiatt/jim dickinson)There’s a place, so I’ve been told,Every street is paved with goldAnd it’s just across the borderlineAnd when it’s time to take your turnThere’s a lesson that you must learnYou may lose more than you’ll ever hope to find.(chorus)And when you reach that broken promised landAnd all your dreams slip though your handYou have learned it’s too late to change your mindCause you pay the price to come so farJust to wind up where you areAnd you’re still just across the borderline.Up and down the rio grandeA thousand foot prints in the sandReveal a secret no one can defineThe river rolls on like a breathIn between our life and deathTell me who is next to cross that borderline.(chorus)And when you reach that broken promised landAnd all your dreams slip though your handYou’ll know it’s too late to change your mindCause you pay the price to come so farJust to wind up where you areAnd you’re still just across the borderline.
(paradise by the sea)Well there’s sparklin’ angels on your fire-escape tonightThey line them up for you trying to keep you safeBut with them fire alley burglars on a midnight vampYou lost your heart on main street to a beautiful trampThat’s all right, I don’t mind`cause I got (you got) a love so fineA love so fine, me and my babyA love so fine, me and my babyA love so fineThe rat’s traps are filled with soul crusadersEverybody’s popping and hopping and jumpingAt little melvin and the invadersYou’re out on the floor and you can’t get upYour baby’s out there dancing and struttin’ that continental strutShe looks so good, she looks so fine (she blows your mind)Oh we (you) got a love so fineA love so fineA love so fineA love so fineEverybody’s reeling when the band hits the ceilingDon’t you know you just wanna goThe boys start (joint gets) rockin’, your knees start knockin’Everybody party, goLet’s goThe bar’s closed down (it’s 3 o’clock and the bar’s closed)You walk to the shady side of town all alone (well you walk along with your)Papa’s screaming at you, he wants some cash (baby to the dirty side of town)Mama’s chewing you (me) off about hanging out with (alley) trashThat’s all right, oh you don’t mind’cause you’ve got a love so fine, oh me and my babyA love so fineA love so fineA love so fine
Sandy the fireworks are hailin' over Little Eden tonight
Forcin' a light into all those stoney faces left stranded on this warm July
Down in town the circuit's full with switchblade lovers so fast, so shiny, so sharp
As the wizards play down on Pinball Way on the boardwalk way past dark
And the boys from the casino dance with their shirts open like Latin lovers on the shore
Chasin' all them silly New York virgins by the score
Sandy, the aurora is risin' behind us
This pier lights our carnival life forever
Love me tonight for I may never see you again
Hey Sandy girl, my baby
Now the greasers they tramp the streets or get busted for sleeping on the beach all night
Them boys in their high heels, ah Sandy, their skins are so white
And me I just got tired of hangin' in them dusty arcades bangin' them pleasure machines
Chasin' the factory girls underneath the boardwalk where they promise to unsnap their jeans
And you know that tilt-a-whirl down on the south beach drag
I got on it last night and my shirt got caught
And they kept me spinnin'
I didn't think I'd ever get off
Oh Sandy, the aurora is risin' behind us
This pier lights our carnival life on the water
Runnin', laughin' 'neath the boardwalk with the boss's daughter
I remember, Sandy girl, now baby
Sandy, that waitress I was seeing lost her desire for me
I spoke with her last night, she said she won't set themselves on fire for me anymore
She worked that joint under the boardwalk, she was always the girl you saw boppin' down on the beach with the radio
The kids say last night she was dressed like a star in one of them cheap little seaside bars,
and I saw her parked with Loverboy out on the Kokomo
Did you hear the cops finally busted Madame Marie for tellin' fortunes better than they do
For me this boardwalk life for me is through
You ought to quit this scene too
Sandy, the aurora is rising behind us
This pier lights our carnival life forever
Oh love me tonight and I promise I'll love you forever
Well Papa go to bed now it's getting late
Nothing we can say is gonna change anything now
I'll be leaving in the morning from St. Mary's Gate
We wouldn't change this thing even if we could somehow
Cause the darkness of this house has got the best of us
There's a darkness in this town that's got us too
But they can't touch me now
And you can't touch me now
They ain't gonna do to me
What I watched them do to you
So say goodbye it's Independence Day
It's Independence Day
All down the line
Just say goodbye it's Independence Day
It's Independence Day this time
Now I don't know what it always was with us
We chose the words, and yeah, we drew the lines
There was just no way this house could hold the two of us
I guess that we were just too much of the same kind
Well say goodbye it's Independence Day
It's Independence Day all boys must run away
So say goodbye it's Independence Day
All men must make their way come Independence Day
Now the rooms are all empty down at Frankie's joint
And the highway she's deserted down to Breaker's Point
There's a lot of people leaving town now
Leaving their friends, their homes
At night they walk that dark and dusty highway all alone
Well Papa go to bed now it's getting late
Nothing we can say can change anything now
Because there's just different people coming down here now
and they see things in different ways
And soon everything we've known will just be swept away
So say goodbye it's Independence Day
Papa now I know the things you wanted that you could not say
But won't you just say goodbye it's Independence Day
I swear I never meant to take those things away
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
Well now you say you've found another man who does things to you that I can't
And that no matter what I do it's all over now between me and you girl
But I can't believe what you say
No I can't believe what you say
'cause baby
(Chorus)
I don't wanna fade away
Oh I don't wanna fade away
Tell me what can I do what can I say
Cause darlin' I don't wanna fade away
Well now you say that you've made up your mind it's been such a long, long time since it's been good with us
And that somewhere back along the line you lost your love and I lost your trust
Now rooms that once were so bright are filled with the coming night, darlin'
(Chorus)
You say it's not easy for you
And that you've been so lonely
While other girls go out doing what they want to do
You say that you miss the nights when we'd go out dancing
The days when you and I walked as two
Well girl I miss them too
Oh I swear that I do
Oh girl
Now baby I don't wanna be just another useless memory holding you tight
Or just some other ghost out on the street to whom you stop and politely speak when you pass on by
Vanishing into the night
left to vanish into the night
No baby
The times are tough now
just getting tougher
This old world is rough
it's just getting rougher
Cover Me
Come on baby cover me
Well I'm looking for a lover
who will come on in and cover me
Now promise me baby you
won't let them find us
Hold me in your arms
let's let our love blind us
Cover Me
Shut the door and cover me
Oh I'm looking for a lover
who will come on in and cover me
Hey outside's the rain and driving snow
I can hear the wild wind blowing
Turn out the light, bolt the door
I ain't going out there no more
This whole world is out
there just trying to score
I've seen enough I don't
want to see anymore
Cover Me
Come on in and cover me
I'm looking for a lover
who will come on in and cover me
(instrumental)
Outside's the rain and driving snow
I can hear the wild wind blowing
Turn out the light, bolt the door
I ain't going out there no more
This whole world is out
there just trying to score
I've seen enough I don't
want to see anymore
Cover Me
Wrap your arms around and cover me
Well I'm looking for a lover
who will come on in and cover me
Oh I'm looking for a lover
who will come on in and cover me
Yeah I'm looking for a lover
who will come on in and cover me
Oh oh, do it, do it
Come on, come on
Come on baby
Come on baby
Oh wrap your arms around
Come on baby
Well, there she sits buddy justa gleaming in the sun
There to greet a working man when his day is done
I'm gonna pack my pa and I'm gonna pack my aunt
I'm gonna take them down to the Cadillac Ranch
Eldorado fins, whitewalls and skirts
Rides just like a little bit of heaven here on earth
Well buddy when I die throw my body in the back
And drive me to the junkyard in my Cadillac
Cadillac, Cadillac
Long and dark, shiny and black
Open up your engines let 'em roar
Tearing up the highway like a big old dinosaur
James Dean in that Mercury '49
Junior Johnson runnin' thru the woods of Caroline
Even Burt Reynolds in that black Trans-Am
All gonna meet down at the Cadillac Ranch
Cadillac, Cadillac
Long and dark, shiny and black
Open up them engines let 'em roar
Tearing up the highway just a big old dinosaur
Hey, little girlie in the blue jeans so tight
Drivin' alone through the Wisconsin night
You're my last love baby you're my last chance
Don't let 'em take me to the Cadillac Ranch
Cadillac, Cadillac
Long and dark, shiny and black
Pulled up to my house today
Well I came by your house the other day, your mother said you went away
She said there was nothing that I could have done
There was nothing nobody could say
Me and you weve known each other ever since we were sixteen
I wished I would have known I wished I could have called you
Just to say goodbye bobby jean
Now you hung with me when all the others turned away turned up their noise
We liked the same music we liked the same bands we liked the same clothes
We told each other that we were the wildest, the wildest things wed ever
Seen
Now I wished you would have told me I wished I could have talked to you
Just to say goodbye bobby jean
Now we went walking in the rain talking about the pain from the world we hid
Now there aint nobody nowhere nohow gonna ever understand me the way you did
Maybe you'll be out there on that road somewhere
In some bus or train traveling along
In some motel room therell be a radio playing
And you'll hear me sing this song
Well if you do you'll know Im thinking of you and all the miles in between
And Im just calling one last time not to change your mind
They prosecuted some poor sucker in these United States
For teaching that man descended from the apes
They coulda settled that case without a fuss or fight
If they'd seen me chasin' you, sugar, through the jungle last night
They'da called in that jury and a one two three said
Part man, part monkey, definitely
Well the church bell rings from the corner steeple
Man in a monkey suit swears he'll do no evil
Offers his lover's prayer but his soul lies
Dark and driftin' and unsatisfied
Well hey bartender, tell me whaddaya see
Part man, part monkey, looks like to me
Well the night is dark, the moon is full
The flowers of romance exert their pull
We talk awhile, my fingers slip
I'm hard and crackling like a whip
Well did God make man in a breath of holy fire
Or did he crawl on up out of the muck and mire
Well the man on the street believes what the bible tells him so
Well you can ask me, mister, because I know
Tell them soul-suckin' preachers to come on down and see
At night I go to bed but I just can't sleep
I got something running around my head
That just won't keep
In the silence I hear my heart beating, time slippin' away
I got a time bomb ticking deep inside of me
I gotta tell you what I wanna say
I keep searching for you, darling
Searching everywhere I go
And when I find you there's gonna be
Just one thing that you gotta know
My love will not let you down
My love will not let you down
At night I walk the streets looking for romance
But I always end up stumbling in a half-trance
I search for connection in some new eyes
But they're hard for protection from too many dreams passed by
I see you standing across the room watching me without a sound
Well I'm gonna push my way through that crowd, I'm gonna tear all your walls down
Tear all your walls down
My love will not let you down
My love will not let you down
Well hold still now darling, hold still for God's sake
'Cause I got me a promise I ain't afraid to make
My love will not let you down
Saigon, it was all gone
The same Coke machines as the streets I grew on
Down in a mesquite canyon, come walking along the ridge
Me and the brothers under the bridge
Campsite's an hour's walk from the nearest road or town
There's too much brush in camp for the CHP choppers to touch down
Ain't lookin' for nothin , I just want to live
Me and the brothers under the bridge
Come the Santa Anas and man that dry brush would light
Jimmy Devon got burned up in his own campfire one winter night
We buried his body in the white stone high up on the ridge
Me and the brothers under the bridge
I had enough of the town oh and the straight life
Ain't careful you end up on the wrong end of someone's knife
Now I want no trouble and I ain't got none to give
Me and the brothers under the bridge
Well I shipped home back in '72
And you know you were just a beautiul light in your mom's dark eyes of
blue
I stepped out on the tarmac, we were just kids
Me and the brothers under the bridge
Come Veterans' Day I sat on the stand in my dress blues
I held your mother's hand, and they passed with the red, white and
blue
One minute you're right there, and somethin' slips.............
Bobby said he’d pull out Bobby stayed in
Janey had a baby it wasn’t any sin
They were set to marry on a summer day
Bobby got scared and he ran away
Jane moved in with her ma out on Shawnee Lake
She sighed Ma sometimes my whole life feels like one big mistake
She settled in in a back room time passed on
Later that winter a son come along
Spare parts
And broken hearts
Keep the world turnin’ around
Now Janey walked that baby across the floor night after night
But she was a young girl and she missed the party lights
Meanwhile in South Texas in a dirty oil patch
Bobby heard ’bout his son bein’ born and swore he wasn’t ever goin’ back
Spare parts
And broken hearts
Keep the world turnin’ around
Janey heard about a woman over in Calverton
Put her baby in the river left the river roll on
She looked at her boy in the crib where he lay
Got down on her knees cried till she prayed
Mist was on the water low run the tide
Janey held her son down at the riverside
Waist deep in the water how bright the sun shone
She lifted him in her arms and carried him home
As he lay sleeping in her bed Janey took a look around at everything
Went to a drawer in her bureau and got out her old engagement ring
Took out her wedding dress tied that ring up in its sash
Little christine
We're takin' one more run
Secret heart, when the time has begun
Come to part
And hey, you're the one
And now we know
My heart is sold
And though we tried
You took me with your spanish eyes
Hey badlands
Realize
That someone else is yearning
Special sunday night
And baby there's time
Time enough to cry
With all our sad stories
And all the bad that we've done
And all the times
We've rode on for glory
And ...
And you took me with your spanish eyes
Stretch out baby
And call your daddy home
'cause I'm runnin' tonight
Couldn't be all alone
Yes I know how something died
But baby it was just for kicks
It was just for fun
Even with all the bad that we done
They can't say we didn't try
And I fell for your spanish eyes
Saturday night special
Waitin' in the sheets
Oh come on
Talk to me, my sweet
And I'll try to make it complete this timecome close and let me dry your eyes
Let me try to turn the lies
And let me kiss your spanish eyes
Let me kiss your spanish eyes
Let me kiss your spanish eyes
Let me kiss your spanish eyes
Born on the hudson, twenty-two years gone
Bred and raised in the city
From my daddys knee I learned the union songs
But grandma sang lullabies of dixie
And though the northern winter fills my heart with joy
Oh it's a southern sun that shines down
On this yankee boy
Mama dreamed of paris nights
And boatin on the seine
She said, were gonna make it there too
Soon as papa comes home again
And she'd speak to me in broken french
Dressed like a painting of lautrecs
In the night she'd clutch me to her breast
And say, well make it outta here yet
And though parisian women
Strut so fine down the eiffel mall
Its a southern one I sing my songs for
Well with the local bunch of do-good boys
And an old man from the west
We crossed the land in the caravan
Yes we traveled with the best
With circus acts and vaudeville hacks
And the mississippi delta queen
She told me the news and sold me her blues
In an alley in new orleans
And though the western plains are still stained
With the blood of great cowboys
Its a southern sun
You make up your mind, you choose the chance you take
You ride to where the highway ends and the desert breaks
Out on to an open road you ride until the day
You learn to sleep at night with the price you pay
Now with their hands held high, they reached out for the open skies
And in one last breath they built the roads they'd ride to their death
Driving on through the night, unable to break away
From the restless pull of the price you pay
(Chorus)
Oh, the price you pay, oh, the price youpay
Now you can't walk away from the price you pay
Now they'd come so far and they'd waited so long
Just to end up caught in a dream where everything goes wrong
Where the dark of night holds back the light of day
And you've gotta stand and fight for the price you pay
(Chorus)
Little girl down on the strand
With that pretty little baby in your hands
Do you remember the story of the promised land
How he crossed the desert sands
And could not enter the chosen land
On the banks of the river he stayed
To face the price you pay
So let the games start, you better run you little wild heart
You can run through all the nights and all the days
But just across the county line,
a stranger passing through put up a sign
That counts the men fallen away to the price you pay
And girl before the end of the day,
Rode through forty nights of the gospels’ rain
Black sky pourin’ snakes frogs
And love in vain
You were down where the river grows wider
Baby let me be your soul driver
Well if something in the air feels a little unkind
Don’t worry darlin’
It’ll slip your mind
I’ll be your gypsy joker your shotgun rider
Baby let me be your soul driver
Now no one knows which way love’s wheel turns
Will we hit it rich
Or crash and burn
Does fortune wait or just the black hand of fate
This love potion’s all we’ve got
One toast before it’s too late
If the angels are unkind or the season is dark
Or if in the end
Love just falls apart
Then here’s to our destruction
It's over now, the thing we had
I ain't sorry, babe, I just feel mad
You walk real pretty and you talk real fine
Night after night you wrote the lines
My life's the same story
Again and again
I' m on the outside looking in
On the outside looking in
Hey, make-believe ain't real
I don't doubt the way I feel
You walk real pretty and you talk real sweet
Well babe I was born in the driving seat
My life's the same story
Again and again
I' m on the outside looking in
On the outside looking in
Yes i' m on the outside looking in
It's over now, the thing we had
I ain't sorry, babe, I just feel mad
You walk real pretty and you talk real fine
Night after night you wrote the lines
My life's the same story
Beginning to end
Beginning to end
I' m on the outside looking in
On the outside looking in
Yes i' m on the outside looking in
Yes I am
Yes I guess I am
Crazy Janey and her mission man were back in the alley tradin' hands
'Long came Wild Billy with his friend G-man all duded up for Saturday night
Billy slammed on his coaster brakes and said anybody wanna
go on up to Greasy LakeIt's about a mile down on the dark side of Route 88
I got a bottle of rose' so let's try it
We'll pick up Hazy Davy and Killer Joe and I'll take you
all out to where the gypsy angels goThey're build like light
And they dance like spirits in the night (all night) in the night (all night)
Oh you don't know what they can do to you
Spirits in the night (all night) in the night (all night)
Stand up now and let it shoot through you
Well now Wild Billy was a crazy cat and he shook
some dust out of his coonskin cap
He said "Trust some of this it'll show you where you're
at least it'll help you really feel it"
By the time we made it up to Greasy Lake I had my head
out the window and Janey's fingers in the cake
I think I really dug her 'cause I was too loose to fake
I said "I'm hurt" she said "Honey let me heal it"
And we danced all night to a soul fairy band
And she kissed me just right like only a lonely angel can
She felt just right just as sweet as a spirit in the night (all night)
In the night (all night) baby don't know what she do to you
Spirit in the night (all night) in the night (all night)
Stand up and let her shoot right through you
Now the night grew bright and the stars threw light on Billy and Davy
Dancin' in the moonlightWe were down near the water in a stone mud fight
Killer Joe'd passed out on the lawn
Well Hazy Davy got really hurt he crawled into the lake
in just his socks and a shirt
Me and crazy Janey were makin' love in the dirt singin' our birthday songs
Janey said "Hey little brother don't you think it's time now we go"
So we closed our eyes and said goodbye to gypsy angel row felt just right
Together we moved like spirits in the night (all night) all night (all night)
Baby don't know what it do to you
Spirit in the night (all night) all night (all night)
I’m proud new jersey is my homeYeah said I’m proud now new jersey is my homeWell they’re breaking out the tractors to build more interstatesThey’re moving out my neighbors all across the garden stateI’m proud new jersey is my homeYeah said I’m proud now new jersey is my homeThey’re closing all the factories making people lose their jobsWhile the fat cats get rich living high upon the hogI’m proud new jersey is my homeYeah said I’m proud now new jersey is my homeYeah they’re grooving down at freehold this bird’s left in line (? )? ain’t what the people had in mindI’m proud new jersey is my homeYeah said I’m proud now new jersey is my homeI’m proud new jersey is my homeYeah so proud that new jersey is my homeYes we’re not gonna take it gonna make that final stand’cuz you know we ain’t ever gonna let them destroy the promised landYeah, yeah, yeahNew jersey is my homeNew jersey is my homeNew jersey is my home and I like itYeah I’m going down the garden state parkway I’m passing my hometownsI’m going here to get my friends gonna mess around this townYeah, yeah
I saw her standin on her front lawn just twirlin her baton
Me and her went for a ride sir and ten innocent people died
From the town of lincoln nebraska with a sawed-off .410 on my lap
Through to the badlands of wyoming I killed everything in my path
I can't say that Im sorry for the things that we done
At least for a little while sir me and her we had us some fun
The jury brought in a guilty verdict and the judge he sentenced me to death
Midnight in a prison storeroom with leather straps across my chest
Sheriff when the man pulls that switch sir and snaps my poor neck back
You make sure my pretty baby is sittin right there on my lap
They declared me unfit to live said into that great void my sould
Be hurled
They wanted to know why I did what I did
I was eight years old and running with a dime in my hand
Into the bus stop to pick up a paper for my old man
I'd sit on his lap in that big old Buick and steer as we drove through town
He'd tousle my hair and say son take a good look around,this is your hometown
This is your hometown
This is your hometown
This is your hometownIn '65 tension was running high at my high school
There was a lot of fights between the black and white
There was nothing you could do
Two cars at a light on a Saturday night, in the back seat there was a gun
Words were passed, in a shotgun blast
Troubled times had come, to my hometown
My hometown
My hometown
My hometown
Now Main Street's whitewashed windows and vacant stores
Seems like there ain't nobody wants to come down here no more
They're closing down the textile mill across the railroad tracks
Foreman says these jobs are going boys and they ain't coming backto your hometown
Your hometown
Your hometown
Your hometown
Last night me and Kate we laid in bed
Talking about getting out
Packing up our bags maybe heading south
I'm thirty-five, we got a boy of our own now
Last night I dreamed that I was a child
Out where the pines grow wild and tall
I was trying to make it home through the forest
Before the darkness falls
I heard the wind rustling through the trees
And ghostly voices rose from the fields
I ran with my heart pounding down that broken path
With the devil snappin' at my heels
I broke through the trees, and there in the night
My father's house stood shining hard and bright
The branches and brambles tore my clothes and scratched my arms
But I ran till I fell, shaking in his arms
I awoke and I imagined the hard things that pulled us apart
Will never again, sir, tear us from each other's hearts
I got dressed, and to that house I did ride
From out on the road, I could see its windows shining in light
I walked up the steps and stood on the porch
A woman I didn't recognize came and spoke to me through a chained door
I told her my story, and who I'd come for
She said "I'm sorry, son, but no one by that name lives here anymore"
My father's house shines hard and bright
It stands like a beacon calling me in the night
Calling and calling, so cold and alone
The way she kisses so tenderly
The way she gives her love to me
I been felt by the graces and angels up above
The little things my baby does
The little things my baby does
The little things my baby does
That make me love her
The way she sighs when I hold her tight
Good times and bad will be alright
Faces on the street they push hard and they shove
Disappear with the little things my baby does
The little things my baby does
The little things my baby does
I know I love her
The soft summer breeze fills her every sigh
Her eyes are bluer than the summer sky
I been felt by the graces and angels up above
The little things my baby does
The little things my baby does
The little things my baby does
That make me love her
And when the night closes in
I'm drifting and I can't find a friend
On the wings of the angels I'm saved by her love
The little things my baby does
The little things my baby does
The little things my baby does
That make me love her
The little things my baby does
The little things my baby does
The little things my baby does
The little things my baby does
Sleepy town ain’t got the guts to budgeBaby this emptiness has already been judgedI wanna go out tonight, I wanna find out what I gotYou’re a strange part of me you’re a preacher’s girlAnd I don’t want no piece of this mechanical worldGot my arms open wide and my blood is running hotWe’ll take the midnight road right to the devil’s doorAnd even the white angels of eden with their flaming swordsWon’t be able to stop us from hitting town in this dirty old fordWell it don’t take no nerve when you got nothing to guardI got tombstone in my eyes and I’m running real hardMy baby was a lover and the world just blew her awayOnce they tried to steal my heart, beat it right out of my headWell baby they didn’t know that I was born deadI am the iceman, fighting for the right to liveI say better than the glory roads of heavenBetter off riding hell-bound in the dirtBetter than bright line of the freewayBetter than the shadows of your daddy’s churchBetter than the hands of waiting (? )Baby better off is the search
Teardrops on the city
Bad Scooter searching for his groove
Seem like the whole world walking pretty
And you can't find the room to move
Well everybody better move over, that's all
'Cause I'm running on the bad side
And I got my back to the wall
Tenth Avenue freeze-out
Tenth Avenue freeze-out
Well I was stranded in the jungle
Trying to take in all the heat they was giving
The night is dark but the sidewalk's bright
And lined with the light of the living
From a tenement window a transistor blasts
Turn around the corner things got real quiet real fast
I walked into a Tenth Avenue freeze-out
Tenth Avenue freeze-out
And I'm all alone, I'm all alone
And kid you better get the picture
And I'm on my own, I'm on my own
And I can't go home
When the change was made uptown
And the Big Man joined the band
From the coastline to the city
All the little pretties raise their hands
I'm gonna sit back right easy and laugh
When Scooter and the Big Man bust this city in half
With the Tenth Avenue freeze-out
Taxicab, taxicab at the lightWon’t you take me on a rideThrough this city at nightI got some money and I’m feelin’ fineI ain’t no hurry so just take your timeSome people wanna die young and gloriouslyWell taxicab driver, hey that ain’t meI got a cute little babyDown at 12th and vineAnd she opens for business just about closin’ timeAh hey hey, ah hey heyCity at night, city at nightI don’t believe what I see in this streetI don’t know how they can take the heatWell baby I’m a liar, I’m a cheatAnd I don’t careI got my money, I can’t take my fareI’m ridin’ tonight, I’m on my wayC’mon baby...I can take it or live it, when it comesGot my baby by the light of the sunYou know she brings it with her and then she comesHey, hey, city at nightHey, hey, city at nightRide on
Last night I dreamed we was running through the outlands
Tears streaming, your pretty face all a wreck
(I held your daddy's gun in my tremblin' hands
And down the highway another stranger comes
You gotta take 'em baby when they come.
Little girl put on your best dress
'Cause we're goin' out on the town tonight
(Better bring along your switchblades)
'Cause for sure some fool's gonna wanna fight
You've got to take 'em baby as they come
You gotta take 'em, take 'em as they come, girl
Take 'em as they come, girl
Take 'em as they come, girl
Take 'em baby as they come
God save the rider in the black night
Save the man who taught that it was right
To do what they have done
To become what we have become
You gotta take 'em when they come
Little girl, gone are the days
Faded away into a clear blue night
And all the vows that we made
When the night's quiet and you don't care anymore,
And 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 fire
I'm wandering, a loser down these tracks
I'm dying, but girl I can't go back
'Cause in the darkness I hear somebody call my name
And when you realize how they tricked you this time
And it's all lies but I'm strung out on the wire
In these streets of fire
I live now, only with strangers
I talk to only strangers
I walk with angels that have no place
And don't look in my face
Don't.... ???
'Cause I'm strung out on the wire
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 feelin' all tuckered out,
When through the roar of his engine he heard somebody shout
"Stand on it, come on boy, stand on it"
Mary Beth started to drift, she hit the shift but she just couldn't get a hand on it
Racin' some Red Hill boys, she had the deed to the ranch and a grand on it
With eight grand blowin' hot on the red line
She blew past a hitchhiker out on Route 39
He hollered "Stand on it, go 'head baby, stand on it"
Well now when in doubt and you can't figure it out
Just stand on it
Well, if your mind's confused, you don't know what you're gonna do
Well buddy, stand on it
Well if you've lost control of the situation at hand
Bobby's got a gun that he keeps beneath his pillow
Out on the street your chances are zero
Take a look around you (come on now)
It ain't too complicated
You're messin' with Murder IncorporatedNow you check over your shoulder everywhere that you go
Walkin' down the street there's eyes in every shadow
You better take a look around you (come on now)
That equipment you got's so outdated
You can't compete with Murder Incorporated
Everywhere you look now, Murder Incorporated
So you keep a little secret down deep inside your dresser drawer
For dealing with the heat you're feelin' out on the killin' floor
No matter where you step you feel you're never out of danger
So the comfort that you keep's a gold-plated snub-nose thirty-two
I heard that you
You got a job downtown, man that leaves your head cold
Everywhere you look life ain't got no soul
That apartment you live in feels like it's just a place to hide
When you're walkin' down the street you won't meet no oneeye to eye
The cops reported you as just another homicide
But I can tell that you were just frustrated
From living with Murder Incorporated
Everywhere you look now, Murder Incorporated
Your 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 to me I won't do it to you
Mary Lou, I'm not like all those other guys
Mary Lou, I won't fill your pretty head with their pretty lies
Mary Lou, and dreams that never, never, never ever will come true
Mary Lou, that'd only serve to hurt and make you cry like you do
You've seen all the romantic movies, you dream and take the boys home
But when the action fades you're left all alone
You deserve more than this, a real love that can grow
And I ain't playin' outtakes, girl, from some late late show, no
Mary Lou, you're not like all those others girls
Mary Lou, so afraid to shake up that real world
Every night you go out looking for true love's satisfaction
But you allways end up setting for just lights, camera, action
And another cameo role with some bit player you're befriending
You're gonna go broken-hearted looking for that happy ending
Mary Lou, I've seen all those movies too
Mary Lou, I know the hurt too much dreaming can do
Mary Lou, you're gonna end up just another lonely ticket sold
Mary Lou, crying alone in the theatre as the credits roll
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
Darlin' 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,
I pray Lord
With these hands,
With these hands,
I pray for the strength, Lord
With these hands,
With these hands,
I pray for the faith, Lord
We pray for your love, Lord
We pray for the lost, Lord
We pray for this world, Lord
We pray for the strength, Lord
We pray for the strength, Lord
Come on
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
Well I sought gold and diamond rings
My own drug to ease the pain that living brings
Walked from the mountain to the valley floor
Searching for my beautiful reward
Searching for my beautiful reward
From a house on a hill a sacred light shines
I walk through these rooms but none of them are mine
Down empty hallways I went from door to door
Searching for my beautiful reward
Searching for my beautiful reward
Well your hair shone in the sun
I was so high I was the lucky one
Then I came crashing down like a drunk on a barroom floor
Searching for my beautiful reward
Searching for my beautiful reward
Tonight I can feel the cold wind at my back
I’m flyin’ high over gray fields my feathers long and black
Down along the river’s silent edge I soar
Searching for my beautiful reward
Marie, she comes to me in the twilightWhen the wind blows down across the riverSo cold, the fishermen cryShe rapes me in a rage of rainbow violenceTill my bare nerves, they singLike the strings of a violinAnd the room seeps into a savage silenceSoaked in colours, red as blood, blue as nightAnd marie she skins me aliveCarves her initials in my sideLures me with her purrs and cuts me with her knifeAnd the horses pound like thunderThey bolt like lightning on her rangeShe feels she’s going under and she zeros in the reinShe’s so strangeWell, marie, you know, she’s the queen of all the stallionsAnd I’m her prince of mulesAnd one of her principal foolsMarie, she’s got the claws of a falconAnd she’s perched on my shoulder, and slowly digging inBut she, oh she can be so strange sometimesLike at night ...Or when the neighbors come to dineMarie, she skins me aliveBurns her initials in my hide and then leaves me all aloneBranded to the boneAnd my heart pounds like her horsesOh, stampeding on the rangeMarie knows all the sourcesAnd she shoots me with her painAnd for her, I take it, lord, down in my veinsAnd I watch her dance like some berserk fairyAll across the concrete prairies of bleecker streetMarie, she can be so strangebut she’s the only lonely cowgirl on my range
There's a place out on the edge of town, sir,
Risin' above the factories and the fields
Now, ever since I was a child, I can remember
That mansion on the hill
In the day you can see the children playing
On the road that leads to those gates of hardened steel
Steel gates that completely surround, sir,
The mansion on the hill
At night my daddy'd take me and we'd ride
Through the streets of a town so silent and still
Park on a back road along the highway side
Look up at that mansion on the hill
In the summer all the lights would shine
There'd be music playin', people laughin' all the time
Me and my sister, we'd hide out in the tall cornfields
Sit and listen to the mansion on the hill
Tonight down here in Linden Town
I watch the cars rushin' by, home from the mill
There's a beautiful full moon rising
Here comes a fireman, here comes a cop
Here comes a wrench, here comes a car hop
Been going on forever, it ain't ever gonna stop
Everybody wants to be the man at the top
Everybody wants to be the man at the top
Everybody wants to be the man at the top
Aim your gun, son, and shoot your shot
Everybody wants to be the man at the top
Rich man, poor man, beggar man, thief
Doctor, lawyer, Indian chief
One thing in common they all got Everybody wants to be the man at the top
Man at the top says it's lonely up there
If it is man, I don't care
From the big white house to the parking lot
Everybody wants to be the man at the top
Here comes a banker, here comes a businessman
Here comes a kid with a guitar in his hand
Dreaming of his record in number-one spot
House got too crowded clothes got too tight
And I don't know just where I'm going tonight
Out where the sky's been cleared by a good hard rainThere's somebody callin' my secret name
I'm going down to Lucky Town
Going down to Lucky Town
I wanna lose these blues I've found
Down in Lucky Town
Down in Lucky Town
Had a coat of fine leather and snakeskin boots
But that coat always had a thread hangin' loose
Well I pulled it one night and to my surprise
It led me right past your house and over the rise
I'm going down to Lucky Town
Going down to Lucky Town
I wanna lose these blues I've found
Down in Lucky Town
Down in Lucky Town
I had some victory that was just failure in deceit
Now the joke's comin' up through the soles of my feet
I been a long time walking on fortune's cane
Tonight I'm steppin' lightly and feelin' no pain
SOLO
Well here's to your good looks baby now here's to my health
Here's to the loaded places that we take ourselves
When it comes to luck you make your ownTonight I got dirt on my hands but I'm building me a new home
Down in Lucky TownDown in Lucky Town
I'm gonna lose these blues I've found
Down in Lucky Town
I'm going down to Lucky Town
Going down to Lucky Town
I wanna lose these blues I've found
Down in Lucky Town
Down in Lucky Town
Tell me babyHave we lost everything that we had beforeWhat do you do in the dayWhen I walk out the doorI can see you made up your mindAnd I know our love’s on the lineLove’s on the line, our love’s on the lineLove’s on the line, our love’s on the lineLove’s on the line, our love’s on the lineWith each passing dayI gotta watch more and more what I say to youI can feel your eyes looking through meAs I sit at the table at dinnertimeI can feel our love’s on the lineLove’s on the line, our love’s on the lineLove’s on the line, our love’s on the lineLove’s on the line, our love’s on the lineI watch our kidsGrowin’ up, going to schoolIs there anything else for us nowAre we both just foolsWasting our precious timeAt night we lay in bedBut it’s like you’re not even thereThere’s something real badGoing wrong somewhereLast night I heard you cryAnd I know our love’s on the lineLove’s on the line, our love’s on the lineLove’s on the line, our love’s on the lineLove’s on the line, our love’s on the lineLove’s on the line
I got lumps in my throat
When I saw her comin down the aisle
I got the wiggles in my knees
When she looked at me and sweetly smiled
Well there she is again
Standin over by the record machine
Well she looks like a model
On the cover of a magazine
But she's too cute
To be a minute over seventeen
Meanwhile I was thinkin'
Well if she's in the mood
No need to break it
I got the chance and I oughta take it
If she can dance we can make it
C'mon queenie let's shake it
I said go, go, go, little queenie
I said go, go, go, little queenie
I said go, go, go, little queenie
Won't someone tell me
Who's the queen standin over by the record machine
Well she looks like a model
On the cover of a magazine
But she's too cute
To be a minute over seventeen
I said go, go, go, little queenie
I said go, go, go, little queenie
I said go, go, go, little queenie
Meanwhile, I was still thinkin, hmmmm,
Well if it's a slow one
We'll omit it
If it's a rocker, then we'll get it
If it's a good one, she'll admit it
C'mon queenie, let's get with it
I said go, go, go, little queenie
I said go, go, go, little queenie
I said go, go, go, little queenie
I said go, go, go, little queenie
I said go, go, go, little queenie
After the music had stopped
I still heard it playing
I moved a little closer to hear
The words she was saying
She said I'll never break your heart
I'll never try to fake it
My love is here for you
All you have to do is take it
Kisses sweeter than wine
My little girl so fine
The night seemed to say it was right
But could I believe her
My heart said, it's time to go
But my eyes wouldn't leave her
There's always somebody trying to break your heart
Somebody trying to take it
My little girl tried so hard
To help me make it
Kisses sweeter than wine
My little girl so fine
Oh, oh, oh, oh, sha la la
Oh, oh, sha la la
So fine
Oh, oh, oh, oh, sha la la
Oh, oh, sha la la
So fine
When we danced
I forgot everything and whispered
Hold me tight
Take a chance
On what tomorrow brings
Won't you be mine, be mine
Be mine tonight
We walked away laughing together
Into the night for ever and ever and ever
Now I know
I'll never break me baby's heart
I'll never try to fake it
I'll give her all my love
All she has to do is take it
Kisses sweeter than wine
My little girl so fine
Kisses sweeter than wine
My little girl so fine
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Kisses sweeter than wine
My little girl so fine
Oh, oh, oh, oh, sha la la
Oh, oh, sha la la
You broke my heart, tore it apart
Thought it was cute, thought it was smart
But now I'm back and I've got the strength of ten
So I got a message for you my friend
I'm Daniel waitin' in the lion's den
Daniel waitin'for that lion to come
Daniel waitin'in the lion's den
Dum dum dee dum dum dee dee dum dum
That old lion's mean and long in the tooth
And like you, baby, he's out on the loose
Messin' hearts up time and time again
Now it's the time for that messin' to end
At night I hear you out prowling around
Tearing guys up, scaring 'em down
Now all that growling's gonna come to no end
The midnight boys are outside
Scraping tears up off the street
Standin' guard beneath the window
Where only Linda sleeps
The leader is a kid named Eddie
Walkin' like an angel in defeat
He trashes her old man's car, slashes Linda's name in the street
And calls out
Linda will you let me be the one
Linda will you let me be the one
Linda will you let me be the one
Linda will you let me be the one
In a room full of contenders
Eddy spars 'til he drops to his bed and surrenders Draped in the scarves
He stole from Linda's bedroom
The night he layed at her feet
When the midnight boys were stranded
Down on Cason Street
In the basement of St Mary's
Eddy hides from the rain
In with the stolen sisters 'til the streets are dry again
Talkin' fast cars and spare parts
Empty homes and hearts
Distant worlds with strange girls
Well I've been out of the woods for six days and nights now
Well I'm a little hot wired, but I'm feeling alright
I got some money in my pocket and a long lean ride
I got to make it down to Galveston by Saturday night, now
Well I'm a little down under, but I'm feeling O.K.
Got a little lost along the way
I'm just around the corner to the light of day
Well, I'm just around the corner to the light of day
Been driving five hundred miles, got five hundred to go, yeah
I got rock and roll music on the radio
I got a brother on a rig just off the gulf coast
He says the girls down there, well they're really the most, man
Well I'm a little down under, but I'm feeling O.K.
I got a little lost along the way
Just around the corner to the light of day
Just around the corner to the light of day
I'm just around the corner to the light of day
I'm just around the corner to the light of day
Well I got thrown out of work on the Kokomo
Don't ask me what I'm doing, I don't know
I hope he wasn't joking when he wrote me that letter
Things can't get any worse, they got to get better
Well I'm a little down under, but I'm feeling O.K.
I got a little lost along the way
I'm just around the corner to the light of day
Just around the corner to the light of day
You got your book baby with all your fears
Let me honey and I'll catch your tears
Ill take your sorrow if you want me to
Come tomorrow
That's what I'll do
Listen to me
Janey don't you lose heart
Janey don't you lose heart
Janey don't you lose heart
Janey don't you lose heart
Well you say you got no new dreams to touch
You feel like a stranger babe who knows too much
You come home late and get undressed
You lie in bed and feel this emptiness
Well listen to me
Janey don't you lose heart
Janey don't you lose heart
Janey don't you lose heart
Janey don't you lose heart
Till every river it runs dry
Until the suns torn from the sky
Till every feel youve felt burst free
Gone tumblin down into the sea
Listen to me
Janey don't you lose heart
Janey don't you lose heart
Janey don't you lose heart
Oh jesse, you better start thinkin’ about saving your neckOh jesse, you put on that leather jacket like you put on respectYou got cleats on your boots and a woman who shoots everytime you shuffle out the stage doorAnd darling jesse, do you know what it’s all for? Ah jesse, your manager brought by them eight by ten glossies of your bandOh jesse, he says you wear cross around your neck and come on with nails in your handsWith your insides showing and your new york band blowin’ them old chicago bluesAh jesse, can’t you see you’re the one jesseAh sonny, this time it’s youWell jesse, your child is slobbering all over your pantsAnd jesse, your wife has fallen into a tranceShe’s got eyes that tell no liesShe’s seen so many warsAh be a good boy jesse, tell her she don’t have to look no more.Well jesse, he knows all the tricks to get the crowd reelingOh and jesse, ya he rocks ’em with that old soul feelingAnd he walks off the stage in a self-adoring hazeAnd gets shoved right out the doorWhoa jesse, can’t you see now boy that that’s what it’s all about jesseNot even time to do that old played out encoreWhoa jesse
I was born down by the riverWhere the dirty river flowsAnd the cool wind cut through meIt cut right through my clothesAnd the anger and the yearningLike fever in my veinsSet the fire burningShe came down from knightstownWith her hands hard from the lineFrom the first time I laid eyes on herI knew that she’s be mineHer father was a lawmanHe swore he’d shoot me dead’cause he knew I wanted jeannieAnd I’d have her like I’d saidJeannie needs a shooter, shooter like meJeannie needs a shooterJeannie needs a shooter, shooter on her sideJeannie needs a shooterJeannie needs a shooterJeannie needs a shooterWe met down by the riverOn the final day in mayAnd when I leaned down to kiss herShe did not turn awayI drew out all my moneyAnd together we did vowTo meet that very eveningAnd to get away somehowJeannie needs a shooter, shooter like meJeannie needs a shooterJeannie needs a shooter, shooter on her sideJeannie needs a shooterJeannie needs a shooterJeannie needs a shooterThe night was cold and rainyDown by the borderlineI was riding hard to meet herWhen a shot rang out behindAs I lay there in the darknessWith a pistol by my sideJeannie and her fatherRode off into the nightJeannie needs a shooter
I stood stonelike at midnight suspended in my masquerade
I combed my hair till 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 untouchedI hid in the clouded wrath of the crowd but when they
said "Sit down" I stood upOoh-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 'em 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 wrath of the crowd but when they
said "Come down" I threw upOoh-ooh growin' up
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
Well my feet they finally took root in the earth but
I got me a nice little place in the stars
I swear I found the key to the universe in the engine of an old parked car
I hid in the clouded wrath of the crowd but when they
Yeah girl, now won't you come on out tonight
Little girl, now where the stars will shine real bright
Yeah I gotta get that feeling
Yeah I wanna get that feeling
Whoa back again
Yeah back again
Tonight, yeah there's something here in the air
Tonight, I ain't got money but I don't care
I gotta get that feeling
Yeah I wanna get that feeling
And before the night is through
You gonna get that feeling too
Hold me in your arms and baby take everything
Let the light shine, and if we dare to be
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Da da da da da da da
Da da da da da da da
Da da da da da da da
Tonight, well there's something in the air
And tonight, yeah we ain't got money but I don't care
Yeah we gotta get that feeling
Yeah we gotta get that feeling
Whoa back again
Whoaaa
Say say say say
Do do hum do do do
Do do hum do do do
Do do hum do do do
Do do hum do do do
Do do hum do do do
Do do hum do do do
Do do hum do do do
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Do do hum do do do
Do do hum do do do
Do do hum do do do
Whoaaa yeah
Do do hum do do do
Do do hum do do do
Do do hum do do do
Whoaaa yeah
Well have you heard the news
There's good rockin' tonight.
Well have you heard the news
Everybody rocking tonight.
I'm gonna squeeze you baby
Just as tight as I can
Tonight you're gonna know
I'm a mighty, mighty man.
Have you heard the news?
There's good rockin' tonight.
I'm gonna meet you in the alley
Out behind the barn
Don't be afraid,
I'll do you no harm.
Bring along your tap dancin' shoes,
Tonight I'm gonna rock away all your blues.
There's good news?
There's good rockin' tonight.
We're gonna rock,
We're gonna rock,
We're gonna rock all my cares away
Watch out now
Now have you heard the news
There's good rockin' tonight.
Well have you heard the news
Everybody rocking tonight.
I'm gonna hold my baby
Just as tight as I can
Tonight she's gonna know
I'm her mighty mighty man.
Have you heard the news?
There's good rockin' tonight.
Have you heard the news?
There's good rockin' tonight.
Have you heard the news?
There's good rockin' tonight.
Have you heard the news?
Everybody's rockin' tonight.
Have you heard the news?
Everyone's rockin' tonight.
Have you heard the news?
Everybody's rockin' tonight.
Have you heard the news?
Everybody's rockin' tonight.
Have you heard the news?
Everybody's rockin' tonight.
Now have you heard the news?
There's good rockin' tonight.
I had a friend was a big baseball player back in high school
He could throw that speedball by you
Make you look like a fool boy
Saw him the other night at this roadside bar I was walking inand he was walking out
We went back inside sat down, had a few drinks butall he kept talking about wasCHORUS:
Glory days well they'll pass you by
Glory days in the wink of a young girl's eye
Glory days, glory days
There's a girl that lives up the block back in schoolshe could turn all the boys' heads
Sometimes on a Friday I'll stop by and have a few drinksafter she put her kids to bed
Her and her husband Bobby well they split up
I guess it's two years gone by now
We just sit around talking about the old times,she says when she feels like crying she starts laughing thinking about
Think I'm going down to the well tonight and I'm going to drinktill I get my fill
And I hope when I get old I don't sit around thinking about itbut I probably will
I was your big man I was your prince charming
King on a white horse hey now look how far I’ve fallen
I tried to trick you yeah but baby you got wise
You cut me cut me right right down to size
Now I’m just a fool in Gloria’s eyes
Swore I’d get you back I was so sure
I’d get you back life I done so many times before
A little sweet talk to cover over all of the lies
You came runnin’ back but to my surprise
Well there was somethin’ gone in Gloria’s eyes
Well in the dark when it was just me and you
I asked the question that I knew the answer to
Is that a smile my little dolly on the shelf
Tell me is that a smile
Or is it somethin’ else ?
Now I work hard to prove my love is true
Now I work hard and I bring it on home to you
At night I pray as silently you lie
Some day my love again will rise
Like a shining torch in Gloria’s eyes
I was your big man I was your prince charming
0i aint lookin for just excitement
Baby that's just a fact
If you want to get to her heart
You better let her know just where you're at
Chorus:
It aint written in the sky above
No fortune-teller told me this
You gotta tell her that you love her
Tell her that you need her
And give the girl a great big kiss
Give the girl a great big kiss
Now if you're such a fool you think
It don't matter, baby, what you say
Maybe you better tell her how you're feelin
It aint gonna happen any other way
(chorus)
Now baby all I wanna do
Is darlin make sweet love to you
Now I don't know what the meanin is
Why you wanna hide the things you feel and say
But baby it's just a natural fact
Love was never meant to be that way
(chorus)
Now baby all I wanna do
Pack up your bagsDon’t look backThere’s a little placeOut ’cross the the railroad tracksIf you’re broken-heartedAnd you don’t know what to doBut they got a place down there that’s just for youClub soul, club soul city, yeah yeah yeahClub soul, club soul city, oh yeahThere’s a waitress at the back barGoes with the the guy that runs the placeShe’s got hair like a weeping willowAnd tears running down her faceShe’s seen a lot of guys like you coming aroundLooking for something that they’ve lostOr trying to lose something that they’ve foundDown atClub soul, club soul city, yeah yeah yeahClub soul, club soul city, oh yeahSo if you’re down on your spiritAnd there ain’t no-one who caresIf you’re lost and you’re lonelyYou won’t be lonely down thereYou can’t miss it, it’s just up the highwayOn the front door there’s a sign that saysRestricted to the losing kindClub soul, club soul city, yeah yeah yeahClub soul, club soul city, oh yeahClub soul, club soul city, yeah yeah yeahClub soul, club soul city, oh yeah
A lovely, poignant song
About a man fated to be kept apart from his true love
"well, sometimes I dream of gettin' outta here,
Headin' down towards them old tracks
I swore I'd come and get her
But I know I ain't never goin' back
"there's nights I can't sleep
No matter how hard I try
So from my window I watch the moonlight
Fall on the far hillside
"I imagine I put on my jacket,
Go down to this little roadside bar
Pick a stranger and spin around the dance floor
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
Till you spend half your life just covering up
Born in the U.S.A.
I was born in the U.S.A.
I was born in the U.S.A.
Born in the U.S.A.
Got in a little hometown jam
So they put a rifle in my hand
Sent me off to a foreign land
to go and kill the yellow man
Born in the U.S.A.
I was born in the U.S.A.
I was born in the U.S.A.
I was born in the U.S.A.
Born in the U.S.A.
Come back home to the refinery
Hiring man says "son if it was up to me"
Went down to see my V.A. man
He said "son don't you understand now"
Had a brother at Khe Sahn fighting off the Viet Cong
They're still there he's all gone
He had a woman he loved in Saigon
I got a picture of him in her arms now
Down in the shadow of penitentiary
Out by the gas fires of the refinery
I'm ten years burning down the road
Nowhere to run ain't got nowhere to go
Born in the U.S.A.
I was born in the U.S.A.
Born in the U.S.A.
I'm a long gone daddy in the U.S.A.
Born in the U.S.A.
Born in the U.S.A.
Born in the U.S.A.
Bless on the border guard so cold and alone
Bless on the child so far from his home
Pity the border guard who feels like a woman to cry
Pity the border guard whose life guards the line
A light is a funny thing
A border sometime
A light is a hurting thing
Use only to divine
I pity the refugee whose home lies behind
I pity the border guard and his border line
He keeps his machine gun nose pointed to the sky
The night time is his master
And you know the dawn light brings his captor
And I pity the border guard as he walks, well as he walks his own
The echo of his foot steps is all a friend would know
A home is a funny thing
You get tied to the earth
Like a love is a crazy thing
In the eye of a child
I Pity the border guard whose soul taken captive at birth
May the sweet brace of his grief and show him how to be so wild
Yes a light is a funny thing
A border sometimes
A light is a hurting thing
Used only to divine
He who made the open plains and the world one and all
Could not have conceived with a barbed wire brain
For the building of the wall and at night I keep my fire bright
So that I may be safe when I sleep
Boom boom boom boom
I wanna shoot you right down
Take you in my arms
I'm in love with you
A love that is true
Boom boom boom boom
I need you right now
I mean right now
I don't mean tomorrow
I mean right now
Come on come on
I wanna give it up babe
Shake it up babe
Come on and shake
Shake it up babe
Come on come on shake it up babe
I like the way you walk
I like the way you talk
When you walk that walk
And you talk that talk
You knock me out
Right over my feet
Shake it up babe
Come on and shake
Shake it up babe
Come on come on shake it up babe
Boom boom boom boom
I wanna shoot you right down
Take you in my arms
I'm in love with you
A love that is true
We played king of the mountain out on the end
The world come chargin' up the hill, and we were women and men
Now there's so much that time, time and memory fade away
We got our own roads to ride and chances we gotta take
We stood side by side each one fightin' for the other
We said until we died we'd always be blood brothersNow the hardness of this world slowly grinds your dreams away
Makin' a fool's joke out of the promises we make
And what once seemed black and white turns to so many shades of gray
We lose ourselves in work to do and bills to pay
And it's a ride, ride, ride, and there ain't much cover
With no one runnin' by your side my blood brother
On through the houses of the dead past those fallen in their tracks
Always movin' ahead and never lookin' back
Now I don't know how I feel, I don't know how I feel tonight
If I've fallen 'neath the wheel, if I've lost or I've gained sight
I don't even know why, I don't know why I made this callOr if any of this matters anymore after all
But the stars are burnin' bright like some mystery uncovered
I'll keep movin' through the dark with you in my heart
They ride beneath the waves at 20,000 leaguesOn stallions stitched to seaweed strandsSo smiling, so smilingThey herd the fishes of the deepThey ride for you and meThey ranch the rich and the sunken soilAt the bottom of the seaIn the dead of night, alive in sleepI hear them calling meThem deep sea desperadoesThem midnight maelstrom freaksThe cowboy of the seaSo on wings of sleep I pierce the deepAnd ride like a hurricaneAt midnight still I paid my billAnd turned my back on the landWith the help of old paint, that seaweed nagIt’s just jesse james and meWe ride the depths and rob the banksAt the bottom of the seaWith a seaman’s grip on navigationAnd some fired, hired handsWe set forth to confront the nationAnd lend a cowboy’s handWe do the dolphins’ dance duetMy mermaid babe and meThen I ride of into the blue sunsetAt the bottom of the seaAnd with the seaman’s grip on submariningAnd some aqualung outlawsOur guns are made of solid dreamin’And bullets from a broken causeAnd with hand held high to touch the skyA good texas ranger I’ll bebut sometimes I feel like a lone stranger’midst the cowboys of the seaOh and men above he cannot make loveHe’s got to rape his mother the seaAnd because of his greedWe’re a vanishing breedWe cowboys of the sea
If there's something you need
That you just don't have
Well just don't sit there
Feeling badCome on now get up
Try and understand
Just raise you hand
Baby here I am
You know I'm standing in line
I wanna give you my love
Please let me try
Come on now get up
Try and understand
You can't sleep at night
You can't dream your dream
Your fingerprints on file
Left clumsily at the scene
Your own worst enemy has come to town
Your own worst enemy has come to town
Yesterday the people were at ease
Baby you slept in peace
You closed your eyes and saw her
You knew who you were
And your own worst enemy has come to town
Your own worst enemy has come
Your world keeps turning round and round
But everything is upside down
Your own worst enemy has come to town
There's a face you know
Staring back from the shop window
The condition you're in
Now you just can't get out of this skin
Ah ah ah
Ah ah ah
Ah ah ah
Hooo...
The times they got too clear
So you removed all the mirrors
Once the family felt secure
Now no one's very sure
Your own worst enemy has come to town
Your own worst enemy's come
Everything is falling down
Your own worst enemy has come to town
Your own worst enemy has come
Everything is falling down
Your own worst enemy has come to town
Your flag it flew so high
She promises to be yours forever and alwaysAnd you’re too young to know it don’t work out that wayWhen she kisses you and your heart skipsAnd you’re ten feet off the groundSoon you’ll be crying and that when you’ll have foundThatYour love is gonna let you down, boyYour love is gonna let you downYour love is gonna let you down, boyYour love is gonna let you downWell it’s kisses and sweet talkWhen she first starts coming roundBut soon tears start falling downYou say every day she makes your dreams come trueBut soon those very dreams will be the death of youWellYour love is gonna let you down, boyYour love is gonna let you downYour love is gonna let you down, boyYour love is gonna let you downNo cold denials, no-one really liedIt was time spent, promise impliedAnd suddenly you see something new in her eyesAnd in that moment you realizeLately you’ve been walking the streets at nightLike an empty shadow in the morning lightLike an empty shadow that’s suddenly foundThat your love is gonna let you downYour love is gonna let you down, boyYour love is gonna let you downYour love is gonna let you down, boyYour love is gonna let you down
no one ever found it
ain't no school ever taught it
no one ever made it
ain't no one ever bought it
baby you've got it
baby you've got it
come on and give it to me
ain't no one can break it
there ain't no one can steal it
ain't no one can fake it
you just know it when you feel it
baby you've got it
baby you've got it
come on and give it to me
yeah, you can't read it in a book
and you can't even dream it
honey, it ain't got a name
you just know it when you see it
baby you've got it
baby you've got it
come on and give it to me
well, now listen up
your reckless love is precious so don't waste it
can't tell you what they made it of
but i know it when i taste it
baby you've got it
baby you've got it
you've got it in your bones and blood
you're real as real ever was
baby you've got it
baby you've got it
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
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
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
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,
I hold you in my arms, yeah that's when it starts
I seek faith in your kiss and comfort in your heart
I taste the seed upon your lips, lay my tongue upon your scars
But when I look into your eyes we stand worlds apart
Where the distant oceans sing and rise to the plain
In this dry and troubled country your beauty remains
Down from the mountain road where the highway rolls to dark
'Neath Allah's blessed rain we remain worlds apart
Sometimes the truth just ain't enough
Or is it too much in times like this
Let's throw the truth away we'll find it in this kiss
In your skin upon my skin in the beating of our hearts
May the living let us in before the dead tear us apart
We'll let blood build a bridge over mountains draped in stars
I'll meet you on the ridge between these worlds apart
We've got this moment now to live then it's all just dust and dark
Let's let love give what it gives
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
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
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.
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
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
When you need me call my name
'Cause without you my life just wouldn't be the same
If you want me come sunny skies or rain
When you need me just call my name
If you miss me, I'll be there
To brush the sunlight from your hair
I'll be there to guide you when trouble walks beside you
If you need me I'll be there
And when this dirty world has been cold to you
I got two strong arms waitin' to hold you
And when those mean days come along
We'll stand together and we'll take 'em on
So if you need me just call my name
When you need me call my name
'Cause without you my life just isn't the same
'Cause when this world kicked me around
You picked me up off the ground
When you danceI hear the music rocking everywhereWhen you danceI see the lights shining through your hairWhen you danceThe band is blowing like a hurricaneWhen you danceYou look so fine but you don’t know my nameCome near baby, don’t be afraidJust one taste won’t doI can’t hold back one more daySugar I know I got to dance with youWhen you danceYour smile ain’t hiding what you’re thinking ofWhen you danceYour body trembles like you’re making loveWhen you move, babyMy soul is aching and my blood runs hotRun into me nowMy heart is breaking, shaking what you gotCome near baby, don’t be afraidJust one taste won’t doI can’t hold back one more daySugar I know I got to dance with youShake ’em down nowCome near baby, don’t be afraidJust one taste won’t doI can’t hold back one more daySugar I know I got to dance with youOh yeah babyWhen you danceI hear the music rocking everywhereWhen you dance, babyThis time you tumble, honey, I don’t careWhen you dance
There's a pillar in the temple
where I carved your name
There's a soul sitting sad and blue
Now the remedies you've taken
are all in vain
Let me show you what love can do
Let me show you what love can do
Darling I can't stop the rain
Or turn your black sky blue
Well let me show you what love can do
Let me show you what love can do
Well now our truth lay shattered,
we stood at world's end
There's a dead sun rose in view
As if any of this matters, a kiss my friend
Let me show you what love can do
Let me show you what love can do
Darling we can't stop this train
When it comes crashing through
But let me show you what love can do
Let me show you what love can do
On the bench you lie all is nails and rust
And the love you've given's turned ashes and dust
When the hope you've gathered's drifted to the wind
It's you and I now, friend (you and I now, friend)
You and I now, friend
Here our memory lay corrupted and our city lay dry
Let me make this vow to you
Here where it's blood for blood and an eye for an eye
Let me show you what love can do
Let me show you what love can do
Here we bear the mark of Cain
But let the light shine through
Let me show you what love can do
Let me show you what love can do
Let me show you what love can do
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
we take care of our own
we take care of our own
wherever this flag's flown
we take care of our own
from chicago to new orleans
from the muscle to the bone
from the shotgun shack to the superdome
we needed help but the cavalry stayed home,
there ain't no-one hearing the bugle blown
we take care of our own
we take care of our own
wherever this flag's flown
we take care of our own
where's the eyes, the eyes with the will to see
where's the hearts, they run over with mercy
where's the love that has not forsaken me
where's the work that set my hands, my soul free
where's the spirit to reign, reign over me
where's the promise, from sea to shining sea
where's the promise, from sea to shining sea
wherever this flag is flown
wherever this flag is flown
wherever this flag is flown
we take care of our own
we take care of our own
wherever this flag's flown
we take care of our own
we take care of our own
we take care of our own
wherever this flag's flown
We shall overcome
We shall overcome
We shall overcome some day
Oh, deep in my heart
I do believe
We shall overcome some day
We'll walk hand in hand
We'll walk hand in hand
We'll walk hand in hand some day
Oh, deep in my heart
I do believe
We shall overcome some day
We shall all be free
We shall all be free
We shall all be free some day
Oh, deep in my heart
I do believe
We shall overcome some day
We are not afraid
We are not afraid
We are not afraid some day
Oh, deep in my heart
I do believe
We shall overcome some day
We are not alone
We are not alone
We are not alone some day
Oh, deep in my heart
I do believe
We shall overcome some day
The whole wide world around
The whole wide world around
The whole wide world around some day
Oh, deep in my heart
I do believe
We shall overcome some day
We shall overcome
We shall overcome
We shall overcome some day
Oh, deep in my heart
I do believe
Bright light city
gonna set my
soul
gonna set my
soul on fire
There's a whole
lot a money just
ready to burn so
get those stakes
up higher
There's a
thousand pretty
women just
waitin' out there
They're all livin
Devil may care
and I'm just the
Devil with love to
spare
Viva Las Vegas
Viva Las Vegas
How I wish that
there were more
than 24 hours in
a day
But even if there
were 40 more I
wouldn't sleep a
minute away
There's Blackjack,
Poker and the
Roulette Wheel
A fortune won
and lost on
every deal
All you need is
money and
nerves of steel
Viva Las Vegas
Viva Las Vegas
Viva Las Vegas
with your neon
flashing
And your
one-armed
bandits crashing
All your
hopes down the
drain
Viva Las Vegas
turning day into
night time turnin
'night into day
time if you've seen it once you'll
never be the
same again
SOLO
Gonna keep on
the run
I'm gonna have
me some fun
If it costs me
my very last
dime
If I wind up
broke well I'll
always remember
that I had a
swinging time
I'm gonna give it
every thing I got
Lady Luck won't
you let the dice
stay hot
Let me shoot a
seven with every
shot
Viva Las Vegas
Viva Las Vegas
Viva Las Vegas
Viva Viva
Las Vegas
BUSTED................
She was just another war nurseShe could strike a noble poseCaring for our young boys when a bullet laid them lowShe would hover over them and cryAnd pull the cover over them when they’d dieShe was just another lonesome lady, lover, sister of the gunAnd though france would call her darling,She was a nurse ’neath the rising sunShe knew no hells or heavens, or harbors or havensShe was every mother, sister, wife and loverWhose love a soldier boy was savin’She believed in the birth of the broad swordShe was not a shielded oneThough france would call her darlin’She was nurse ’neath the rising sunShe was a soldier’s shrapnel sweetheart, direct from the combat zoneShe was a reincarnation o fthe virgin maryShe was the hooker down in san antoneAnd though her heart was somewhere in icelandCommanding the dawn patrolBlessed in this blood and stitched into these bonesThe war nurse left her soulBlessed in this blood and stitched into these bonesThe war nurse left her soul
I remember how rough your hand felt on mine
On my wedding day
And the tears cried on my shoulder
I couldn’t turn away
Well so much has happened to me
That I don’t understand
All I can think of is being five years old following behind you at the beach
Tracing your footprints in the sand
Trying to walk like a man
By Our Lady of the Roses
We lived in the shadow of the elms
I remember ma draggin’ me and my sister up the street to the church
Whenever she heard those wedding bells
Well would they ever look so happy again
The handsome groom and his bride
As they stepped into that long black limousine
For their mystery ride
Well tonight you step away from me
And alone at the altar I stand
And as I watch my bride coming down the aisle I pray
For the strength to walk like a man
Well now the years have gone and I’ve grown
From that seed you’ve sown
But I didn’t think there’d be so many steps
I’d have to learn on my own
Well I was young and I didn’t know what to do
When I saw your best steps stolen away from you
Now I’ll do what I can
I’ll walk like a man
When we fight and I wanna talk it out
You won't say nothing, nothing at all
You just sit there, you won't open that pretty mouth
I think you like keeping my back up against the wall
Wages of sin, you keep me paying
Wages of sin for wrongs that I've done
Wages of sin, you keep me paying
Wages of sin, one by one
I walk in the apartment, there's clothes thrown all over the place
You're crouched in the corner with makeup running down your face
I don't wanna believe what my heart keeps saying
You keep me on the line so you can keep me paying
Wages of sin, we keep paying
Wages of sin for the wrongs that we've done
Wages of sin, we keep paying
Wages of sin, that's how we have our fun
I remember when I was a little boy out where the cottonwoods grow tall
Trying to make it home through the forest before the darkness falls
Baby all the sounds I heard, even if they weren't real
I was running down that broken path with the devil snapping at my heels
I tried so hard, so hard in every way
Swore someday I'd grow up, just throw it all away
Cried all the tears, baby, that I could cry
Stomached all my fears 'til they came rushin' up inside
darlin' I'm losin' and it's a mean game
Still I play on just the same
Wages of sin, I keep paying
Wages of sin for some wrong that I've done
Wages of sin, well I keep paying
The runway rushed up at me, I felt the wheels touch down
Stood out on the blacktop, and took a taxi into town
Got off down on Main Street, to see what I recognized
All I seen was strange faces, watching a stranger passin' by
Vietnam, Vietnam, I don't man
Back in Vietnam
Went for my job back at the factory, down at the factory
The only thing I heard from the man at the desk
Is, "Son, understand if it was up to me"
'bout half the town's out of work
Ain't nothin' for you here
From the assembly line to the front-line
But I guess you didn't hear"
You died in Vietnam, you died in Vietnam
Now don't you understand, you died in Vietnam
Drive down my neighborhood
See the flags out on the porch
So I went to see my old baby
Down at First and Grand
Her mama told me she ran off
With a singer in a rock 'n' roll band
????
I can see me passin' by
You died in Vietnam, you died in Vietnam
Boy, don't you understand, you died in Vietnam
The runway rushed up at me, I felt the wheels hit down
I stood out on the blacktop, and took a taxi into town
Got off down on Main Street, to see what I could see
All I seen was strangers, watchin' a stranger pass by
And that stranger was me
Vietnam, Vietnam, oh-no man
Vietnam
Went to see my baby, down on First and Grand
To tell her I'd come home from away in Vietnam
Her mama came to the door and told me
Her mama told me she ran away
With a singer in a rock 'n' roll band
She said, "I'm sorry son, but we understand"
You died in Vietnam, you died in Vietnam
Vibes man in the alley, play me your spitball serenade,And a deeper blue and you’ll be playing in your grave.Save your notes, spend them on your blues, boy.Help your darlin’ yearlin’ blues, boy.Hit the church note, ring it!Vibes man sing the trashcan hear your junkman singing.Fish lady, don’t you bait those tenement walls.Don’t take corner boys because they’re too easy.You were born black and blue,You didn’t have to wait for somebody to hit you.Take my arm, I’ll move with you down broadway.Take my arm, oh honey, I’ll walk with you down broadway.I’m the young man and I’ll be proud,And I can talk real loud.And I’m from out of town, too.Won’t you come home with me.Won’t you come home with me.But no, cause she won’t take a train,Oh, she won’t take that train.Oh, she won’t take a train.Oh, she won’t take that train.She won’t take a train.Oh, she won’t take that train.Oh, she won’t take a train.Oh, she won’t take that train.You won’t take the train.She won’t take the train.Cause she’s afraid those tracks are gonna slow her down.And when she turns around,I’m gonna be gone like the ? ? ? ? ? ? ?
You do the drying, I'll do the dishes
Who'll do the crying when all the wishes don't come true
You do the washing, I'll do the folding
Whose heart is breaking
When whose arms are holding someone new
Sittin' ona peaceful lake sunnin'
Didn't hear the roar of the waterfall coming
When it's all a storybook story
When it's all so easy and nice
Here comes trouble in paradise
You did the dusting, I did the sweeping
You did the driving oh and I did the sleeping a little too long
On a picnic 'neath the sky so blue
We didn't see the rain and heartache coming through
When it's all an old black and white movie
And you're sure you've seen the ending twice
Here comes trouble in paradise
You sais everything was fine
I'm sorry, baby, I didn't see the signs
Oh so beautifully you read your lines
But in a play where the hero has no vice
And love comes without a price
So does trouble in paradise
Don't matter who did the dusting or who did the sweeping
Who did the trusting or who did the cheating when it's all gone
Laying in a field on a summer's day
Waitin'for those gary skies to clear away
Knowing all love's glory and beauty
Can vanish before you think twice
Leaving trouble in paradise
Now we share the laughing, we share the joking
Tweeter and the monkey man were hard up for cash,They stayed up all night selling cocaine and hash,To an undercover cop who had a sister named jan.For reasons unexplained she loved the monkey man.Tweeter was a boy scout ’fore she went to vietnam,And found out the hard way, nobody gives a damn.They knew that they found freedom just across the jersey line,So they hopped into a stolen car, took highway 99.And the walls came down,All the way to hell.Never saw them when they’re standing,Never saw them when they fell.The undercover cop never liked the monkey man,Even back in childhood he wanted to see him in the can.Jan got married at fourteen to a racketeer named bill,She made secret calls to the monkey man from a mansion on the hill.It was out on thunder road, tweeter at the wheel,They crashed into paradise, they could hear them tires squeal.The undercover cop pulled up and said everyone of you’s a liar,If you don’t surrender now it’s gonna go down to the wire.And the walls came down,All the way to hell.Never saw them when they’re standing,Never saw them when they fell.An ambulance rolled up, a state-trooper close behind,Tweeter took his gun away and messed up his mind.The undercover cop was left tied up to a tree,Near the souvenir stand, by the old abandoned factory.Next day the undercover cop was hot in pursuit,He was taking the whole thing personal, he didn’t care about the loot.Jan had told him many times, it was you to me who taughtIn jersey anything’s legal, as long as you don’t get caught.And the walls came down,All the way to hell.Never saw them when they’re standing,Never saw them when they fell.Some place by rahwey prison they ran out of gas,The undercover cop had cornered them, said,Boy you didn’t think this could last? Jan jumped out of bed, said, there’s someplace I gotta go.She took the gun out of the drawer, said, it’s best that you don’t know.The undercover cop was found face down in a field,The monkey man was on the river bridge, using tweeter as a shield.Jan said to the monkey man, I’m not fooled by tweeter’s curl,I knew him long before he became a jersey girl.And the walls came down,All the way to hell.Never saw them when they’re standing,Never saw them when they fell.Now the town of jersey city is quieting down again,I’m sitting in a gambling club called the lion’s den.The tv set was blown up, every bit of it is gone,Ever since the nightly news showed that the monkey man was on.I guess I’ll go to florida and get myself some sun,There ain’t no more opportunity here, everything’s been done.Sometimes I think of tweeter, sometimes I think of jan,Sometimes I don’t think about nothing but the monkey man.And the walls came down,All the way to hell.Never saw them when they’re standing,Never saw them when they fell.
I woke up last night shaking from a dream,
For in that dream I died
My wife rolled over and told me
That my life would be immortalized
Not in some major motion picture
Or great american novel you see
They're gonna make a TV Movie out of me
It's one two three you take the money
It's as easy as A, B, C
They're gonna make a TV Movie out of me
They can change my name or they can leave it
They can change my story too
Or they can make me black or Chinese
And do things that I never did do
They're gonna give my life a whole new ending
And put me in prime time first-run
And when it's over what I did there will be what I done
Now I don't want my name in a history book
Nobody's ever gonna see
They're gonna make a TV Movie out of me
It's one two three you take the money
It's as easy as A, B, C
They're gonna make a TV Movie out of me
Well I'm a shoe-in for a sponsor
Goodyear blimp and radial wheels
Somebody had a meeting somewhere
Somehow somebody made a deal
I was one of them kinds of stories
That everybody liked to see
They're gonna make a TV Movie out of me
Now I don t want no inscription on my grave stone
No long soliloquy
They're gonna make a TV movie out of me
It's one two three you take the money
It's as easy as A, B, C
There's a river runs through this valley
Cold and deep and black
Comin' like a tombstone shadow across my back
(CHORUS)
Trouble river, six foot high and rising Trouble river, I can't keep from cryin'
I woke up last night shakin'
Shakin' from a dream
That all I seen was smiling faces staring back at me
(CHORUS)
Snakes crawling in the hi house I'm stuck in muddy ground
Tonight I'm gonna shed this skin
And I'll be breathin' free air now
Well its saturday night youre all dressed up in blue
I been watching you awhile maybe you been watching me too
So somebody ran out left somebodys heart in a mess
Well if youre looking for love honey Im tougher than the rest
Some girls they want a handsome dan or some good-lookin joe
On their arms some girls like a sweet-talkin romeo
Well round here baby I learned you get what you can get
So if youre rough enough for love honey Im tougher than the rest
The road is dark and its a thin thin line
But I want you to know Ill walk it for you anytime
Maybe your other boyfriends couldnt pass the test
Well if youre rough and ready for love honey Im tougher than the rest
Well it aint no secret Ive been around a time or two
Well I dont know baby maybe youve been around too
Well theres another dance all you gotta do is say yes
And if youre rough and ready for love honey Im tougher than the rest
Every day I I wanna be around youGotta gotta gotta gotta be, I wanna be with youWhat I want ... baby, ...But god, I just can’t stop and let you goAnd I can’t leave youTonight!All I wanna do is kiss your lipsTonight!All I ...fingertipsTonight!...Tonight tonight tonight tonight tonightWoah, tonight....Come on come on come on come back, baby, ...And I’ve got ...Well I ...When I ...And i...Tonight!Tonight!All I wanna do is kiss your lipsTonight!Tonight!Tonight tonight tonight tonight tonightWoah, tonight........................Tonight!Tonight!Tonight!Tonight tonight tonight tonight tonightTonight, tonight, tonight, tonight
Where the cold wind blows
Tomorrow never knows
Where your sweet smile goes
Tomorrow never knows
You and me we've been standing in my den
Waiting for that time to come
Where the green grass grows
Tomorrow never knows
In the field your long hair flows
Down by the tail end of the tracks
Beneath the water tower
I carried you on my back
Over the rusted spikes of that highway of steel
When no more thunder sounds
Where the time goes
Tomorrow never knows&
Where he who waits for the day's riches will be lost
In the whispery town
Where the river flows
She walked up to me and asked me if I wanted to dance
She looked kind of fine, so I thought that I might just take that chance
and when we danced she held me tight
when I walked her home that night
we stood beneath the moon so bright
and she kissed me
The first time I saw her I knew I had to see her again
I knew we was gonna be so much more than just friends
I didn't know just what to do so I whispered I love you
She said that she loved me too
and she kissed me
She kissed me in a way I've never been kissed before
She kissed me in a way I wanna be kissed forevermore
I knew that she was mine so I gave her all the love that I had
but I ain't the kinda guy she could take home to meet her dad
Run with me and I'll make you my bride
She was so happy that she almost cried
Then I pulled her by my side
and she kissed me
whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa
She walked up to me and asked me if I wanted to dance
She looked kinda fine so thought that I just might take that chance
I said run with me and I'll make you my bride
She was so happy she almost cried
Then I pulled her by my side
and then she kissed me
and then she kissed me
And the screen door slams, Mary's dress sways
Like a vision she dances, across the porch
As the radio plays, Roy Orbison singing for the lonely
Hey that's me and I want you only
Don't turn me home again
I just can't face myself alone again
Well, don't you 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
Ain't a beauty, but hey you're alright
Oh yeah, 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, 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 busted 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
Well, oh oh, come take my hand
We're riding out tonight to case the promised land
Oh oh, thunder road, oh thunder road, oh thunder road
Lying out there, like a killer in the sun
Hey I know it's late, but we can make it if we run
Oh oh, thunder road, sit tight take hold, thunder road
Well, I got this guitar, and I learned how to make it talk
And my car's out back, if you're ready to take that long walk
From your front porch to my front seat
The door's open but the ride, it ain't free
And I know you're lonely
For words that I ain't spoken
But tonight we'll be free
All the promises'll be broken
There were ghosts in the eyes
Of all the boys you sent away
They haunt this dusty beach road
In the skeleton frames of burned out Chevrolets
They scream your name at night in the street
Your graduation gown lies in rags at their feet
And in the lonely cool before dawn
You hear their engines roaring on
But when you get to the porch, they're gone
On the wind, so Mary climb in
It's a town full of losers
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
(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
Here she comes, walking down the streetYou know she’s walking just like she’s walking to come and seeOh she’s so youngAnd she’s so fineI know what’s on your mind, know what you want to doBut if you mess with her, I’m gonna mess with youYou better watch your step, you better stay in lineThis little girl is mine, oh ohThis little girl is mine, oh ohThis little girl is mine, this little girl, this little girl is mineOh oh this little girl is mineThis little girl is mine, oh ohThis little girl is mine, this little girl, this little girl is mineWell if the world were mine to do with what I want to do, sirWell I’d wrap it up in a bow and giver it all to herYeah and all of my love, all of the timeYou know I’d hold her tight, I’d never let her goAnd late at night you know I’d love her soYeah I’d treat her right, so she’d never mindThatThis little girl is mine, oh ohThis little girl is mine, oh ohThis little girl is mine, this little girl, this little girl is mineHey ! you better watch outI’m telling you the scoreOr you’re gonna be sweeping your broken heart up off the floorOh and that ain’t allI’m telling you my friendI know what’s on your mind, know what you wanna doBut if you mess with her, I’m gonna mess with youYou like the way she moves, you like to watch her walkYou better listen up, ’cause man this ain’t just talkYou better watch your step, you better stay in lineThis little girl is mine, oh ohThis little girl is mine, oh ohThis little girl is mine, this little girl, this little girl is mineOh oh this little girl is mineThis little girl is mine, oh ohThis little girl is mine, this little girl, this little girl is mineThis little girl is mine, oh ohThis little girl is mine, oh ohThis little girl is mine, this little girl, this little girl is mineOh oh this little girl is mineThis little girl is mine, oh ohThis little girl is mine, this little girl, this little girl is mine
A bang then stardust in your eyes
A billion years for just this night
In a way it will be alright
A blackness then the light of a million stars
As you slip into in my car
The evening sky strikes sparks
This life, this life and then the next
With you I have been blessed
What more can you expect
At night at my telescope alone
This emptiness I've roamed
Searching for a home
The stars, a brief string of shining charms
Rushing in right out of our arms
Into the drifting dark
This life, this life and then the next
With you I have been blessed
What more can you expect
This life, this life and then the next
I finger the hem of your dress
My universe at rest
We reach for starlight all night long
But gravity is too strong
Chained to this earth we go on and on and on and on and on
Then a million sighs cresting were you stood
A beauty in the neighborhood
This lonely planet never looked so good
This life, this life and then the next
With you I have been blessed
What more can you expect
This life, this life and then the next
I finger the hem of your dress
Well you flash your tongue like diamondsYou tied me to your wildcat schemesAnd you forced me into a power diveAnd left your mark on my jeansAnd I hear the word on your soldiersAnd I hear the word on jesus tooI heard the word on the countryBut I never heard the word on youYour love was like a machine gunI wore your bugle in my beltAnd I was your kid glove loverAll the cards were yoursYou always dealtAnd I stood before your soapboxNoiseless and shoelessPlaying my pantry boy’s gamesYou had your hands raised up to the skyShouting oh sunday deityOh big daddy longlegsCome down and bless your sister pleaseYou were shoutin’ orders about the constructionGoing on down the highwayYou were namin’ names, blamin’ blamesAnd you blamed meYou wore your heart like a challengeFar and apart for anyone who cameOpen and wide like the riverWith rocks on both sides to keep the water tameBut I heard the word on your high tidesAnd I felt the pain when I triedTo rip your flood gates wideAnd pull your body on over to my sideWhere we both could hideBut you heard about the freedom rideAnd you heard about the highway crewWho could cut the light a little bit faster than youSo you left me just your shoesAnd I hear the word on jesusAnd I hear the word on his marching troopAnd I hear the word on the countryBut I never heard the word on you
Dirty old street all slushed up in the rain and snow
Little boy and his ma shivering outside a rundown music store window
That night on top of a Christmas tree shines one beautiful star
And lying underneath a brand-new Japanese guitar
I remember in the morning, ma, hearing your alarm clock ring
I'd lie in bed and listen to you gettin' ready for work
The sound of your makeup case on the sink
And the ladies at the office, all lipstick, perfume and rustlin' skirts
And how proud and happy you always looked walking home from work
If pa's eyes were windows into a world so deadly and true
You couldn't stop me from looking but you kept me from crawlin' through
And if it's a funny old world, mama, where a little boy's wishes come true
Well I got a few in my pocket and a special one just for you
It ain't no phone call on Sunday, flowers or a mother's day card
It ain't no house on a hill with a garden and a nice little yard
I got my hot rod down on Bond Street, I'm older but you'll know me in a glance
We'll find us a little rock 'n roll bar and baby we'll go out and dance
Well it was me in my Beatle boots, you in pink curlers and matador pants
Pullin' me up of the couch to do the twist for my uncles and aunts
Well I found a girl of my own now, ma, I popped the question on your birthday
She stood waiting on the front porch while you were telling me to get out there
And say what it was that I had to say
Last night we all sat around laughing at the things that guitar brought us
And I layed awake thinking 'bout the other things it's brought us
Well tonight I'm takin's requests here in the kitchen
This one's for you, ma, let me come right out and say it
The way your heart beats when I hold you tightThe way you sigh when we kiss goodnightThe way the wind blows through the treesWell hey, that’s the way you belong to meThe way you warm me baby when I’m coldThe way you make me want you body and soulThe way the rivers run to the seaWell hey, that’s the way you belong to meThe way you soothe me when I’m in painThe way you make the blood rush in my veinsThe way the winds rush through the treesWell hey, that’s the way you belong to meWhen I lose faith you take my handThe way you make me feel like I’m a manThe way the sun belongs to the seaWell hey, that’s the way you belong to meThe way you make me feel like I belongAnd if I could girl though I know it’d be wrongI’d lock you deep inside’till the last rains fallAnd hide you from the emptiness of it allSometimes at night I lie awakeI pull you close and feel each breath you takeThe way the rivers belong to the seasWell hey, that’s the way you belong to meWell hey, that’s the way you belong to me
Johnny works in a factory and Billy works downtown
Terry works in a rock 'n' roll band looking for that million-dollar sound
Me I got a little job down in Darlington but some nights I don't go
Some nights I go to the drive-in and some night I stay home
You see I followed that dream just like those guys do way up on the screen
With a built-up Challenger down route 9
Through the dead ends and all the bad scenes
And when the promise was broken I cashed in a few of my old dreams
You see I built that Challenger by myself
But I needed money and so I sold it
And I lived a secret I should have kept to myself
But I got drunk one night and I told it
All my life I fought that fight
The one that I can't ever win
And everyday it just gets harder to live
The dreams I'm believing in
Thunder Road
Oh baby you were so right
Thunder Road
There's something dying on the Highway tonight
Well now my Daddy taught me how to walk quiet
And how to make my peace with the past
And I learned real good to tighten up inside
And I don't say nothin' unless I'm asked
When the promise is broken you go on livin'
But it takes something from down in your soul
Like when the truth is spoken
And it don't make no difference
Something in your heart turns cold
You see I followed that dream, me and some guys
Through the dead ends and all the two-bit bars
When the promise was broken
I was drunk and far away from home
Sleeping with a stranger in the back seat of a borrowed car
Thunder Road
And when it washes away with the rain
Thunder Road
You learn to walk among the remains
Thunder Road
I remember when me and Terry we'd always say
Thunder Road
We were gonna take it all
And throw it all
He rode the rails since the Great Depression
Fifty years out on the skids
He said 'You don't cross nobody
You'll be all right out here kid.'
Left my family in Pennsylvania
Searchin' for work I hit the road
I met Frank in East Texas
In a freight yard blown thru with snow
From New Mexico to Colorado
California to the sea
Frank he showed me the ropes sir
Just till I could get back on my feet
I hoed sugar beets outside of Firebaugh
I picked the peaches from the Marysville trees
They bunked us in a barn just like animals
Me and a hundred others just like me
We split up come the springtime
I never seen Frank again
'Cept one rainy night he blew by me on a grainer
Shouted my name and disappeared in the rain and wind
They found him shot dead outside of Stockton
His body lyin' on a muddy hill
Nothin' taken nothin' stolen
Somebody killin' just to kill
Late that summer was rollin' thru the plains of Texas
A vision passed before my eyes
A small house sittin' trackside
With the glow of the savior's beautiful light
A woman stood cookin' in the kitchen
Kid sat at a table with his old man
Now I wonder does my son miss me
Does he wonder where I am
Tonight I pick my campsite carefully
Outside the Sacramento yard
Gather some wood and light a fire
In the early winter dark
Wind whistling cold I pull my coat around me
Heat some coffee and stare out into the black night
I lie awake I lie awake sir
With my machete by my side
My Jesus your gracious love and mercy
Tonight I'm sorry could not fill my heart
Like one good rifle
My soul went walkin’ but I stayed here
Feel like I been workin’ for a thousand years
Chippin’ away at this chain of my own lies
Climbin’ a wall a hundred miles high
Well I woke up this morning on the other side
Yeah yeah this is the long goodbye
Hey yeah this is the long goodbye
Same old faces it’s the same old town
What once was laughs is draggin’ me now
Waitin’ on rain hangin’ on for love
Words of forgiveness from some God above
Ain’t no words of mercy comin’ from on high
Oh no just a long goodbye
Yeah yeah just one long goodbye
Well I went to leave twenty years ago
Since then I guess I been packin’ kinda slow
Sure did like that admirin’ touch
Guess I liked it a little too much
The moon is high and here I am
Sittin’ here with this hammer in hand
One more drink oughta ease the pain
Starin’ at that last link in the chain
Well let’s raise our glass and let the hammer fly
Hey yeah this is the long goodbye
Hey yeah this is the long goodbye
Kiss me baby and we’re gonna fly
Hey yeah this is the long goodbye
Yeah yeah this is the long goodbye
Hey yeah this is the long goodbye
Kiss me baby ’cause we’re gonna ride
Sundown, sundown
They're taking all the tents down.
Where have you gone my handsome Billy?
Sundown, sundown
The carnival train's leaving town.
Where are ya now my darlin' Billy?
We won't be dancing together on the high wire
Facing the lines with you at my side, oh no.
We won't be breathing the smoke in the fire
On a midway.
Hanging from the trapeze, my wrists waiting for your wrists.
Two daredevils high upon the water's edge.
You throwing the knife that lands inches from my head.
Sundown.
Moon rise, moon rise, the light that was in your eyes is gone away.
Daybreak, daybreak, the thing in you that made me ache has gone to stay
We'll be riding the train without you tonight
The train that keeps on moving
It's black smoke scorching the evening sky.
A million stars shining above us like every soul living and dead
Has been gathered together by God to sing a hymn
Over the old bones.
Sundown, sundown.
They empty out the fairgrounds.
Two kids get married, same old thing
Folks congratulate you, church bells ring
Who's got the ring, who's gonna pay the priest
Get your mama in the paper, picture or two at least
And at the reception all the old records play
"Where you gonna live, are you gonna taker her away?"
In a corner my new nephew's showin' me his knife
You swore that you'd love her for the rest of your life
Went to kiss you at the altar we bumped heads
Honeymoon night we figured we best shake on it instead
Dressed kinda funny, laughin' we hop in bed
You can swear it on your feet, you can swear it on your head
Come mornin' my new famlily's sitting on the front porch swing
Smilin' kinda funny, nobody says a thing
My new brother-in-law's throwin' a football, he tosses me a pass
Men walkin' 'long the railroad tracks
Goin' someplace there's no goin' back
Highway patrol choppers comin' up over the ridge
Hot soup on a campfire under the bridge
Shelter line stretchin' 'round the corner
Welcome to the new world order
Families sleepin' in their cars in the Southwest
No home no job no peace no rest
The highway is alive tonight
But nobody's kiddin' nobody about where it goes
I'm sittin' down here in the campfire light
Searchin' for the ghost of Tom Joad
He pulls a prayer book out of his sleeping bag
Preacher lights up a butt and takes a drag
Waitin' 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 gun in your hand
Sleeping on a pillow of solid rock
Bathin' in the city aqueduct
The highway is alive tonight
Where it's headed everybody knows
I'm sittin' down here in the campfire light
Waitin' on the ghost of Tom Joad
Now Tom said "Mom, wherever there's a cop beatin' a guy
Wherever a hungry newborn baby cries
Where there's a fight 'gainst the blood and hatred in the air
Look for me Mom I'll be there
Wherever there's somebody fightin' for a place to stand
Or decent job or a helpin' hand
Wherever somebody's strugglin' to be free
Look in their eyes Mom you'll see me."
Well the highway is alive tonight
But nobody's kiddin' nobody about where it goes
I'm sittin' down here in the campfire light
I bought a scooter and I rented a shackOut in the sun, by the railroad trackI got a job and I’m a-breakin’ my backWorkin’ and workin’ for the big paybackI keep a puttin’ and a puttin’ outI keep a sweatin’ like a hog and allI work so long that I’m a losin’ trackI work so long that I’m a losin’ trackWaitin’, waitin’ on the big paybackWell, it’s a wham, bam, thank you ma’am, God damn, ring out samI took on that train rumblin’ down this trackThey got your neck in the noose, you’re draggin’ long in backChasin’ and chasin’ the big paybackOh what my foreman does well I don’t knowHe just throws me a shovel and yells go, bobby, goOh well-a all day long he’s just a busy wise crackWhile I’m sweatin’ and sweatin’ the big paybackWell, it’s a wham, bam, thank you ma’am, God damn, ring out samI took on that train rumblin’ down the trackThey got your neck in the noose, your hands are tied up in backAnd you’re a-workin’ and workin’ for the big paybackI quit that job, and mister I ain’t goin’ backGot me a knife and she’s a long and badI’ll tell you how I make the peace with that manDown in the alley of the big paybackI go a wham, bam, thank you ma’am, God damn, c’mon manYou’re a goin’ to that train rumblin’ down this trackI got your neck in the noose and I don’t give a damn, jackI’m on that long lost highway of the big paybackI’m on that long lost highway of the big paybackI’m on that long lost highway of the big payback
Billy had a mistress down on ’A’ an 12th
She was that little somethin’ that he did for himself
His own little secret didn’t hurt nobody
Come the afternoon he’d take her wadin’
Waist deep in the big muddy
Waist deep in the big muddy
You start out standing but end up crawlin’
Got in some trouble and needed a hand from a friend of mine
This old friend he had a figure in mind
It was nothing illegal just a little bit funny
He said "C’mon don’t tell me that the rich don’t know
Sooner or later it all comes down to money"
And you’re waist deep in the big muddy
Waist deep in the big muddy
You start on higher ground but end up crawlin’
Well I had a friend said "You watch what you do
Poison snake bites you and you’re poison too"
How beautiful the river flows and the birds they thing
But you and I we’re messier things
They’re ain’t no one leavin’ this world buddy
Without their shirttail dirty
Or their hands bloody
Waist deep in the big muddy
Waist deep in the big muddy
You start on higher ground but end up somehow crawlin’
The architect angel held Juda ranch.
Just a dirty mile down on the borderline.
Where he mastered blastin' and hustled young cattle for slaughter
And dated Juda's daughter.
From the cellar aways to the attics and all across the plains
Broke electric static of religious strain,
And though he was never an addict, he wore scars on his veins.
Like a young girl holds her first pimp, he held his Bible in.
From desert bars and church bazaars, the hunger slowly came
With vulgar faces from vulgar places lookin' for a game.
Well, ivory gun handles and chamber grease
And souped-up hydroplanes.
The bullets burn from TV silver, bearin' great cowboys' names.
Now with 14 inches of gun barrel, smokin' from the lid,
Spurs on straight black bootheels, he said "They call me the Brooklyn Kid."
And in his lonely Zenith nightmares, well that's just what they did.
Oh, how he played out his scenes, loaded on dreams.
Well, his holster slung low like a hot kid-sister
Tied back to his leg like he gonna do.
He was stompin' the step he called the Quickman Twister.
His six-guns were pumpin' through.
His tongue hung low like sawdust scrapin' across the plains.
He crawled up outside the Juda Ranch.
And started callin' the angel names.
And now the architect angel stood, in one hand a staff, the other a gun.
He held the staff high in the wind. The gun was like a piece in the sun.
He started howlin' like a monsoon wind. Drew fast. The job was done.
At night the moon stretched tight light 'cross the plains,
As real cowboys sat around real campfire flames,
And the county wolf called as if to explain to his son
The way the West was won.
The West was finally won.
New jersey turnpike, ridin on a wet night `neath the refinrys glow
Out where the great black rivers flow
License, registration: I aint got none
But I got a clear conscience `bout the things that I done
Mister state trooper, please don't stop me
Please don't stop me, please don't stop me
Maybe you got a kid, maybe you got a pretty wife
The only thing that I gots been bothrin me my whole life
Mister state trooper, please don't stop me
Please don't stop me, please don't stop me
In the wee, wee hours your mind get hazy
Radio relay towers lead me to my baby
The radios jammed up with talk show stations
Its just talk, talk, talk, talk, till you lose your patience
Mister state trooper, please don't stop me
Hey, somebody out there, listen to my last prayer
Well every night I see a light up in your window
But every night you won't answer your door
But although you won't ever let me in
From the street I can see your silhouette sittin' close to him
What must I do
What does it take
To get you to
Talk to me
Until the night is over
Talk to me
Well until the night is over, yeah yeah yeah
I got a full week's pay
And baby I've been working hard each day
I'm not asking for the world you see
I'm just asking girl
Talk to me
Well late at night I hear the music that you're playing soft and low
Yes and late at night I see the two of you swayin', so close
I don't understand darling what was my sin
Why am I down here below while you're up there with him
What did I do
What did I say
What must I pay
To get you to
Talk to me
Until the night is over
Talk to me
Well until the night is over, yeah yeah yeah
I got a full week's pay
And baby I've been working hard each day
I'm not asking for the world you see
I'm just asking girl
Talk to me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I don't understand darling what was my sin
Why am I down here below while you're up there with him
What did I do
What did I say
What must I pay
To get you to
Talk to me
Until the night is over
Talk to me
Well until the night is over, yeah yeah yeah
I got a full week's pay
And baby I've been working hard each day
I'm not asking for the world you see
I'm down on my bended knees
I'm just asking darling please won't you
Well surprise, surprise, surprise
Yeah surprise, surprise, surprise
Well surprise, surprise, come on open your eyes
And let your love shine down
Well surprise, surprise, surprise
Yeah surprise, surprise, surprise
Well surprise, surprise, come on open your eyes
And let your love shine down
Well today is your birthday
We've traveled so far we two
So let's blow out the candles on your cake
And we'll raise a glass or two
And when the sun comes out tomorrow
It'll be the start of a brand new day
And all that you have wished for I know will come your way
Well surprise, surprise, surprise
Yeah surprise, surprise, surprise
Well surprise, surprise, come on open your eyes
And let your love shine down
In the hollow of the evening, as you lay your head to rest
May the evening stars scatter a shining crown upon your breast
In the darkness of the morning, as the sky struggles to light
May the rising sun caress and bless your soul throughout your life
Well surprise, surprise, surprise
Yeah surprise, surprise, surprise
Well surprise, surprise, come on open your eyes
And let your love shine down
Well surprise, surprise, surprise
Yeah surprise, surprise, surprise
Well surprise, surprise, come on open your eyes
And let your love shine down (let your love shine down)
Let your love shine down (let your love shine down)
Let your love shine down
Surprise, surprise, come on open your eyes
She got high class,
She rides around in a cut down chevy machine.
Her eyes are plate glass,
Oh and legs like a limousine.
She comes stocked with sass,
And pride ain't there to be mean.
She's the baddest thing this town's ever seen.
Oh, street queen.
Well, she got a turbine engine, mama,
With maximum thrust.
Cadillac hips, she's got the best on the strip,
She knows how to use a clutch.
She comes on shiny and black,
And, boys, if you hit her you better be tough.
Oh she's the slickest thing that I've ever seen.
Oh, street queen.
And you can always tell a moment she's around,
You can hear the loud engine roaring.
She says, "come on, get in. hey baby, you want to go for a ride? "
I know she sets your mind soaring.
Oh and the boys, they jump back,
As that engine unwinds.
I'm glued to my seat, mama,
As I watch that speed-o-meter climb.
Oh she moves so fast she's almost obscene.
Street queen.
Well, if you're going to come streakin' down my street, baby,
Like an angel with them chevy wings.
If you're going to come streakin' down my street, baby,
Like an angel with them chevy wings.
You better watch out, street queen,
I met a little girl and I settled down
In a little house out on the edge of town
We got married, and swore we'd never part
Then little by little we drifted from each other's hearts
At first I thought it was just restlessness
That would fade as time went by and our love grew deep
In the end it was something more I guess
That tore us apart and made us weep
And I'm driving a stolen car
Down on Eldridge Avenue
Each night I wait to get caught
But I never do
She asked if I remembered the letters I wrote
When our love was young and bold
She said last night she read those letters
And they made her feel one hundred years old
And I'm driving a stolen car
On a pitch black night
And I'm telling myself I'm gonna be alright
But I ride by night and I travel in fear
There is a rose in spanish harlemA rose that grows in spanish harlemIt’s never seen the sunIt only comes up when the moon is on the runAnd all the stars are leavingWell, it grows right in the streetUp between the concreteBut soft and sweet, and (breathing? ? )There is a rose in spanish harlemA rose that grows in spanish harlemOh, with eyes as black as coalThat reach down in my soulAnd start a fire I can’t controlI beg your pardonWell, I want to pick that roseAnd watch her as she growsIn my gardenThere is a rose in spanish harlemThere is a rose in spanish harlem
On the road to Basra stood young Lieutenant Jimmy Bly
Detailed to go through the clothes of the soldiers who died
At night in dreams he sees their souls rise
Like dark geese into the Oklahoma skies
Well this is a prayer for the souls of the departed
Those who’ve gone and left their babies brokenhearted
This is a prayer for the souls of the departed
Now Raphael Rodriguez was just seven years old
Shot down in a schoolyard by some East Compton Cholos
His mama cried "My beautiful boy is dead"
In the hills the self-made men just sighed and shook their heads
This is a prayer for the souls of the departed
Those who’ve gone and left their babies brokenhearted
Young lives over before they got started
This is a prayer for the souls of the departed
Tonight as I tuck my own son in bed
All I can think of is what if it would’ve been him instead
I want to build me a wall so high nothing can burn it down
Right here on my own piece of dirty ground
Now I ply my trade in the land of king dollar
Where you get paid and your silence passes as honor
And all the hatred and dirty little lies
Every day here you come walking
I hold my tongue, I don't do much talking
You say you're happy and you're doin' fine well go ahead, baby, I got plenty of time
Sad eyes never lie
Sad eyes never lie
Well for a while I've been watching you steady
Ain't gonna move 'til you're good and ready
You show up and then you shy away
But I know pretty soon you'll be walkin' this way
Sad eyes never lie
Sad eyes never lie
Baby don't you know I don't care
Don't you know that I've been there
Well if something in the air feels a little unkind
Don't worry darling, it'll slip your mind
I know you think you'd never be mine
Well that's okay, baby, I don't mind
That shy smile's sweet, that's a fact
Go ahead, I don't mind the act
Here you come all dressed up for a date
Well one more step and it'll be too late
Blue blue ribbon in your hair
There's flying angels on your fire escape
They lie to your mama for you, try to keep you safe
You're with them fire alley virgins on a midnight vamp
Lost your heart on Main Street to a beautiful tramp
You lost your mind
She's sent from above
You're so young and in love
So young and in love
So young and in love
So young and in love
So young and in love
Rat traps filles with soul crusaders
They're soppin' 'n' boppin' 'n' moppin' with Little Melvin and the Invaders
Missy's on the dance floor doin' her stuff
Leroy's dancin' doin' the continental strut
Sent from above
So young and in love
So young and in love
So young and in love
So young and in love
Everybody's reelin' when the band hits the ceilin'
Don't you know you wanna go
The kids start rockin' when the boys start knockin'
And everybody wants to go
Let's go!
Joint's shut down but you don't wanna go home
You're in the shady side of town and you're all alone
Papa's chewin' your ear off 'bout hangin' out with trash
So fine, sent from above
So young and in love
So young and in love
So young and in love
Miguel came from a small town in northern Mexico
He came north with his brother Luis to California three years ago
They crossed at the river levee when Luis was just 16
And found work together in the fields of the San Joaquin
They left their friends and family
Their father said "My sons one thing you will learn
For everything the north gives it exacts a price in return."
They worked side by side in the orchards
From morning till the day was thru
Doing the work the hueros wouldn't do
Word was out some men in from Sinaloa were looking for some hands
Well deep in Fresno county there was a deserted chicken ranch
There was a small tin shack on the edge of a ravine
Miguel and Luis stood cooking methamphetamine
You could spend a year in the orchards
Or make half as much in one ten-hour shift
Working for the men from Sinaloa
But if you slipped the Hydriodic acid
Could burn right thru your skin
They'd leave you spittin' up blood in the desert
If you breathed those fumes in
It was early one winter evening as Miguel stood watch outside
When the shack exploded lighting up the valley night
Miguel carried Luis' body over his shoulder down a swale
To the creekside and there in the tall grass Luis Rosales died
Miguel lifted Luis' body into his truck and then he drove
To where the morning sunlight fell on a eucalyptus grove
There in the dirt he dug up 10000 dollars all that they'd saved
(A mother dies leaving her young son
to come to terms with the loss.
In remembrance of Fiona Chappel,
for her sons Tyler and Oliver.)
I was barely 13 years old
She came out of the Guadalupe's on a night so cold
Her coat was frosted diamonds in the sallow moon's glow
My silver palomino
Sixteen hands from her withers to the ground
I lie in bed and listen to the sound
Of the west Texas thunder roll
My silver palomino
I track her into the mountains she loved
Watch her from the rocks above
She'd dip her neck and drink from the winter flows
My silver palomino
Our mustaneros were the very best, sir
But they could never lay a rope on her
No corral will ever hold
The silver palomino
In my dreams bareback I ride
Over the pradera low and wide
As the wind sweeps out the draw
'Cross the scrub desert floor
I'd give my riata and spurs
If I could be forever yours
I'd ride into the serrania where no one goes
For my silver palomino
Summer drought come hard that year
Our herd grazed the land so bare
Me and my dad had to blowtorch the thorns off the prickly pear
And mother, your hand slipped from my hair
Tonight I wake early the sky is pearl, the stars aglow
I saddle up my red roan
I ride deep into the mountains along a ridge of pale stone
Where the air is still with the coming snow
As I rise higher I can smell your hair
The scent of your skin, mother, fills the air
'Midst the harsh scrub pine that grows
The runway rushed up at him as he felt the wheels touch down
He stood out on the blacktop and took a taxi into town
He got out down on Main Street and went into a local bar
He bought a drink and found a seat in a corner in the dark
Well she called up her mama to make sure the kids were out of the house
She checked herself out in the dining room mirror
And undid an extra button on her blouse
He felt her lying next to him, the clock said 4:00 am
He was staring at the ceiling
He couldn't move his hands
Oh mama mama mama come quick
I've got the shakes and I'm gonna be sick
Throw your arms around me in the cold dark night
Hey now mama don't shut out the light
Don't you shut out the light
Don't you shut out the light
Don't you shut out the light
Don't you shut out the light
Well on his porch they stretched a banner that said "Johnny Welcome Home"
Bobby pulled his Ford out of the garage and they polished up the chrome
His mama said "Johnny oh Johnny, I'm so glad to have you back with me"
His pa said he was sure they'd give him his job back down at the factory
Well deep in a dark forest, a forest filled with rain
Beyond a stretch of Maryland pines there's a river without a name
In the cold black water Johnson Lineir stands
The Missouri, she's a might river
Away you rolling river
The red man's camp lies on her borders
Away, we're bound away across the wide
Missouri
A white man loved an Indian maiden
Away you rolling river
With notions sweet his canoe was laden
Away, we're bound away across the wide
Missouri
O Shenandoah, I love your daughter
Away you rolling river
I'll take her 'cross the rolling water
Away, we're bound away across the wide
Missouri
The chief disdained the trader's dollars
Away you rolling river
My daughter never you shall follow
Away, we're bound away across the wide
Missouri
At last there came a Yankee skipper
Away you rolling river
He winked his eye, and he tipped his flipper
Away, we're bound away across the wide
Missouri
He sold the chief that fire-water
Away you rolling river
And 'cross the river he stole his daughter
Away, we're bound away across the wide
Missouri
O Shenandoah, I long to hear you
Away you rolling river
Across the wide and rolling water
Away, we're bound away across the wide
I got seven nights to rock
I got seven nights to roll
Seven nights, I'm gonna have a whirl
Seven nights with a different girl
Seven nights to rock
I got seven nights to roll
Monday, at sister Suzy's ball
Tuesday, at the old dance hall
Wednesday, at the road house inn
Thursday, at the lion's den
Friday, at the chatter box
Saturday and Sunday, everybody rocks
Seven nights to rock
I got seven nights to roll
Seven nights, I'm gonna have a whirl
Seven nights with a different girl
Seven nights to rock
I got seven nights to roll
I got seven nights to rock
I got seven nights to roll
I got seven nights, I'm gonna show my face
With a different chick and in a different place
Seven nights to rock
Seven nights to roll
Monday, I'm gonna rock with Jane
Tuesday, it's gonna be Lorraine
Wednesday, I'm taking Nancy Lee
Thursday, it's Betty Lou and me
Friday, I'm gonna jive with Sue
Saturday and Sunday, any chick will do
Seven nights to rock
I got seven nights to roll
Seven nights, I'm gonna show my face
With a different chick and in a different place
Seven nights to rock
Seven angels got my number
Since I fell in love with you
Seven angels got my number
They're all telling me what to do
First angel says "Go on and love her"
Second angels says "Ain't you tired of being alone?"
Third angel says "Do the right thing, meat"
Fourth angels says "Check that other little angel walkin' on down the street"
Seven angels got my number
Since I fell in love with you
Seven angels got my number
They're all telling me what to do
Fifth angels says "Don't worry
Love's waitin' 'round the corner for you, son"
Sixth angel says "You better hurry
It don't take long for the good to get gone"
Walkin' on wings all sexy and blue
Seventh angel says I'm a fool
I got seven angels calling on my pride
Seven devils crawling around inside
Seven angels tellin' me which way to turn
One kiss and my soul wanna burn
Seven angels got my number
Since I fell in love with you
Seven angels got my number
They're all telling me what to do
The earth's so lonely, sad and blue
And without love, your soul's dyin'
Sixth angel says to believe you
When you say you'll never leave me cryin'
Well a great black river a man had found
So he put all his money in a hole in the ground
And sent a big steel arm drivin' down down down
Man now I live on the streets of Houston town
Packed up my wife and kids when winter came along
And we headed down south with just spit and a song
But they said "Sorry son it's gone gone gone"
Well there's men hunkered down by the railroad tracks
The Elkhorn Special blowin' my hair back
Tents pitched on the highway in the dirty moonlight
And I don't know where I'm gonna sleep tonight
Parked in the lumberyard freezin' our asses off
My kids in the back seat got a graveyard cough
Well I'm sleepin' up in front with my wife
Billy club tappin' on the windshield in the middle of the night
Says "Move along man move along"
Well big limousine long shiny and black
You don't look ahead you don't look back
How many times can you get up after you've been hit?
Well I swear if I could spare the spit
I'd lay one on your shiny chrome
And send you on your way back home
So if you're gonna leave your town where the north wind blow
To go on down where that sweet soda river flow
Well you better think twice on it Jack
You're better off buyin' a shotgun dead off the rack
You ain't gonna find nothin' down here friend
Except seeds blowin' up the highway in the south wind
She'll let you in her house
If you come knockin' late at night
She'll let you in her mouth
If the words you say are right
If you pay the price
She'll let you deep inside
But there's a secret garden she hides
She'll let you in her car
To go drivin' 'round
She'll let you into the parts of herself
That'll bring you down
She'll let you in her heart
If you got a hammer and a vise
But into her secret garden, don't think twice
You've gone a million miles
How far'd you get
To that place where you can't remember
And you can't forget
She'll lead you down a path
There'll be tenderness in the air
She'll let you come just far enough
So you know she's really there
Then she'll look at you and smile
And her eyes will say
She's got a secret garden
Where everything you want
Where everything you need
Will always stay
Well, I got a little girl down by the riverNow she keeps ? ? ? tightI got a little girl, she every nightShe says I’m feeling like a wild, hands on ? ? ? Then she keeps me all night.So come on, down by the riverCome on, come on now.Just come on, down by the riverIt’s alright.Well baby, let me protect you little darlingIf you let me ? ? ? I know, if you’ll just let me in.Well, every day just brings in the sameBut every night...? ? ? Yes, come on, down by the riverOh, come on, girl, it’s alright.Well, come on, down by the riverHold tight.
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
[Horn section solos]
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
Now there's something coming through the air that softly reminds me
Tonight I'll park out on the hill and wait until they find me
You're slipping through the ether, a voice is coming through
So keep me in your heart tonight and I'll save my love for you
So turn up your radio and darling dial me in close
We're riding on the airwaves and we're travelling coast to coast
Over river and highway your voice comes clear and true
Though we're far apart tonight, I'll save my love for you
Hold me in your arms and our doubts won't break us
If we open up our hearts, love won't forsake us
Just let the music take us and carry us home
There's a prayer coming through the air and it's shot straight through my heart
Tearing open the evening sky and tearing me apart
Now I'll ride that signal down the line till I'm home again with you
So turn up your radio and I'll save my love for you
Now if I were a queen and a ruler of nations,
With diamonds and jewels profound
Well, I'd rather know that I had salvation
Than to know my reward
Would be Satan's jewel crown
I've worm it so long but God for my
Soul has reached down
His love set me free
He made me His own, and helped me cast off
Satan's jewel crown
Oh, the life that I live so sinful and needless,
Drinkin' and runnin' around
All the things that I do for the love of the devil
I know my reward
Will be Satan's jewel crown
Satan's jewel crown
I've worn it so long
But God for my soul has reached down
His love set me free
He made me His own, and helped me cast off
You'd better watch out, you'd better not cry
You'd better not pout, I'm telling you why
Santa Claus is coming to town
Santa Claus is coming to town
Santa Claus is coming to town
He's making a list, he's checking it twice
He's gonna find out whose naughty or nice
Santa Claus is coming to town
Santa Claus is coming to town
Santa Claus is coming to town
He sees you when you're sleeping
He knows if you're awake
He knows if you've been bad or good
(So you'd)
Better be good for goodness sake
Better be good for goodness sake
You'd better watch out, you'd better not cry
You'd better not pout, I'm telling you why
Santa Claus is coming to town
Santa Claus is coming to town
Santa Claus is coming to town
He sees you when you're sleeping
He knows if you're awake
He knows if you've been bad or good
(So you'd)
Better be good for goodness sake
Better be good for goodness sake
You'd better watch out, you'd better not cry
You'd better not pout, I'm telling you why
Santa Claus is coming to town
Santa Claus is coming to town
Well I've been a losin' gambler
Just throwin' snake eyes
Love ain't got me downhearted
I know up around the corner lies
My fool's paradise
In just another roll of the dice
All my elevens and sevens been comin' up
Sixes and nines
But since I fell for you baby
Been comin' on changin' times
They're waitin' over the rise
Just another roll of the dice
I've stumbled and I know I made my mistakes
But tonight I'm gonna be playin' for all of the stakes
Well it's never too late so come on girl
The tables are waiting
You and me and lady luck well tonight
We'll be celebrating
Drinkin' champagne on ice
In just another roll of the dice
High-rollers lay down your bets and I'll raise 'em
Well I know the odds ain't in my favor
Maybe I'm just a clown throwin' down
Lookin' to come up busted
I'm a thief in the house of love
And I can't be trusted
Well I'll be makin' my heist
In just another roll of the dice
Just another roll of the dice
Move on up
Come on seven
Roll me baby
(i'm a soldier!)
(i'm a soldier!)
we've been traveling over rocky ground, rocky ground
we've been traveling over rocky ground, rocky ground
we've been traveling over rocky ground, rocky ground
we've been traveling over rocky ground, rocky ground
rise up shepherd, rise up
your flock has roamed far from the hills
the stars have faded, the sky is still
the angels are shouting “glory hallelujah”
we've been traveling over rocky ground, rocky ground
we've been traveling over rocky ground, rocky ground
forty days and nights of rain have washed this land
jesus said the money changers in this temple will not stand
find your flock, get them to higher ground
flood waters rising and we're caanan bound
we've been traveling over rocky ground, rocky ground
we've been traveling over rocky ground, rocky ground
(i'm a soldier!)
tend to your flock or they will stray
we'll be called for our service come judgment day
before we cross that river wide
blood on our hands will come back on us twice
(i'm a soldier!)
rise up shepherd, rise up
your flock has roamed far from the hills
stars have faded, the sky is still
sun's in the heavens and a new day's rising
you use your muscle and your mind and you pray your best
that your best is good enough, the lord will do the rest
you raise your children and you teach 'them to walk straight and sure
you pray that hard times, hard times, come no more
you try to sleep, you toss and turn, the bottom's dropping out
where you once had faith now there's only doubt
you pray for guidance, only silence now meets your prayers
the morning breaks, you awake but no one's there
we've been traveling over rocky ground, rocky ground
there's a new day coming
we've been traveling over rocky ground, rocky ground
(i'm a soldier!)
we've been traveling over rocky ground, rocky ground
there's a new day coming
we've been traveling over rocky ground, rocky ground
(i'm a soldier!)
we've been traveling over rocky ground, rocky ground
there's a new day coming
we've been traveling over rocky ground, rocky ground
(i'm a soldier!)
we've been traveling over rocky ground, rocky ground
there's a new day coming
we've been traveling over rocky ground, rocky ground
we've been traveling over rocky ground, rocky ground
we've been traveling over rocky ground, rocky ground
we've been traveling over rocky ground, rocky ground
Well, hurry up hurry up, here we goC’mon let’s hit the roadHere we goRockin’ all over the worldWell, giddy up giddy up and get awayWe’re goin’ crazy and we’re goin’ todayHere we goRockin’ all over the worldAnd I like it, I like it, I like itHere we goRockin’ all over the worldWell, I’m gonna tell your mama what you’re gonna doHey come tonight, we got dancin’ shoesHere we goRockin’ all over the worldAnd I like it, I like it...
Well, I dreamed I was a gypsy riding the landWith a tambourine and a gypsy queen and a rainbow caravan? ? ? ? ? ? ? yeah, but I won’t beStealing diamonds from the rich men to throw in the seaSinging look to the land ’cause the land is the keyKeep an eye on the lake, yeah and an eye on the seaYes, I dreamed I was a cabin boy on that american clipper line? ? ? ? ? ? southcarolineOh bring flowers for the captain that they may not wiltOn the ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? (yeah, allright)Yes I dreamed I was the captain of a river queenCarressing mississippi waters down to new orleansJust a riverboat captain that’s what I want to beWon’t you come on now I’ll let you ride my ? ? Singin’ look towards the river for the river’s the keyKeep an eye on the river and an eye on the sea (and you know it’s allright)Where the sun shines I will go mama take my handI wanna bring you to the lakeAnd the wild wind blows and the mountains grow and the people knowYes they know you must let the river flow, let the river goWhere the river flows I will follow, where the sun shines I must goNow mama, take my hand I wanna bring you to the lakeWhere the wild wind blows and the people knowAnd the mountains grow, yes they growAnd the river flows, gotta let the river flowYes I dreamed I was a river flowing freeAnd I dreamed that ? ? just flow naturallyYes I dreamed I was a crystal mountain streamRunning down the biggest mountain you’ve ever seen, singin’Look towards the river for ? ? ? ? ? Keep an eye on the river and an eye on the seaDreamed I was your lover ’cause that’s what I wanna beI dreamed that every night you dreamed only of meWe’ll walk together by the sea hand in handI’d tell you you were my only woman and I’ll be your only man, singin’Look towards the lovers for they are the keyKeep an eye on the lovers and an eye on the war machine
Well look out Mama your little girl she has changed
She cut her baby curls
and she's got her act rearranged
Look out Daddy what she needs now
she can't find at home
Oh Rickie wants a man of her
She wants a man of her
Rickie wants a man of her own
Mama says her little girl won't talk to her anymore
She just goes in her room, turns on the radio and shuts
the door
She's got her own bathroom, TV, stereo, extension phone
Oh, but Mama, Rickie wants a man of her
She wants a man of her
Rickie wants a man of her own
Well Daddy says when he drop her off Friday night at the
She slides way down in the front seat
So the kids won't see her with him
She don't do no work
She won't tell nobody when she's coming home
And she makes poor Daddy wait down on the corner
At midnight all alone
Well Daddy's pullin' out his hair
He says that girl ain't got no direction
She don't care to bring her boyfriends home
to pass Daddy's inspection
Now we're left peeking through the curtains
Everytime that we hear a horn blow
Well I guess Rickie wants a man of her own
Mama says: "Son, talk to her, she'll listen to you"
Yeah, she listens real nice and she does what she wants
to do
Well Daddy says: "She wears her jeans so tight
Well, you change 'em or you're staying home"Ah, but daddy, Rickie wants a man
of her
She wants a man of her
Rickie wants a man of her own
She's almost grown
Rickie wants a man of her
She wants a man of her
She took off her stockings
I held 'em to my face
She had your ankles
I felt filled with grace
"Two hundred dollars straight in
Two-fifty up the ass" she smiled and said
She unbuckled my belt, pulled back her hair
And sat in front of me on the bed
She said, "Honey, how's that feel
Do you want me to go slow?"
My eyes drifted out the window
And down to the road below
I felt my stomach tighten
As the sun bloodied the sky
And sliced through hotel blinds
I closed my eyes
Sunlight on the Amatitlan
Sunlight streaming through your hair
In the Valle de dos Rios
The smell of mock orange filled the air
We rode with the vaqueros
Down into cool rivers of green
I was sure the work and the smile coming out 'neath your hat
Was all I'll ever need
Somehow all you ever need's
Never quite enough you know
You and I, Maria, we learned it's so
She slipped me out of her mouth
"You're ready," she said
She took off her bra and panties
Wet her fingers, slipped it inside her
And crawled over me on the bed
She bought me another whisky
Said "here's to the best you ever had"
We laughed and made a toast
It wasn't the best I ever had
Remember when the music came from wooden boxes
Strung with silver wires and as we sang
The words would set our hearts on fire
To believe in things so we'd sing
Remember when the music brought us all together
To stand inside the rain and as we'd join hands
We'd meet in the refrain
With dreams to live and hope to give
Remember when the music was the best that we'd dream of
For our's children's time and as we'd worked we'd sing
'Cause we knew time was just a lie
A gift to say a gift that future gave
Remember when the music was a rock we could cling to
So we would not despair and as we sang we'd knew
We'd hear an echo in the air and if we weren't smiling then
We'd smile again and all the times I listened
And all the times I heard and all the melodies I'm missing
And all the magic words, all the beautiful words, all the beautiful voices
And all the choices we had then I hope you find you got
Those kind of choices once again
Remember when the music brought the night
Across the valley and as we hum the melody
We'd be safe within the sound
Well, brunnetes are fine man
And blondes are fun
But when it comes to getting a dirty job done
Itl takes a red headed woman
A red headed woman
To get a dirty job done
Well listen up stud
Your life's been wasted
Till you got down on your knees and tasted
A red headed woman
A red headed woman
It takes a red headed woman to get a dirty job done
Tight skirt, strawberry hair
Tell me what you got, baby, waiting under there
Big green eyes that look like, son,
They can see every cheap thing that you ever done
Well I don't know how many girls you've dated, man
But you ain't lived till you had your tires rotated
By a red headed woman
A red headed woman
It takes a red headed woman
To get a dirty job done
Alternate third verse, Solo Acoustic Tour:
Well, push comes to shove
Man, and shove comes to push
And I was Moses standing 'fore the burning bush
A red headed woman
A red headed woman
Took my baby to a picture show
Found a seat in the back row
Sound came up lights went down
Rambo he was blowin’ ’em down
I don’t need no gun in my fist baby
All I need is your sweet kiss
To get me feelin’ like a real man
Feelin’ like a real man
Well you can beat on your chest
Hell any monkey can
But you got me feelin’ like a real man
Oh feelin’ like a real man
Me and my girl Saturday night
Late movie on channel five
The girls were droppin’ they’re droppin’ like flies
To some smooth talkin’ cool walkin’ private eye
I ain’t got no nerves of steel
But all I got to know is if your love is real
To get me feelin’ like a real man
Oh feelin’ like a real man
Well you can beat on your chest
Hell any monkey can
Your love’s got me feelin’ like a real man
Oh feelin’ like a real man
I ain’t no fighter that’s easy to see
And as a lover I ain’t goin’ down in history
But when the lights go down and you pull me close
Well I look in your eyes and there’s one thing I know
Baby I’ll be tough enough
If I can find the guts to give you all my love
Then I’ll be feelin’ like a real man
Feelin’ like a real man
Well you can beat on your chest
Hell any monkey can
You got me feelin’ like a real man
Oh feelin’ like a real man
Yeah I been felin’ like a real man
Hey, little dolly with the blue jeans on
I wanna ramrod with you honey, till half-past dawn
Let your hair down sugar and pick up this beat
Come on and meet me tonight down on Bluebird Street
I've been working all week, I'm up to my neck in hock
Come Saturday night I let my ramrod rock
She's a hot stepping hemi with a four on the floor
She's a roadrunner engine in a '32 Ford
Late at night when I'm dead on the line
I swear I think of your pretty face when I let her unwind
Well look over yonder see them city lights
Come on little dolly 'n' go ramroddin' tonight
Come on, come on, come on little baby
Come on, come on let's shake it tonight
Come on, come, come on little sugar
Dance with your daddy and we'll go
ramroddin' tonight
Hey, little dolly won't you say you will
Meet me tonight up on top of the hill
Well just a few miles cross the county line
There's a cute little chapel nestled down in the pines
Say you'll be mine little girl I'll put my foot to the floor
You may think I'm foolish
For the foolish things I do
You may wonder how come I love you
When you get on my nerves like you do
Well baby you know you bug me
There ain't no secret 'bout that
Well come on over here and hug me
Baby I'll spill the facts
Well honey it ain't your money
'Cause baby I got plenty of that
I love you for your pink Cadillac
Crushed velvet seats
Riding in the back
Cruising down the street
Waving to the girls
Feeling out of sight
Spending all my money
On a Saturday night
Honey I just wonder what you do there in back
Of your pink Cadillac
Pink Cadillac
Well now way back in the Bible
Temptations always come along
There's always somebody tempting
Somebody into doing something they know is wrong
Well they tempt you, man, with silver
And they tempt you, sir, with gold
And they tempt you with the pleasures
That the flesh does surely hold
They say Eve tempted Adam with an apple
But man I ain't going for that
I know it was her pink Cadillac
Crushed velvet seats
Riding in the back
Oozing down the street
Waving to the girls
Feeling out of sight
Spending all my money
On a Saturday night
Honey I just wonder what it feels like in the back
Of your pink Cadillac
Now some folks say it's too big
And uses too much gas
Some folks say it's too old
And that it goes too fast
But my love is bigger than a Honda
It's bigger than a Subaru
Hey man there's only one thing
And one car that will do
Anyway we don't have to drive it
Honey we can park it out in back
There's a wonderful world where all you desire
And everything you've longed for is at your fingertips
Where the bittersweet taste of life is at your lips
Where aisles and aisles of dreams await you
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 number two
With my shopping cart I move through the heart
Of a sea of fools so blissfully unaware
That they're in the presence of something wonderful and rare
The way she moves behind the counter
Beneath her white apron her secret remains hers
As she bags the groceries her eyes so bored
And sure she's unobserved
I'm in love with the Queen of the Supermarket
There's nothing I can say
Each night I take my groceries and I drift away
And I drift away
Guidance from the gods above
At night I pray for the strength to tell her
When I love I love I love I love her so
Take my place in the check-out line
For one moment her eyes meet mine
I'm lifted up, lifted up, lifted up, lifted up
I'm in love with the Queen of the Supermarket
Though her company cap covers her hair
Nothing can hide the beauty waiting there
The beauty waiting there
I'm in love with the Queen of the Supermarket
I'm in love with the Queen of the Supermarket
As I lift my groceries in to my car
I turn back for a moment and catch a smile
That blows this whole fucking place apart
I'm in love with the Queen of the Supermarket
I'm in love with the Queen of the Supermarket
I'm in love with the Queen of the Supermarket
Don't you know that I danced, I danced till a quarter to three
With the help, last night, of Daddy G.
He was swingin on the sax like a nobody could
And I was dancin' all over the room.
Oh, don't you know the people were dancin' like they were mad,
it was the swingin'est band they had, ever had.
It was the swingin'est song that could ever be,
It was a night with Daddy G.
Let me tell you now,
I never had it so good
Yeah and I know you never could
Until you get hip with that jive
And take a band like the Church Street Five.
Oh don't you know that I danced,
I danced till a quarter to three
With the help last night of Daddy G.
Everybody was as happy as they could be
And they were swingin with Daddy G.
Blow Daddy!
Let me tell you now,
I never had it so good
Yeah and I know you never could
Until you get hip with that jive
And take a band like the Church Street Five.
Oh don't you know that I danced,
I danced till a quarter to three
With the help last night of Daddy G.
He was swingin on the sax like a nobody could,
and I was dancin all over the room
Oh don't you know the
Dance, do bee wa dah
Dance, do bee wah dah
You can dance, do bee wah dah,
Night after nightI keep holding onYou say you love meThen you leave me so lonelyBaby I don’t believe a word you’re sayin’I think it’s all some evil game you’re playin’Still all day long all I do is think about youYou got me believin’ that I can’t live without youWell if you want it, here’s my confessionBaby I can’t help it, you’re my obsessionProtection, that’s what I needI need protection, baby, from your loveProtection, that’s what I needI need protection, baby, from your loveI wait at home by the telephoneWhen I call your house, baby, you’re not thereKnock on the door and I rush down the stairsWhen I open up, baby, you’re not thereWhen we’re togetherWhen we’re together and you put your arms around meYou keep my mindForever, ever in doubtYou want me believin’That, baby, I can’t live withoutProtection, that’s what I needI need protection, baby, from your loveProtection, that’s what I needI need protection, baby, from your loveWe stand alone, at my windowAnd stare out, at the shadows down belowI feel your fingers on my faceI want to stay, I want to run awayProtection, that’s what I needI need protection, baby, from your loveProtection, that’s what I needI need protection, baby, from your loveProtectionLiner notes on lost masters bootleg cd:Bruce springsteen and the e street band, the hit factory, new york city,August 1, 1983. the full e street band completed take of song written forDonna summer.
On our block all of the guys call her flamingo
Cause her hair glows like the sun
And her eyes can light the skies
When she walks she moves so fine like a flamingo
Crimson dress that clings so tight
She's out of reach and out of sight
When she walks by she brightens up the neighborhood
Oh every guy would make her his if he just could
If she just would
Some sweet day I'll make her mine pretty flamingo
Then every guy will envy me
Cause paradise is where I'll be
Pretty flamingo pretty flamingo
When she walks by she brightens up the neighborhood
Oh every guy would make her his if he just could
If she just would
Some sweet day I'll make her mine pretty flamingo
Then every guy will envy me
Cause paradise is where I'll be
Pony boy pony boy
Won’t you be my pony boy
Giddy-up giddy-up giddy-up Whoa
My pony boy
Ride with me ride with me
Won’t you take a ride with me
Underneath the starry sky
My pony boy
O’er the hills and through the trees
We’ll go ridin’ you and me
Giddy-up giddy-up giddy-away
My pony boy
Pony boy pony boy
Won’t you be my pony boy
Giddy-up giddy-up giddy-up Whoa
My pony boy
Down into the valley deep
’Neath the eaves we will sleep
Sky of dreams up above
My pony boy
Pony boy pony boy
Won’t you be my pony boy
Giddy-up giddy-up giddy-up Whoa
My pony boy
Pony boy pony boy
Won’t you be my pony boy
Giddy-up giddy-up giddy-up whoa
Do you still say your prayers little darlin'
Do you go to bed at night
Prayin' that tommorow, everything will be alright
But tommorow's fall in number in number one by one
You wake up and you're dying you don't even know what from
Well they shot you point blank you been shot in the back
Baby point blank you been fooled this time little girl that's a fact
Right between the eyes baby, point blank
Right between the pretty lies that they tell
Little girl you fell
You grew up where young girls they grow up fast
You took what you were handed and left behind what was asked
but what they asked baby wasn't right
You didn't have to live that life,
I was gonna be your Romeo you were gonna be my Juliet
These days you don't wait on Romeo's
You wait on that welfare check
And on all the pretty things that you can't ever have
And on all the promises that always end up point blank
Sot between the eyes
Point blank like little white lies you tell to ease the pain
You're walkin' in the sights, girl of point blank
And it's one false move and baby the lights go out
Once I dreamed we were together again, baby you and me
Back home in those old clubs the way we used to be
We were standin' at the bar it was hard to hear
The band was playin' loud and you were shoutin' somethin' in my ear
You pulled my jacket off and as the drummer counted four
You grabbed my hand and pulled me out on the floor
You just stood there and held me, then you started dancin' slow
And as I pulled you tighter I swore I'd never let you go
Well I saw you last night down on the avenue
Your face was in the shadows but I knew that it was you
You were standin' in the doorway out of the rain
You didn't answer when I called out your name
You just turned, and then you looked away
Like just another stranger waitin' to get blown away
Point blank, right between the eyes
Point blank, right between the pretty lies you fell
Point blank, shot right through the heart
Yea point blank, you've been twisted up
till you've become just another part of it
Point blank, you're walkin' in the sights
Point blank, livin' one false move
Just one false move away
Point blank, they caught you in their sights
Point blank, did you forget how to love,
Girl, did you forget how to fight.
Point blank they must have shot you in the head
Breakin' rocks in the hot sun
I fought the law and the law won
I fougth the law and the law won
I needed money 'cause I had none
I fought the law and the law won
I fought the law and the law won
I miss my baby and I feel so bad
I guess my race is run
She was the best girl that I ever had
I fought the law and the law won
I fought the law and the law won
Robbin' people with a six-gun
I fought the law and the law won
I fought the law and the law won
I miss my baby and the good fun
I fought the law and the law won
I fought the law and the law won
I miss my baby and I feel so bad
I guess my race is run
She was the best girl that I ever had
I fought the law and the law won
Oh Baby Doll
They tried to tell me you were deaf and dumb
But I knew they were wrong
You're just a silent one
Oh Baby Doll
They tried to tell me you could not feel
But I found out they tried to conceal
From you, that you were a woman
Well they brought you into their laboratory
And tried to get you to show and tell
They wanted to hear you say that you were sorry
And then they told you that you were conceived in hell
But Baby Doll, you knew
you knew that wasn't true
you knew that it was them
it wasn't you
Oh baby doll
It was so hard to know you
I could not tell, I couldn't show you
But I didn't have to, 'cause you already knew
Oh baby doll
They had to see by touching hands
We had to dance to a silent band
and you surprised me, being so graceful
I know you can't hear these songs I sing
But then they're more for me than they are for you
Because you don't need these songs, babe, like I do
Yeah, you knew the first time that I held you babe
You didn't have to hear how I love
Oh baby doll
They tried to tell me you were deaf and dumb
But I knew that they were wrong
8 a.m. I’m up and my feet beating on the sidewalkDown at the unemployment agency, all I get is talkI check the want ads but there just ain’t nobody hiringWhat’s a man supposed to do when he’s down and he’sOut of workI need a job, I’m out of workI’m unemployed, I’m out of workI need a job, I’m out of workI go to pick my girl upHer name is linda brownHer dad invites me inHe tells me to sit downThe small talk that we’re makingIs going pretty smoothBut then he drops a bombSon, what d’ya do ? I’m out of workI need a job, I’m out of workI’m unemployed, I’m out of workI need a job, I’m out of workHey mr president I know you got your plansYou’re doing all you can now to aid the little manWe got to do our best to whip that inflation downMaybe you got a job for me just driving you aroundI’m out of workThese hard times, they’re enoughTo make a man lose his mindI’m out of workUp there you got a job but down here belowI’m out of workI need a job, I’m out of workI’m unemployed, I’m out of workI need a job, I’m out of workI’m out of workI’m out of workI’m out of workI’m out of workI’m out of workI’m out of workI’m out of work
Put on your best dress baby
And darlin', fix your hair up right
Cause there's a party, honey
Way down beneath the neon lights
All day you've been working that hard line
Now tonight you're gonna have a good time
I work five days a week girl
Loading crates down on the dock
I take my hard earned money
And meet my girl down on the block
And Monday when the foreman calls time
I've already got Friday on my mind
When that whistle blows
Girl, I'm down the street
I'm home, I'm out of my work clothes
When I'm out in the street
I walk the way I wanna walk
When I'm out in the street
I talk the way I wanna talk
When I'm out in the street
When I'm out in the street
When I'm out in the street, girl
Well, I never feel alone
When I'm out in the street, girl
In the crowd I feel at home
The black and whites they cruise by
And they watch us from the corner of their eye
But there ain't no doubt, girl, down here
We ain't gonna take what they're handing out
When I'm out in the street
I walk the way I wanna walk
When I'm out in the street
I talk the way I wanna talk
Baby, out in the street I don't feel sad or blue
Baby, out in the street I'll be waiting for you
When the whistle blows
Girl, I'm down the street
I'm home, I'm out of my work clothes
When I'm out in the street
I walk the way I wanna walk
When I'm out in the street
I talk the way I wanna talk
When I'm out in the street
Pretty girls, they're all passing by
When I'm out in the street
From the corner, we give them the eye
Baby, out in the street I just feel all right
Meet me out in the street, little girl, tonight
Meet me out in the street
If the sun should fall from the skytomorrow
If the rain brings the tears to your eye, I would share your sorrow
But you must go if you can't take the heat, our love was fine, our love was sweet
But we was walkin' on the wildside, runnin' down a one way street
Well I'm not with all those guys, who rode out in your eyes
Sometimes, ya sometimes, I can't forget your lines
But hold the train, just come today, and for your wrong, well you must pay
And we're walkin' on the wildside, runnin' down a one way street
If I'm old my darlin' eye, I must confess
That this can't be love, no I must be a man possessed
When I look in your eyes so bright, your walkin' and your dress fits you just right
But we were walkin' on a dead end, runnin' down a one way street
Well their's a man, could change the things, he feels inside
If for once I, could turn and make it swallow some of my pride
But for the wrongs, oh yes we must pay, so its bye bye baby today
And we'll go walkin' on that wildside, runnin' down a one way street
Yeah when I think, of all the girls, that I have I missed
Well I know I, would give them up, for just one kiss
That's nn..we, we are the same kind, and to leave you baby, I have to go blind
Oh when we're walkin' on the wildside, runnin' down a one way street
Oh oh yes we are, we'll keep walkin' on that badside, runnin' down that one way street
Well night after lonely nightMy head don’t touch the bedI’m on a two-lane black-topCruisin’ in my rocket sledI’m on the prowlYeah I’m on the prowlWell I’m looking for a gal, gal, galHey, hey, hey, I’m on the prowlThere’s only one thing that I’m certainEvery mile, mile, mileKeep a-searchin’, serachin’, serachin’For a wild, wild, childI’m on the prowlI’m on the prowlI’m looking for a gal, gal, galHey, hey, hey, I’m on the prowlThey got a name for draculaAnd frankenstein’s sonThey ain’t got no name now (mister)For this monster (thing that) I’ve becomeI’m on the prowlI’m on the prowlI’m looking for a gal, gal, galHey, hey, hey, I’m on the prowlI keep lookin’I keep searchin’I keep searchin’I keep searchin’Only one thing that I’m certainEvery mile, mile, mileI keep searchin’, searchin’, searchin’, searchin’, searchin’In the morning I check my mirrorAnd I hang my head and cryBut at night I get a burning, burning, burning deep insideI’m on the prowlI’m on the prowlI’m looking for a gal, gal, galHey, hey, hey, I’m on the prowlIn the morning I check my mirrorAnd I hang my head and cryBut at night I get a burning, burning, burning, burning, burning. burningThere’s only one thing that I’m certainEvery while, while, whileWhile my heart is hurtin’, hurtin’Every mile, mile, mileI gotta keep searchin’, searchin’, searchin’, searchin’, searchin’
Old Dan Tucker was a fine old man,
Washed his face in a fryin' pan,
Combed his head with a wagon wheel,
Died with a toothache in his heel
So get out the way, old Dan Tucker,
It's too late to get your supper
Supper's over and dinner is cookin',
Old Dan Tucker just standin' there lookin'
Old Dan Tucker come to town
Swingin' the ladies round and round
First to the right, then to the left,
Then to the one that you love best
Old Dan Tucker clumb a tree
His Lord and master for to see
The limb it broke and he had a fall,
Never got to see his Lord at all
Old Dan Tucker come to town,
Riding a billy goat, leading a hound
The hound dog barked and the billy goat jumped
And it threw old Dan right over a stump
Old Dan Tucker was a fine old man,
Washed his face in a fryin' pan,
Combed his head with a wagon wheel,
Died with a toothache in his heel
So get out the way, old Dan Tucker,
It's too late to get your supper
Supper's over and the dishes are washed
Wise men say only fools rush inBut I can’t help falling in love with youShall I say would it be a sin’cause I can’t help falling in love with youLike the river flowsFlowing to the seaDarling so it goesSome things were meant to beTake my hand, take my whole life too’cause I can’t help falling in love with youNo, I can’t help falling in love with you
Tonight down on union streetI’m thinkin’ back, baby, to you and meTo the way you used to beAnd your words come back to meFrom passing carsTheir voices sing outIn empty bars where guitars ring outWe’d be the lucky one to get outYou said, none baby but the braveNo one baby but the braveOh strong enough to save somethingFrom what they gaveNone baby but the braveNo one baby but the braveNow in dreams these nights I see you my friendThe way you were back thenAh, on a night like thisI know that girl no longer existsExcept for a moment in some stranger’s eyesOr in a nameless girlIn cars rushin’ byThat’s where I find you tonightAnd in my heart it still survivesTo none, baby, but the braveNo one baby but the braveOh strong enough to saveSomething from the love they gaveYeah, none baby but the braveNo one baby but the braveNow tonight once more I searchEvery face on that crowded floorLooking for I don’t know what forSomething that ain’t there no moreThere’s a girl standin’ by the bandShe reminds me of youAnd I asked her to danceas the drummer counts his playI take her hand and we move awayAnd tonight, now I’ll see old friendsCaught in things they got no chance to winJust gettin’ beaten, and then playin’ again’till their strength gives outOr their hearts give inWho’s that man who thinksHe can decide whose dreams will liveAnd who(se) shall be pushed asideDid he ever walk down this streets at nightAnd looked into the eyesBaby, of none, baby, but the braveNo one baby but the braveNo, none baby but the braveNo one baby but the braveNo one baby,no one but the brave
She’s a broken winged angelRefugee from things her mama knewAnd she’s done everything the Bible say not to doWell I don’t know if she believes in jesusThe good book, or even satan you seeI’m just trying to get her to believe in meOh, ’cause when I see her faceNo matter where I am I’m in the right placeAnd the girls I left behindOh, they never satisfied me, it’s so trueBut baby, baby, you doShe’s the belle of eighth streetHigh society’s midnight vampOh, she’s my queen and I’m her trampYes she’s a free falling flyerAnd she flows whichever way that the wind blowsAnd she’s the only woman I never knewWho could teach me more about me, bind me in chainsAnd still let me be freeMy heart swells up insideStarts beating like I’m gonna dieAnd my body breaks in painAs she falls down on me like the rainIt’s only her and my songs that keep me from going insaneAnd I guess I’m one of those peopleWho measures love in painYou see, I never had too much personal successAnd to me there’s nothing sweeterThan a teardrop of rainI just love that feeling of sadnessOh and it worries me so ...She’s my west side angelShe looks so funky in her hollywood wingAnd she knows how I stumble when I talkSo she says: don’t talk, babe, just singAnd I have seen her body in candle glowIn the deep heart of the nightWhen you finally let loose of everythingOh, and she loves me like such a good womanAnd still, oh, she’s just a sweet young thingAnd I know this might sound crazyOr just the words of a young foolBut I swear I’d be on the floorAnd she ever walked out the doorI swear I’d wish that she would shoot me firstAnd I know that sounds insane but sometimes I believe it’s trueAnd that’s what scares me worst’cause I dance for herTake any chance for herAnd I play for herLord God knows I play for herAnd I need for herAnd I bleed for her
Billy, he's down by the railroad tracks, sittin' low in the back seat of his
Cadillac,
Diamond Jackie, she's so intact, she falls so softly beneath him,
Jackie's heels are stacked, Billy's got cleats on his boots,
Together they're gonna boogaloo down Broadway and come back home with the loot,
It's midnight in Manhattan, this is no time to get cute, it's a mad dog's
promenade,
So walk tall, or baby don't walk at all.
Fish lady, fish lady, fish lady she baits them tenement walls,
She won't take cornerboys, ain't got no money, and they're so easy,
I said, "Hey baby won't you take my hand, walk me down Broadway,
I'm a young man and I talk real loud, yeah, baby walk real proud for you.
So shake it away, so shake away your street life, shake away your city life,
And hook up to the train, hook up to the night train, hook it up hook up to the, hook up to the train,
But I know that she won't take the train, no she won't take the train,
No she won't take the train, no she won't take the train
She's afraid them tracks are gonna slow her down,
And when she turns this boy'll be gone
So long, sometimes you just gotta walk on.
Hey vibes man, hey jazz man play me your serenade
Any deeper blue and you're playin' in your grave
Save your notes, don't spend 'em on the blues boy,
Save your notes, don't spend 'em on the darlin' yearlin' sharp boy,
Straight for the church note ringin', vibes man sting a trash can
Listen to your junk man, listen to your junk man,
Listen to your junk man, listen to your junk man,
He's singin', singin', singin', singin'.
All dressed up in satin, walkin' past the alley.
Watch out for you junk man, watch out for your junk man,
I am native americanHo ka hey wah nah (steven and bruce)Ho ka hey wah nah wohHo ka hey wah nahHo ka hey wah nah wohHo ka hey wah nahHo ka hey wah nah woh(editors note: the above is war cry of the lakota(sioux) meaningLet’s go - now)Life was forever when we were young (steven)The land was protected for everyone (bruce)Forever as long as the rivers run (both)But now the water no longer comes (steven)And now all that remains (both)Is darkness a poisoned earthAnd now before it’s too lateWe must provide our own new birthChorus:I am native americanI am native americanThe question of honor you must decide (bruce)The soul of the nation has been denied (steven)Our dreams have been stolen before our eyes (both)How do you say there’s no tomorrow to a child? (bruce)>from us there is much to learn (both)There is so much you’ve forgottenYou can’t change meTry and understand I am proud of who I amChorus:I am native americanI am native americanWe must try and remember what we’re here for (steven)You will suffer the darkness alone no more (bruce)You will have the strength of all of usGathered here today (both)That is something they can never take away (bruce)Chorus:I am native americanI am native americanHo ka hey wah nah (steven and bruce)Ho ka hey wah nah wohRepeat 7 more times til fade
When they opened up the strip I was young and full of zip
I wanted a place to call my own
And so I made the race, and staked me out a place
And settled down along the Cimarron
It blowed away, it blowed away
My Oklahoma home, it blowed away
It looked so green and fair when I built my shanty there
But my Oklahoma home, it blowed away
I planted wheat 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, got an old red muley cow
And got a fancy mortgage on the place
It blowed away, it blowed away
All the crops I planted blowed away
You can't grow any grain if there isn't any rain
All except the mortgage blowed away
It blowed away my rooster and it blowed away my hens
The pigs and cattle went astray
All the crops that I sowed went a-foggin' down the road
My Oklahoma farm, it blowed away
It blowed away, it blowed away
Everything I owned blowed away
I hollered and I cussed when my land went up in dust
When my Oklahoma farm, it blowed away
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
And went to town and picked me out a wife
She blowed away, she blowed away
My Oklahoma woman blowed away
Just as I bent and kissed her, she was picked up by a twister
My Oklahoma woman blowed away
Then I was left alone a-listenin' to the moan
Of the wind around the corners of my shack
So, I took off down the road when the south wind blowed
A-travelin' with the wind at my back
I blowed away, I blowed away
Chasin' a dust cloud up ahead
Once it looked so green and fair, now it's up there in the air
My Oklahoma farm is overhead
Now I'm always close to home no matter where I roam
For Oklahoma dust is everywhere
Makes no difference where I'm walkin'
I can hear my chickens squawkin'
I can hear my wife a-talkin' in the air
It blowed away, it blowed away
My Oklahoma home blowed away
But my home is always near; it's in the atmosphere
My Oklahoma home that blowed away
I'm a roamin' Oklahoman, but I'm always close to home
And I'll never get homesick 'til I die
No matter where I'm found, my home is all around
My Oklahoma home is in the sky
It blowed away, it blowed away
My farm down upon the Cimarron
But all around the world, wherever dust is whirled
Some is from my Oklahoma home
It blowed away, it blowed away
My Oklahoma home blowed away
Oh, it's up there in the sky in that dust cloud rolling by
In the room where fortune falls
On a day when chance is all
In the dark of fierce exile
I felt the grace of your smile
Honey, you're my lucky day
Baby, you're my lucky day
Well I lost all the other bets I made
Honey, you're my lucky day
When I see strong hearts give way
To the burdens of the day
To the weary hands of time
Where fortune is not kind
Honey, you're my lucky day
Baby, you're my lucky day
Well I lost all the other bets I made
Honey, you're my lucky day
Whoa!
[guitar solo]
[sax solo]
I've waited at your side
I've carried the tears you've cried
But to win, darlin' we must play
So don't hide your heart away
Honey, you're my lucky day
Baby, you're my lucky day
Well I lost all the other bets I made
Honey, you're my lucky day
You treated me hard and made my heart acheI know you’re only human, and men they make mistakesYour life with her turned to blackAnd now you want our love backWell come into my arms and fall, my lover manWas it a gypsy’s curse or a hex signOr was it just that simple thing that led you from these arms of mineOh yes, I’ve had the daysTo grow used to your foolish waysAnd what is it really, after all, my lover manI can see the change in your eyesThere’s no need to apologizeWe stood at the wishing wellOur dreams like coins into the water fellThe water so cold and blackThere was no going backI don’t mean to cause you hurt or cause you painLife is short and love’s a dirty gameNow there’s no need for our game to endCome close and we’ll beginTo find our beautiful selves again, my lovermanMy lovermanMy loverman
Running down the highway half past eleven
Waitin' for my odometer to roll straight sevens
I'm a lucky man
I went to see the gypsy the other night
She looked in my palm looked me in the eye
Said you're a lucky man
Some folks got fortune some got eyes of blue
What you got will always see you through
You're a lucky man
Pa went from the army to the factory to the killing yard
I make my living with my hands behind the wheel of this car
I'm a lucky man
Messin' with me man wouldn't be wise
Roll them dice son - ah snake eyes
I'm a lucky man
Had a girl in Calgary I gave her up
Man that love thing was messin' with my luck
I'm a lucky man
I'll wake up tomorrow morning in another state
Kiss me now baby before it's too late
If you wanna kiss a lucky man
I don't miss no girl I don't miss no home
He travels fastest who travels alone
He's a lucky man
(Each year many die crossing the deserts,
mountains and rivers of our southern border
in search of a better life. Here I follow the
journey backwards, from the body at the
river bottom, to the man walking across
the desert towards the banks of the Rio Grande.)
For two days the river keeps you down
Then you rise to the light without a sound
Past the playgrounds and empty switching yards
The turtles eat the skin from your eyes, so they lay open to the stars
Your clothes give way to the current and river stone
'Till every trace of who you ever were is gone
And the things of the earth they make their claim
That the things of heaven may do the same
Goodbye, my darling, for your love I give God thanks,
Meet me on the Matamoros
Meet me on the Matamoros
Meet me on the Matamoros banks
Over rivers of stone and ancient ocean beds
I walk on sandals of twine and tire tread
My pockets full of dust, my mouth filled with cool stone
The pale moon opens the earth to its bones
I long, my darling, for your kiss, for your sweet love I give God thanks
The touch of your loving fingertips
Meet me on the Matamoros
Meet me on the Matamoros
Meet me on the Matamoros banks
Your sweet memory comes on the evenin' wind
I sleep and dream of holding you in my arms again
The lights of Brownsville, across the river shine
A shout rings out and into the silty red river I dive
I long, my darling, for your kiss, for your sweet love I give God thanks
A touch of your loving fingertips
Meet me on the Matamoros
Meet me on the Matamoros
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
No, you're not too late to desecrate, the servants are just rising
Well I'm just a lonely acrobat, the live wire is my trade
I've been a shine boy for your acid brat and a wharf rat of your state
Mary, my queen, your blows for freedom are missing
You're not man enough for me to hate or woman enough for kissing
The big top is for dreamers, we can take the circus all the way to the
border
And the gallows wait for martyrs whose papers are in order
But I was not born to live to die and you were not born for queenin'
It's not too late to infiltrate, the servants are just leavin'
Mary queen of Arkansas, your white skin is deceivin'
You wake and wait to lie in bait and you almost got me believin'
But on your bed Mary I can see the shadow of a noose
I don't understand how you can hold ma so tight and love me so damn loose
But I know a place where we can go, Mary
Where I can get a good job and start all over again clean
I was thereWhen you needed someoneLook now babyAnd see what we have undoneOh I did most of the talkingBut you were the one who liedBye bye babyOut love is tumbling downI can’t be hanging aroundLove on the wrong side of townOh babyYou were goneWhen I needed you by my sideThere was no oneTo dry the tears from my eyesOh you were the one who cheatedBut I was the one who criedBye bye babyOut love is tumbling downI can’t be hanging aroundLove on the wrong side of townBye bye babyOut love is tumbling downI can’t be hanging aroundLove on the wrong side of townBye bye babyLove on the wrong side of townBye bye babyBye bye darlingBye bye baby
Been on a barbed wire highway 40 days and nights
I ain't complainin', it's my job and it suits me right
I got a sweet soft fever rushin' around my head
I'm gonna sleep tonight in Maria's bed
Got on a dead man suit and smilin' skull ring
Lucky graveyard boots and a song to sing
I keep my heart in my work but trouble's in my head
And I keep my soul in Maria's bed
I been up on sugar mountain, cross the sweet blue seas
I walked the valley of love and tears and mystery
I got run out'a luck and give myself up for dead
And I drank the cool clear waters from Maria's bed
She give me candy stick kisses 'neath a wolf dog moon
One sweet breath and she'll take you mister to the upper room
I was burned by the angels, sold wings of lead
Then I fell in the roses and sweet salvation of Maria's bed
I been out in the desert yeah doin' my time
Searchin' through the dust for fools gold, lookin' for a sign
Holy man said "hold on brother there's a light up ahead"
Ain't nothing like a light that shines on me in Maria's bed
Well I'll take my blessings at the riverhead
Well you can go out with him
Play with all of his toys
But takin’ care of you darlin’
Ain’t for one of the boys
Oh there’s somethin’ in your soul
That he’s gonna rob
And lovin’ you baby lovin’ you darlin’
Lovin’ you woman is a man’s man’s job
Lovin’ you’s a man’s job baby
Lovin’ you’s a man’s job
Lovin’ you’s a man’s job baby
Lovin’ you’s a man’s job
Well now his kisses may thrill
Those other girls that he likes
But when it comes to treatin’
A real woman right
Well all of his tricks
No they won’t be enough
’Cause lovin’ you baby lovin’ you woman
Lovin’ you darlin’ is a man’s man’s job
Lovin’ you’s a man’s job baby
Lovin’ you’s a man’s job
Lovin’ you’s a man’s job baby
Lovin’ you’s a man’s job
You’re dancin’ with him he’s holding you tight
I’m standing here waitin’ to catch your eye
Your hand’s on his neck as the music sways
All my illusions slip away
Now if you’re lookin’ for a hero
Someone to save the day
Well darlin’ my feet
They’re made of clay
But I’ve got somethin’ in my soul
And I wanna give it up
But gettin’ up the nerve
Gettin’ up the nerve
Gettin’ up the nerve is a man’s man’s job
Lovin’ you’s a man’s job baby
Lovin’ you’s a man’s job
Lovin’ you’s a man’s job woman
I got a coin in your palm
I can make it disappear
I got a card up my sleeve
Name it and I'll pull it out your ear
I got a rabbit in the hat
If you wanna come and see
This is what will be
This is what will be
I got shackles on my wrists
Soon I'll slip and I'll be gone
Chain me in a box in the river
And rising in the sun
Trust none of what you hear
And less of what you see
This is what will be (This is what will be)
This is what will be
(I'll cut you in half)
I got a shiny saw blade (a shiny saw blade)
All I need's a volunteer
I'll cut you in half
While you're smilin' ear to ear
And the freedom that you sought
Driftin' like a ghost amongst the trees
This is what will be
This is what will be (This is what will be)
Now there's a fire down below
But it's coming up here
So leave everything you know
Carry only what you fear
On the road the sun is sinkin' low
Bodies hanging in the trees
This is what will be (This is what will be)
I ain’t got no home, I’m just a ramblin’ aroundA hard working ramblin’ man, I go from town to townThe police make it hard wherever I may goAnd I ain’t got no home in this world anymoreI was farmin’ on the shares and always I was poorMy crops I laid into the banker’s doorAnd my wife took down and died upon the cabin floorAnd I ain’t got no home in this world anymoreI ain’t got no home, I’m just a ramblin’ aroundA hard working ramblin’ man, I go from town to townThe police make it hard wherever I may goAnd I ain’t got no home in this world anymoreNow as I look around it’s mighty plain to seeThis wide wicked world is a funny place to beThe gamblin’ man is rich and the workin’ man is poorAnd I ain’t got no home in this world anymore
My name is frank davis, drive up Dixie 109
I was out on Highway 17, just south of the camden line
It was down there in heart of Wilsonville, where I met my fate
She was standing outside a barroom, said she was waitin' for a date
but I knew that was just a line
And I knew I was messin' with the losin' kind
well I knew what we were both doin', and I knew that u cant win
But when the light turned green, I reached across the seat,popped the lock and she slid in,
She said she liked Mexican music, she knew a place if I had the time
So we had a few drinks and we danced for a while,I pulled her close, she didnt mind
And what I knew kinda slipped my mind,
And I couldnt resist her kiss, with the losin' kind
Well we drove around in my Buick, getting drunk and having fun
We ended up at the Best Western, out on Highway 101
It was around 3:00a.m., we went out, to this empty little roadside bar
It was there the cash register was open, it was there I hit that guy real hard
But I knew, when I hit him, for a second time,
that one attracts the other, when there the losin' kind
Well I grabbed her hand to get out of there, then I felt like I was gonna be sick
We met out on open streets when we had no place to go
I remember how my heart beat when you said I love you so
Then little by little we choked out all the life that our love could hold
Oh no
It's like we had a noose and baby without check
We pulled until it grew tighter around our necks
Each one waiting for the other, darlin', to say when
Well baby you can meet me tonight on the loose end
We didn't count tomorrows, we took what we could and baby we ran
There was no time for sorrow, every place we went I held your hand
And when the night closed in I was sure your kisses told me all I had to know
But oh no
Our love has fallen around us like we said it never could
We saw it happen to all the others but to us it never would
Well how could something so bad, darling, come from something that was so good
They call him mr. outside
Cause he don't care
Mr. outside
He's just havin' his fun
Mr. outside
He's just looking out for no. 1
Well mr. outside
All your money and your power
Won't help you come the dark hour
Well kingdoms crumble
Unto your feet
You're lest another thief out on the street
Mr. outside
Yeah he don't care
Mr. outside
He's just having his fun
Mr. outside
Oh looking out for no. 1
Dark glasses and money for hire
He got (?) and hight tension wire (?)
He got dark,dark cadillac
He got pretty little little girl in back
Mr. outside
Oh yeah he don't care
Mr. outside
He's just having his fun
Mr. outside
Just looking out for no. 1
Oh little baby got no diamond ring
You cry cause you ain't got no pretty things
Them pretty things babe just look dumb
You gotta take 'em when they come
Mr. outside
Oh lord he don't care
Mr. outside
Oh has his fun
Mr. outside
He's just looking out for no. 1
Mr. outside
Oh yeah he don't care
Mr. outside
He's just having his fun
Mr. outside
Once I thought I knew
Everything I needed to know about you
Your sweet whisper, Your tender touch
But I didn't really know that much
Joke's on me, It's gonna be okay
If I can just get through this lonesome day
Hell's brewin' dark sun's on the rise
This storm'll blow through by and by
House is on fire, Viper's in the grass
A little revenge and this too shall pass
This too shall pass, I'm gonna pray
Right now all I got's this lonesome day
It's allright? It's allright? It's allright
Better ask questions before you shoot
Deceit and betrayals bitter fruit
It's hard to swallow, come time to pay
That taste on your tongue don't easily slip away
Let kingdom come I'm gonna find my way
Well now on a summer night in a dusky room
Come a little piece of the Lord’s undying light
Crying like he swallowed the fiery moon
In his mother’s arms it was all the beauty I could take
Like the missing words to some prayer that I could never make
In a world so hard and dirty so fouled and confused
Searching for a little bit of God’s mercy
I found living proof
I put my heart and soul I put ’em high upon a shelf
Right next to the faith the faith that I’d lost in myself
I went down into the desert city
Just tryin’ so hard to shed my skin
I crawled deep into some kind of darkness
Lookin’ to burn out every trace of who I’d been
You do some sad sad things baby
When it’s you you’re tryin’ to lose
You do some sad and hurtful things
I’ve seen living proof
You shot through my anger and rage
To show me my prison was just an open cage
There were no keys no guards
Just one frightened man and some old shadows for bars
Well now all that’s sure on the boulevard
Is that life is just a house of cards
As fragile as each and every breath
Of this boy sleepin’ in our bed
Tonight let’s lie beneath the eaves
Just a close band of happy thieves
And when that train comes we’ll get on board
And steal what we can from the treasures treasures of the Lord
It’s been a long long drought baby
Tonight the rain’s pourin’ down on our roof
Looking for a little bit of God’s mercy
Early North Jersey industrial skyline
I'm an all-set cobra jet creepin' through the night time
Gotta find a gas station, gotta find a pay phone
This turnpike sure is spooky at night when you're all alone
I'm living on the edge of the world
Tryin' to get my girl on the line
Livin' on the edge of the world
But I think it's just a waste of my time
Some jerk keeps breaking my connection, girl
'Cause I'm living on the edge of the world
Radio, radio, hear my tale of heartbreak
New Jersey in the morning like a lunar landscape
Got a counter girl at the Exit 24 HoJo
Down past teh refinery towers where the great black river flows
OI'm living on the edge of the world
Tryin' to get a message through
I gotta make a connection, girl
Because I'm living on the edge of the world
Living on the edge of the world
Radio's jammed with gospel stations
Lost souls callin' long distance salvation
Hey mister deejay gotta hear my last prayer
It's a hey ho rock and roll, deliver me from nowhere
I'm living on the edge of the world
Tryin' to get back to you, girl
Living on the edge of the world
Tryin' to get a message through
I gotta make some connection, girl
Because I'm living on the edge of the world
Living on the edge of the world
Now my boss don't dig me 'cause he put me on the night shift
It takes me two hours to get back to where my baby lives
In the wee wee hours my mind gets hazy
Relay towers, won't you lead me to my baby
'Neath the overpass the trooper hits his party lights switch
She said we could just sleep together,There’d be nothing wrong.We could just hold each other with our clothes on.I went to answer, I don’t think we should.Then I heard a voice say, yeah, I guess we could.She kissed me lightly and said you know sometimes when you’re down,It’s the little things that countIt’s the little things that countIt’s the little things...She said it was too late, I really shouldn’t try to drive.She unbuttoned my shirt and whispered just close your eyes.Here, let me take your boots off, you know sometimes when your luck’s run outIt’s the little things that countIt’s the little things that countIt’s the little things...Bridge: her dress rode lightly as she walkedThen she pulled the covers down.(harmonica break)Well I was so dry, she held a water glass to my lips,And the polish on her nail was chipped.She said she had a boyfriend that I reminded her of.His hair was the same muddy brown; she stuck her tongue in my mouth...
Once upon a time you dressed so fineYou threw the bums a dime in your primeDidn’t youPeople called say beware dollYou’re bound to fallYou thought they were allKidding youYou used to laugh aboutEverybody that was hanging it outNow you don’t talk so loudNow you don’t seem so proudAbout having to be scroungingFor your next mealHow does it feelHow does it feelTo be without a homeLike a complete unknownLike a rolling stoneYou’ve gone to the finest schoolAllright miss lonelyBut you know you only used to getJuiced in itNobody’s ever taught youHow to live in the streetAnd now you’re gonna have to getUsed to itYou say you never compromiseWith the mystery trampBut now you realizeHe’s not selling any alibisAs you stare into the vacuum of his eyesAnd say do you want to doMake a dealHow does it feelHow does it feelTo be on your homewith no direction homeA complete unknownLike a rolling stoneYou never turned around to see the frownsOn the jugglers and the clownsWhen they all did tricks for youYou never understood that it ain’t no goodYou shouldn’t let other peopleGet your kicks for youYou used to ride on the chrome horseWith your diplomatWho carried on his shoulder a siamese catAin’t it hard when you discover thatHe really wasn’t where it’s atAfter he took from you everythingHe could stealHow does it feelHow does it feelTo hang on your homeWith no direction homeLike a complete unknownLike a rolling stonePrincess on the steepleAnd all the pretty peopleThey’re drinking thinkingThat they got it madeExchanging all precious giftsBut you’d betterTake a diamond ringYou’d better pawn it babeYou used to be so amusedAt napoleon in ragsAnd the language that he usedGo to him now he calls youYou can’t refuseWhen you ain’t got nothingYou got nothing to loseYou are invisible nowyou got no secrets to concealHow does it feelHow does it feelTo be on your homeWith no direction homeLike a complete unknownLike a rolling stone
Hey little girl with the red dress on
There's a party tonight down in ...
Yeah and i'm goin' if you need a ride
Come on, come on, let's go tonight
Well baby the dreamers ....
They ride down the streets with death in their eyes
And the new world's defeat, baby, it eats your eyes
Come on, come on, let's go tonight
I said come on, come on, let's go tonight
Well a man ...
And he lost his wife
He walks down the streets babe, with death in his eyes
Well everybody wants heaven
But nobody wants to die
Come on, come on, let's go tonight
Baby, come on, come on, let's go tonight
I hear the guitars ringing outRinging out down union streetI hear the lead singer shouting out yeahI wanna be a slave to the beatYeah, I want something that’ll break my chainsSomething to break my heartSomething to shake my brainsLittle rocker ? ? ? ? ? around (on? ) tonight (delight? )So meet me on downMeet me on downI wanna be where the bands areI wanna be where the bands areWhere the bands areI wanna be where the bands areWhere the bands areI wanna be where the bands areWhere the bands areI wanna be where the bands areI....wanna.....beI....wanna.....beI....wanna.....beWhere the bands areWhere the bands areI....wanna.....beWhere the bands areI wanna start a new lifeWe left our home in the hillside (? )We left back family and our friends (? )We came down here to ...To start all over againWe left when the fields were .........I wanna start a new lifeI wanna start a new lifeI wanna ... forget about the man that I used to be
I been watchin' you a long time
Trying to figure out where and when
We been moving down that same line
Time is now maybe we could get skin to skin
Don't know when this chance might come again
Good times got a way of comin' to an end
Don't know when this chance might come again
Good times got a way of slippin' a-way
Let's be friends, baby let's be friends
I know we're different you and me
Got a different way of walkin'
The time has come to let the past be history
Yeah if we could just start talkin'
Don't know when this chance might come again
Good things got a way of comin' to an end
Don't know when this chance might come again
Good things got a way of slippin'
Let's be friends, baby let's be friends
Do, do do doo do do do doo
Do, do do doo do do do do doo
Do, do do doo do do do doo
Let's be friends
Do, do do doo do do do doo
Do, do do doo do do do doo
Let's be friends
There's a lot of talk going 'round you
Let them talk you know you're the only one
There's a lot of walls need tearing down
Together we could take them down one by one
Don't know when this chance might come again
Good times got a way of comin' to an end
Don't know when this chance might come again
Good times got a way of slippin'
We took the highway till the road went black
We marked Truth Or Consequences on our map*
A voice drifted up from the radio
We saw the voice from long ago
Who'll be the last to die for a mistake
The last to die for a mistake
Whose blood will spill, whose heart will break
Who'll be the last to die for a mistake
The kids asleep in the backseat
We're just countin' the miles you and me
We don't measure the blood we've drawn anymore
We just stack the bodies outside the door
Who'll be the last to die for a mistake
The last to die for a mistake
Whose blood will spill, whose heart will break
Who'll be the last to die for a mistake
The wise men were all fools
What to do
The sun sets in flames as the city burns
Another day gone down as the night turns
And I hold you here in my heart
As things fall apart
A downtown window flushed with light
Faces of the dead at five (faces of the dead at five)
A martyr's silent eyes
Petition the drivers as we pass by
Who'll be the last to die for a mistake
The last to die for a mistake
Whose blood will spill, whose heart will break
Who'll be the last to die
Who'll be the last to die for a mistake
The last to die for a mistake
Darlin' your tyrants and kings form the same fate
Strung up at your city gates
You stare in 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 and me, girl
And you cry because things ain't like before
Well don't you know they can't be that way anymore
But don't worry baby
I can't talk now, I'm not alone
So put your ear close to the phone
'Cause this is the last dance
This is the last chance for hearts of stone
If there was something, baby, that I could do
Something that would last, honey, I would
But we all know, girl, especially you do
How you can't return to your past, no
So girl close your eyes and I'll be there
Hold me once more and we can go anywhere
Ah, we could
And you cry because things ain't like before
Well don't you know they can't be like that anymore
The lady keeps the doctor in a place inside her pocketThe circle made her circle like a wheelThe doctor gives a strange love, but the lady she don’t knock itShe’s glad to get a piece of anythingBecause the lady needs the medicine ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Doctor needs the lady to seeThe doctor keeps the lady in a page in a bookOn the history of communicable diseasesThe lady’s been to school, she lets the doctor play it cool.He writes the script, she follows his lead.’cause the doctor writes love story so fineThe lady’s learned to read between the linesSometimeThe doctor, he takes housecalls where he visits the animalsIn their stalls, shoots them full of juice and then goes home.The lady hits the supermarket where she rides the aisles in a shopping cart’till she feels she’s played enough of the part to set by ooh,The lady feels it’s enough to just be good.But the doctor has his need to be understood.The doctor feels he’s so abused and the lady feels she’s so unusedAnd demands the doctor tends her daily parts.Ooh, but the doctor just can’t do it because so long ago the ladyBlew it, they’re too old now to make another start.The lady feels the doctor’s made of stone.The doctor’ heart, it just ain’t fond of ? home?
Catlong sighs holdin' Kitty's black tooth,
She left to marry some top cat, ain't it the cold truth,
And there hasn't been a tally since Sally left the alley,
Since Kitty left with Big Pretty things have got pretty thin,
It's tight on this fence since them young dudes are musclin' in.
Jack Knife cries cause Baby's in a bundle,
She goes runnin' nightly, lightly through the jungle,
And them tin cans are explodin' out of the ninety degree heat,
Cat somehow lost his baby down on Bleeker Street,
It's sad but it sure is true
Cat shrugs his shoulders, sits back and sighs.
Catlong lies back bent on a trash can,
Flashin' lights cut the night, dude in the white says he's the man,
Well you better move fast when you're young or you're not long around,
Cat somehow lost his Kitty in the city pound,
So get right, get tight, get down.
Who's that down at the end of the alley, she's been gone so long,
Here she comes, here she comes, here she comes, here she comes,
Kitty's back in town, here she comes now, Kitty's back in town,
Cat knows Kitty's been untrue and that she left him for a city dude,
Well she's so soft, she's so blue,
When he looks into her eyes he just sits back and sighs,
OOh what can I do, ooh what can I do?
OOh what can I do, ohh what can I do? Alright.
With you I don't hear the minutes ticking by
I don't feel the hours as they fly
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 away
This is our kingdom of days
I watched the sun as it rises and sets
I watched the moon trace its arc with no regret
My jacket 'round your shoulders, the falling leaves
The wet grass on our backs as the autumn breeze drifts through the trees
Walk away, walk away, walk away, walk away
This is our kingdom of days
This is our kingdom of days
I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I do
You whispered "then prove it, then prove it, then prove it, to me baby blue"
When I count my blessings and you're mine for always
We laughed beneath the covers
and count the wrinkles and the grays
Sing away, sing away, sing away, sing away
Sing away, sing away, my darling, we'll sing away
This is our kingdom of days
This is our kingdom of days
This is our kingdom of days
This is our kingdom of days
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 of David
At his mother's feet
A mother prays, "Sleep tight, my child, sleep well
For I'll be at your side
That no shadow, no darkness, no tolling bell,
Shall pierce your dreams this night"
In the garden at Gethsemane
He prayed for the life he'd never live,
He beseeched his Heavenly Father to remove
The cup of death from his lips
Now there's a loss that can never be replaced,
A destination that can never be reached
A light you'll never find in another's face,
A sea whose distance cannot be breached
Well Jesus kissed his mother's hands
Whispered, "Mother, still your tears,
For remember the soul of the universe
Jesse James and his boys rode that Dodge City Trail,
Held up the midnight Southern mail,
And there never was a man with the law in his hand
That could keep Jesse James in a jail.
It was Frank and Jesse James that killed many a man,
Well it’s saturday night in new jerseyAnd you’re feeling kinda wetNow the summer heat is getting you worriedSo you try to look as innocent as you can as you sweatAnd you’ve got a woman on the other side of the lawBut it ain’t cool to go see her yetBecause her ex-old man’s a city copWho thinks he’s auditioning for dragnetSo you stand on the corner looking kinda tornAnd in the blue light loungeWhere death was bornThe jazz musician blows his hornYou pop a letter to your baby in richmond’cause you’re feeling pretty downShe’s kinda small but at least she’s a rich oneOh, and she needs you real badAnd sometimes that’s all that countsYou had a teenage band and flying handsAnd oh, you was pretty big, you were pretty big in theSouthBut you passed out on stage and flew into a rageAnd someone tried to revive youMouth to mouthYou felt a pain in your chestAs you passed the crownAnd in the blue light loungeThe lights went downAnd the audience slipped silently out of townWell now the atheist he burns you for laughing out loudBecause he can’t understand what you’re sayingAnd the word’s out when they pushed him in the holeEverybody knows that he went out prayingOh, now the park is dark but the sidewalk’s brightAnd alive with the light of the livingOh and mama can I walk you home tonight’cause it’s a big bad cityAnd this boy’s got a lot for the givingI’m stranded in the jungleFirst stage witness at a company killingI’m clutching my high school diploma, shuffling my feetPromised sixty bucks a weekAnd guaranteed top billingWell you can live a life of love in new yorkOnly if you don’t, if you don’t love livingAnd I met this taxi driver who drives me around townTelling tales of his back seat womenAnd out on the corner there’s no room to move’cause everybody’s trying so hard to grooveAnd in the blue light loungeThe jazz musician plays his blues
Well janey's got a doctor who tears apart her insides.
He investigates her and silently bates her every little sigh.
Oh, he probes with his fingers but he knows her heart only through a stethescope.
Oh, his hands are so old and his instruments so cold
Janey turns him down like dope.
And janey's got a proctor. from his marble pulpit he smiles.
He provides consolation and an open invitation to confession at any time.
Between the pages of his bible he holds from what janey he hides.
With her doors open wide she begs "come inside."
He's too long been content to mess around with the handles on the outside.
And janey needs a shooter
A shooter like this boy on her side
Janey needs a shooter
Someone who knows her style
And i know her style
Well janey loved a mechanic who owned a gas station down on route 9.
Well she took him to bed and i beat my head on *his gas tanks and bled all over his tires.
And then he smashed my car with big tow bar. i got out and asked him why.
He said, "'cuz with her it's either you or me, and it's gonna be me."
And i watched janey silently stand by.
Then she flopped with a cop who lived 'round the block.
He'd come peak in my window every night.
Janey's skin would turn pale as the siren he'd wail outside my house all night long when he knew she was inside.
She said his big gun was fun but janey's small, and sometimes he scared her.
So i held her real close. she was more a saint than a ghost.
And told her i so long had been prepared for her.
And janey needs a shooter
A shooter just like me on her side
Janey needs a shooter
Somebody who won't let her slide
And i can't let her slide
Woah, stay in here tonight, baby, and i won't let you slide.
I'm stayin' here tonight, woah, janey, and i won't let you slide.
i'll mow your lawn, clean the leaves out your drain
i'll mend your roof to keep out the rain
i'll take the work that god provides
i'm a jack of all trades, honey, we'll be alright
i'll hammer the nails, and i'll set the stone
i'll harvest your crops when they're ripe and grown
i'll pull that engine apart and patch her up 'til she's running right
i'm a jack of all trades, we'll be alright
a hurricane blows, brings a hard rain
when the blue sky breaks, feels like the world's gonna change
we'll start caring for each other like jesus said that we might
i'm a jack of all trades, we'll be alright
the banker man grows fatter, the working man grows thin
it's all happened before and it'll happen again
it'll happen again, they'll bet your life
i'm a jack of all trades and, darling, we'll be alright
now sometimes tomorrow comes soaked in treasure and blood
here we stood the drought, now we'll stand the flood
there's a new world coming, i can see the light
i'm a jack of all trades, we'll be alright
so you use what you've got, and you learn to make do
you take the old, you make it new
if i had me a gun, i'd find the bastards and shoot 'em on sight
i'm a jack of all trades, we'll be alright
Well I walk the way you want me to
And I'll talk the way you want me to
And I've tried to do all I can just to please you
Well I work hard every day for you
And I brought home all my pay for you
And I've cried my tears through the rain night and again
And oh whoa girl, it's a shame
Oh whoa girl, it's a doggone shame
We worked so hard, but it's all in vain
Oh whoa girl, it's a shame
Now I bought your gold and diamond rings
And I brought you home your pretty things
And I thought I'd shown all the love I had for you, yes I did
But as hard as I try it all falls through
Well maybe I was born to be just your fool
Trying to satisfy your every desire, each need you require
Well oh whoa girl, it's a shame
Oh whoa girl, it's a doggone shame
I worked so hard, but it's all in vain
Oh whoa girl, it's a shame
Someone now!
Whoa!
Whoaaa, whoa-hoo
Whoa
Oh whoa girl, it's a shame
Oh girl, it's a doggone shame
We worked so hard, but it's all in vain
Oh whoa girl, it's a shame
Oh whoa girl, it's a shame
Oh girl, it's a doggone shame
I worked so hard, but it's all in vain
Oh whoa, girl it's a shame
I was born right here on randolph st. in freeholdHere, right behind that big red maple in freeholdWell, I went to school right here, got laid, and had my first beer in freeholdWell, my folks both lived and worked right here in freeholdI remember running up the street past the convent and church here in freeholdChased my daddy down in these bars, first fell in love with this guitarHere in freeholdWell, I had my first kiss at the ymca canteen on friday nightMaria espinosis tell me where are you tonight? You were 13 but way ahead of your time, I walked home with a limp but I feltFine that night in freeholdWell, the girls at freehold regional they looked pretty fineHad my heart broke at least a half dozen timesI wonder if they miss me, if they still get the itchIf they’d dump me if they knew I’d strike it richStraight out of freeholdWell, tex rest in peace, and marion gave us kids a hand in freeholdGeorge and I started up a little rock and roll band in freeholdWell, we learned pretty quick how to rock, I’ll never forget the feelingOf that first 5 bucks in my pocket that I earned in freeholdI got outta here really hard and fast in freeholdEveryone wanted to kick my ass back there in freeholdWell, if you were different, black or brownIt was a bit of a red neck town back then in freeholdWell, something broke my daddy’s back in freeholdIn ’69 he left and he never come back to freeholdSaid, once he drove to california, 3000 miles in 3 daysCalled my relatives some dirty names and drove straight out of freeholdMy sister had her first little baby at 17 in freeholdWell, people they can be pretty meanHoney, you had a rough road to go, but you ain’t made of nothin’ but soulI love you more than you’ll ever knowWe both survived freeholdWell, my buddy mike, he’s the mayor now in freeholdI remember when we used to have a lot more hair in freeholdWell, I left and swore I’d never walk these streets again, jackTonight all I can say is, holy shit I’m back, back in freeholdWell, this summer everything was green in freeholdRode my kids on the fire engine through the streets of freeholdI showed ’em where daddy was born and raised, and first felt the sun on hisFaceThere in freeholdI still got a lot of good friends right here in townI can usually find me a free beer somewhere, with offers of free meals I amBlessed...Should I go crazy, blow all my money and ruin my life,Well at least I’ll never go hungry, I guess, here in freeholdWell, I got a good catholic education here in freeholdLed to an awful lot of masturbation here in freeholdFather, it was just something I did for a smileHell, I still get a good one off once in a whileAnd dedicate it to freeholdDon’t get me wrong, I ain’t puttin’ nobody downHell, in the end it all just goes and comes aroundIt’s one hell of a townFreehold....
Sick at heart and lonelyDeep in dark despairThinking one thought onlyWhere is she, tell me whereAnd if she says to youShe don’t love meJust give here my messageTell her of my pleaAnd I know, if she had me back againI would never make her sadI got a heart......full of soulAnd I know....She’s been gone such a long timeLonger than I can bearBut if she says she wants meTell her that I’ll be thereAnd if she says to youShe don’t love meJust give her my messageTell her my pleaAnd I know......
Hey little girl is your daddy home
Did he go away and leave you all alone
I got a bad desire
I'm on fire
Tell me now baby is he good to you
Can he do to you the things that I do
I can take you higher
I'm on fire
Sometimes it's like someone took a knife baby
Edgy and dull and cut a six-inch valley
Through the middle of my skull
At night I wake up with the sheets soaking wet
And a freight train running through the
Middle of my head
Only you can cool my desire
I got a 007 watch and it's a one and only
Its got a i-spy beeper that tells me when you're lonely
I got a batmobile so I can reach ya in a fast shake
When your worlds in crisis of an impendin heartbreak
Now don't you call james bond or secret agent man
Cause they can't do it, like I can
Im a rocker, baby, Im a rocker - every day
Im a rocker, baby, Im a rocker
If you're hanging from a cliff or you're tied to the tracks, girl
Columbo split and you can't find kojak
True love is broken and your tears are fallin faster
Youre sufferin from a pain in your heart
Or some other natural disaster
Now I don't care what kind of shape you're in
If they put up a roadblock, I'll parachute in
Im a rocker, baby, Im a rocker - Im in love
Im a rocker, baby, Im a rocker - every day
Im a rocker, baby, Im a rocker - with you
So you fell for some jerk who was tall, dark and handsome
Then he kidnapped your heart and now he's holdin it for ransom
Well, like a mission impossible Im gonna go and get it back
You know I woulda taken better care of it, baby, than that
Sometimes I get so hot girl, well, I can't talk
But when Im with you I cool off , and I walk
Im a rocker, baby, Im a rocker, and I talk
Im a rocker, baby, Im a rocker, every day
I ain't afraid of no lions
I ain't afraid of no grizzly bear
I got in a wrestlin' match with old king kong
He didn't even muss my hair
There's just one thing in the whole wide world
That make me doubt my stuff
I'm a coward when it comes to love
Now bring down old hulk hogan
King kong bundy too
Bring down old big mike tyson
I'll show them what a real man can do
They say the tougher' get goin'
Now baby that's when the goin' get tough
But I'm a coward when it comes to love
I'm a coward when it comes to love
I'm a coward when it comes to love
You can bring on a different sexy girl
At every night of the week
Buddy that's okay
But I start tremblin', my knees get weak
Whenever I hear her say
"do you love me baby? "
"do you love me baby? "
"do you love me baby? "
I got a muscle of iron
I got another muscle made of steel
But when we start kissin' 'n' huggin'
You may be the bravest man in the whole wide world
But buddy, that ain't enough
I'm a coward when it comes to love
I'm a coward when it comes to love
I love to see the cottonwood blossom
In the early spring
I love to see the message of love
That the bluebird brings
But when I see you walkin’ with him
Down along the strand
I wish I were blind
When I see you with your man
I love to see your hair shining
In the long summer’s light
I love to watch the stars fill the sky
On a summer night
The music plays you take his hand
I watch how you touch him as you start to dance
And I wish I were blind
When I see you with your man
We struggle here but all our love’s in vain
Oh these eyes that once filled me with your beauty
Now fill me with pain
And the light that once entered here
Is banished from me
And this darkness is all baby that my heart sees
And though this world is filled
With the grace and beauty of God’s hand
Oh I wish I were blind
I see you walking, baby, down the street
Pushing that baby carriage at your feet
I see the lonely ribbon in your hair
Tell me I am the man for whom you put it there
You never smile girl, you never speak
You just walk on by, darlin' week after week
Raising two kids alone in this mixed up world
Must be a lonely life for a working girl
(Chorus)
Little girl, I wanna marry you
Oh yeah, little girl, I wanna marry you
Yes I do
Little girl, I wanna marry you
Now honey, I don't wanna clip your wings
But a time comes when two people
should think of these things
Having a home and a family
Facing up to their responsibilities
They say in the end true love prevails
But in the end true love can't be no fairytale
To say I'll make your dreams come true would be wrong
But maybe, darlin', I could help them along
(Chorus)
My daddy said right before he died
That true, true love was just a lie
He went to his grave a broken heart
An unfulfilled life, makes a man hard
Oh, darlin'
There's something happy and there's something sad
'Bout wanting somebody, oh so bad,
I wear my love darlin', without shame
I hear the guitars ringing out thereRinging out down union streetI hear the lead singer shouting out yeahAnd I wanna be a slave to the beatAnd tonight I wanna break my chainsSomebody break my heartSomebody shake my brainsDowntown they’re singing what I wanna hearIt’s the sound little girl thats ringing in my earI wanna be where the bands areI wanna be where the bands areWhere the bands areI wanna be where the bands areGet off from work and I grab something to eatI turn the corner and I drive down your streetLittle gray houses, mama, looks like nowhereBut hey I know you’re hiding in thereCome on out for just a little whileYou know that heart of stoneGirl it just ain’t your styleTonight I want to feel, feel the crowdAnd when I tell you that I love youI wanna shout it out loudShout it out loudShout it out loudI wanna be where the bands areI wanna be where the bands areWhere the bands areI wanna be where the bands areI.....wanna.....beWhere the bands are
Intro to: I sold my heart to the junkman...this is a very sad song, this next song we’re gonna do.The song is so sad that sometimes I have to leave the stage andCry in the backstage a little bit while I’m singing this song. the reasonThis song is so sad because this story happened to me just a littleWhile ago (not true, but true) (audience laughs) and it was, it wasA thing where I met this this beautiful girl, right? was she aBeautiful girl as she was, she was nice and ... and I gave her my wholeHeart, every every bit, and she gave it back to me a month later allBeat up, so bad and so terrible looking thatI sold my heart to the junkman !Now I can never fall in love again....(starts song)...song, this is a very sad song, this nextSong we’re gonna do.The song is so sad that sometimes I have toLeave the stage and cry in the backstage aLittle bit while I’m singing this song.The reason this song is so sad because thisStory happened to me just a little while ago(not true, but true) (audience laughs)And it was, it was a thing where I met thisThis beautiful girl, right? was she aBeautiful girl as she was, she was nice and ...And I gave her my whole heart, every every bit,And she gave it back to me a month later allBeat up, so bad andSo terrible looking thatI sold my heart to the junkman !Now I can never fall in love again....Well I gave my heart to you, open, so open and trustingAnd you gave it back to me, it was broken up and busting(sold my heart) I sold my heart to the junkman(sold my heart) I sold my heart to the junkmanI can never fall in love againOh and I know you took my heart, you thought that youCould use itWhen you gave it back like a toyYou broken and bruised(sold my heart) I sold my heart to the junkman(I sold my heart) I sold my heart to the junkmanI can never fall in love againNow, it was a movie sad scene, I played my partOoh I wanted the happy ending, but all I got wasA broken heart(all he got was a broken heart)(I sold my heart) I sold my heart to the junkman(I sold my heart) I sold myHeart to the junkmanI can never fall in love againNow I swear it was a movie setting, baby I played my partAnd all I wanted was a happy ending,But now I’m left with a broken heart(now he’s left with a broken heart)(I sold my heart) I sold my heart to the junkman(I sold my heart) I sold my heart to the junkmanI can never fall in love againI gave my heart to you, so open and trustingAnd you gave it back to me, it was broken up and busting(so I sold) I sold my heart to the junkman(yes I sold) I sold my heart to the junkmanI can never fall in love againYes I did sold my heart to the junkmanYes I did, yes I didSold my heart to the junkmanNow I can never fall in love againSince I sold my heart to the junkman.
My life flows on in endless song
Above earth's lamentation.
I hear the real, thought far off hymn
That hails the new creation
Above the tumult and the strife,
I hear the music ringing;
It sounds an echo in my soul
How can I keep from singing?
What through the tempest loudly roars,
I hear the truth, it liveth.
What through the darkness round me close,
Songs in the night it giveth.
No storm can shake my inmost calm
While to that rock I'm clinging.
Since love is lord of Heaven and earth
How can I keep from singing?
When tyrants tremble, sick with fear,
And hear their death-knell ringing,
When friends rejoice both far and near,
How can I keep from singing?
In prison cell and dungeon vile
Our thoughts to them are winging.
Well, the doctor comes 'round here
With his face all bright
And he says, "In a little while
You'll be alright"
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?
Me and my old school pals
Had some mighty high times down 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?
Go ahead
Got family scattered from Texas
All the way to Baltimore
Yeah, 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
Tell me 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
They're the Hollywood kids each and every one
With a high class smile and a little baby's tongue
Lonely hard head losers dressed in the tinsel of the times
And learn all the latest lines and the order in which they come
So perfumed sweet and so obscene
Like the fancy dancers of our dirty green
Oh they knew hello and good bye but not what goes in between
Yea and its such a scene on Saturday night
Fifth avenue freaks strait off the racks
They swear you can buy and sell your soul on a good dat outside
They're the Hollywood kids each and everyone
And on Sunday back into their holes they run
And on Monday here I stand alone on this littered stage like an animal who
forgot he was in a cage
Just a restless soul
Just waiting for 'em to come
Verse 1:
I worked hard, baby, night and day
The things i had somebody took away
They took away everything i earned
But there's one lesson that'a i have learned
Chorus:
You got to hold on, little girl, to what you've got (4x)
Verse 2:
I been pushed and i been knocked down
But i picked myself right back up off the ground
And baby there's one thing that i have found
Fighting's the only way's to stand your ground
Chorus:
You got to hold on, little girl, to what you've got (4x)
Bridge:
I've been used, i've been abused
I've had, baby, my regrets
I've been lost, i paid the cost
But there's one thing i ain't gonna forget
Verse 3:
I've heard some hard lines, i've seen some cryin' times
Bad luck and trouble they been friends of mine
Got to stand straight and stare right at your face (fate?)
And play it hard before it's too late
Chorus:
But at night I feel the darkness near, I awake and I find you near
I'm happy with you in my arms
I'm happy with you in my heart
Happy when I tatse your kiss
I'm happy in love like this
In a world of doubt and fear
I wake at night and reach to find you near
Lost in a dream, you caught me as I fell
I want more than just a dream to tell
We're born in this world, darling, with few days and trouble never far behin
Man and woman circle each other in a cage
A cage that's been handed down the line
Lost and running 'neath a million dead stars
Tonight let's shed our skins and slip these bars
Happy in each other's arms
Happy, baby, come the dark
Happy in each other's kiss
I slipped on her shoe, she was a perfect size 7
I said "There's no smokin' in the store ma'am"
She crossed her legs and then
We made some small talk that's where it should have stopped
She slipped me her number, I put it in my pocket
My hand slipped up her skirt, everything slipped my mind
In that little roadhouse
On highway 29
It was a small town bank it was a mess
Well I had a gun you know the rest
Money on the floorboards, shirt was covered in blood
And she was cryin', her and me we headed south
On highway 29
In a little desert motel the air was hot and clean
I slept the sleep of the dead, I didn't dream
I woke in the morning, washed my face in the sink
We headed into the Sierra Madres 'cross the border line
The winter sun shot thru the black trees
I told myself it was all something in her
But as we drove I knew it was something in me
Something that had been comin' for a long time
And something that was here with me now
On highway 29
The road was filled with broken glass and gasoline
She wasn't sayin' nothin', it was just a dream
The wind was coming silent thru the windshield
All I could see was snow, sky and pines
I closed my eyes and was runnin'
They broke your toys this morning, henryRode your board right into dustSurrounded you with strangers who you could not trustAnd then they had the gallTo write your name up on the girls’ room wallAnd send you out to mariaWho spoke of babies and allAnd wanted to shoot your joyIt’s a hard world when you’re the new kid in townAin’t it, henry boyWell the north side is for diamond-studded womanSubtly selling their waresAnd the west side is for debutantesAnd would be millionairesOh the east side is for lost boysWho know their moves too wellThe south side is for gamblers, henry boyThe train stops once for hellIt’s a hard world when they’re forcing youTo live your life out on broadwayBut henry I’m sure you’re gonna like it wellThe constellation she points to gate elevenThat’s where you got your connectionsLet me take a look inside my magic bookI don’t think you’re beyond my inventionsOh these doctor’s appendages I’m giving you for wingsI’m sure it’ll meet the occasionI’m gonna mix you some magic, you’ll spittin’ sparksAnd ready for the invasionOh and the milky way’s a trip for dippersThey saw ya coming a mile awayIn the amusement park you’ll get clipped by rippersHiding behind candy ’cadesIn the alleyway you’ll get ripped by strippersAll who know your nameIn the stalls sit the soldier-boy kisserson leave for just a dayAnd henry couldn’t take itHe’s gonna be a submarinerRiding underground for the popeGonna stand on the corner of broadwayAnd scream: up ’scope
I was out
driving just a
taking it slow
Looked at my
tank it was
reading low
Pulled in a
Exxon station
out on Highway
Held up without
a gun, held up
without a gun
Some damn fool
with a guitar
walkin' down
the street
ain't got
nowhere to go
Ain't got
nothing to eat
Man with a cigar says,
"Sign here son"
Held up without
a gun, held up
without a gun
Now it's a sin
and it oughta
be a crime
You know it
happens buddy
all the time
Try to make a
living, try to
have a little
Held up without
We are sorry but we are not allowed to post Good Vibrations lyrics by Bruce Springsteen either for privacy issues or copyright protection!
I was standing by the river
Where the cold black water runs
I was standing by the river
Where the cold black water runs
I had my good eye to the dark
And my blind eye to the sun
I had all of the riches
I had each and every one
I had all of the riches
I had each and every one
I had my good eye to the dark
And my blind eye to the sun
Well I swore you were my darling
Yeah, you were the only one
Since I swore you were my darling
You were the only one
Had my good eye to the dark
Well he'd been hearing too many voices and feelin'a little off-rack
Like there was something big pressing down on his back
So he called up his friends and they said come on out west
It's a place where a man can really feel his succes
So he pulled his heart and soul down off the shelf
Packed them next to the faith that he'd lost in himself
Said his good-byes and when the dirty work was done
He turned his wheels into the fading sun
For seven days and nights like a black-top bird he sped
Maintained radio silence 'cept for in his head
And just like his folks did back in '69
He crossed the border at Needles and heard the promised land on the line
Now where the Transcontinental dumps into the sea
There's a bar made up to look like 1963
Girl in the corner eyed him like a hungry dog a bone
As he brushed the desert dust off that Mercedes chrome
Bartender said "Hey, how's it hangin', tiger?"
He had a shot of tequila, smiled and whispered "lighter"
He went down to the desert city where the rattlesnakes play
And left his dead skin by the roadside in the noon of day
Sun got so hot it almost felt like friend
It could burn out every trace of where you been
There was a woman he'd met in a desert song
A little while later a son come along
Looked at that boy's smile and called it home
If your heart is restless and you can't go on
When you're tired and weary, but you can't go on
Well a distant dream is a callin' you
Then there's just one thing that you can do
Yeah, you gotta follow that dream wherever that dream may lead you
You gotta follow that dream wherever that dream may lead
Now if I walk in dreams
And if I talk in dreams
I need someone with a love I can trust
And together we'll search for the things that come to us
Baby in dreams, in dreams
Now every man has the right to live
The right to a chance to give what he has to give
The right to fight for the things he believes
For the things that come to him in dreams
Baby in dreams, I walk in dreams
I talk in dreams
Get up stand up, stand up for your rightGet up stand up, don’t give up the fightPreacher man don’t tell meHeaven is under the earthI know you don’t knowWhat life is really worthIt’s not all that glitters is goldHalf the story has never been toldSo now you see the lightStand up for your rightGet up stand up, stand up for your rightGet up stand up, don’t give up the fightMost people thinkGreat God will come from the skyTake away everythingAnd make everybody feel highBut if you knew what life is worthYou could look for yours on earthAnd now you’ve seen the lightStand up for your rightsGet up stand up, stand up for your rightGet up stand up, don’t give up the fightWe’re sick and tired of your easing kissingGone to die and go to heaven in jesus nameWe know and we understandAlmighty God is a living manYou can fool some people sometimesBut you can’t fool all the people all the timeAnd we’ve seen the lightWe’re gonna stand up for our rights
Where the road is dark and the seed is sowed
Where the gun is cocked and the bullet's cold
Where the miles are marked in the blood and gold
I'll meet you further on up the road
Got on my dead man's suit and my smilin' skull ring
My lucky graveyard boots and song to sing
I got a song to sing, keep me out of the cold
And I'll meet you further on up the road.
Further on up the road
Further on up the road
Where the way dark and the night is cold
One sunny mornin' we'll rise I know
And I'll meet you further on up the road.
Now I been out in the desert, just doin' my time
Searchin' through the dust, lookin' for a sign
If there's a light up ahead well brother I don't know
But I got this fever burnin' in my soul
So let's take the good times as they go
And I'll meet you further on up the road
Further on up the road
Further on up the road
Further on up the road
Further on up the road
One sunny mornin' we'll rise I know
And I'll meet you further on up the road
One sunny mornin' we'll rise I know
At sixteen she quit high school to
make her fortune in the promised land
She got a job behind the counter in an
all night hamburger stand
She wrote faithfully home to mama
"Now mama don't you worry none"
From small things, mama
Big things one day come
It was late one Friday he pulled in
out of the dark
He was tall and handsome; first she
took his order, then she took his heart
They bought a house up on the hillside
Where little feet soon would run
From small things, mama
Big things one day come
BRIDGE:
Oh but love is fleeting
it's sad but true
But when your heart is beating
You don't wanna hear the news
She packed her bags
and with a Wyomie County real estate man
She ran down to Tampa
In an "El Dorado Grande"
She wrote back home, "Dear Mama
Life is just heaven in the sun
From small things, mama
Big things one day come"
Well she shot him dead
On a sunny Florida road
When they caught her all she said
Was she couldn't stand the way he drove
Back home lonesome Johnny
Prays for his baby's parole
He waits on the hillside
Where the Wyomie waters roll
At his feet and almost grown now
A blue-eyed daughter and a handsome son
Well from small things, mama
Big things one day come
I was born right here on randolph street in freeholdHere right behind that big red maple in freeholdWell, I went to school right hereGot laid and had my first beerIn freeholdWell, my folks always lived and worked right here in freeholdI remember running up the street, past the condo to the church here inFreeholdChase my daddy down in these barsFirst fell in love with this guitarHere in freholdWell, I had my first kiss at the ymca canteen on a friday nightMaria espenoza tell me where are you tonight? You were 13 but way ahead of your timeI walked home with a limb but I felt fineThat night in freeholdWell, the girls at freehold regional they looked pretty fineAnd my heart broke at least half a dozen timesI wonder if they miss me, they still get the itchWould they have dumped me if they knew I’d strike a bridge? Straight out of freeholdWell, tex, rest in peace, and marion gave us kids a hand in freeholdGeorge and me started up a little rock and roll band in freeholdWell, we learned pretty quick how to rockI’ll never forget the feeling of that first 5 bucks in my pocketThat I earned in freeholdWell, I got outta here really hard and fast in freeholdEverybody wanted to kick my ass back there in freeholdWell, if you were different, black or brownIt was a bit of a redneck townBack then in freeholdWell, something broke my daddy’s back in freeholdIn ’69 he left and he never come back to freehold’cept once he drove from california, 3000 miles in three daysCalled my relatives some dirty namesAnd pulled straight out of freeholdMy sister had her first little baby at 17 in freeholdWell people they can be pretty meanHoney, you had a rough road to go, but you ain’t made of nothin’ but soulI love you more than you’ll ever knowWe both survived freeholdWell, my buddy mike, well, he’s the mayor now in freeholdI remember when we used to have a lot more hair in freeholdWell, I left and swore I’d never walk these streets again, jackTonight all I can say is holy shit, I’m back!Back in freeholdWell, this summer everything was green in freeholdRode my kids on the fire engine through the streets of freeholdI showed ’em where their dad was born and raisedAnd first felt the sun on his faceThere in freeholdWell, I still got a lot of good friends right here in townI can usually find me a free beer somewhereWith offers of free meals I am blessedShould I go crazy, blow all my money and ruin my life, well, at least i’llNever go hungry I guessHere in freeholdWell, I got a good catholic education here in freeholdLed to an awful lot of masturbation here in freeholdFather, it was just something I did for a smileHell, I still get a good one off once in a whileAnd dedicate it to freeholdDon’t get me wrong, I ain’t puttin’ anybody downHell, in the end it all just goes and comes aroundIt’s one hell of a town, freehold!
Some folks are born made to wave the flagOoh, they’re red, white and blueAnd when the band plays hail to the chiefThey point the cannon right at youIt ain’t me, it ain’t meI ain’t no senator’s sonIt ain’t me, it ain’t meI ain’t no fortunate sonSome folks are born silver spoon in handLord they don’t help themselvesBut when the taxman comes to the doorLord, the house looks like a rummage saleIt ain’t me, it ain’t meI ain’t no millionaire’s sonIt ain’t me, it ain’t meI ain’t no fortunate sonSome folks inherit star spangled eyesOoh, they send you down to warAnd when you ask them how much should we give ? They only answer more! more! more!It ain’t me, it ain’t meI ain’t no military’s sonIt ain’t me, it ain’t meI ain’t no fortunate sonIt ain’t me, it ain’t meI ain’t no fortunate one, no noIt ain’t me, it ain’t meI ain’t no fortunate son
May God bless and keep you alwaysMay your wishes all come trueMay you always do for othersAnd let others do for youMay you build a ladder to the starsAnd climb on every rungMay you stay forever youngForever young, forever youngMay you stay forever youngMay you grow up to be righteous,May you grow up to be trueMay you always know the truthAnd see the lights surrounding youMay you always be courageousStand upright and be strongMay you stay forever youngForever young, forever youngMay you stay forever youngMay your hands always be busyMay your feet always be swiftMay you have a strong foundationWhen the winds of changes shiftMay your heart always be joyfulMay your song always be sungMay you stay forever youngForever young, forever youngMay you stay forever young
Princess cards she sends me with her regards
Barroom eyes shine vacancy, to see her you gotta look hard
Wounded deep in battle, I stand stuffed like some soldier undaunted
To her Cheshire smile, I'll stand on file, she's all I ever wanted
But you let your blue walls get in the way of these facts
Honey, get your carpetbaggers off my back
You wouldn't even give me time to cover my tracks
You said, "Here's your mirror and your ball and jacks"
But they're not what I came for, and I'm sure you see that too
[CHORUS]
I came for you, for you, I came for you
But you did not need my urgency
I came for you, for you, I came for you
But your life was one long emergency
And your cloud line urges me
And my electric surges free
Crawl into my ambulance, your pulse is getting weak
Reveal yourself all now to me, girl, while you've got the strength to speak
'Cause they're waiting for you at Bellevue with their oxygen masks
But I could give it all to you now, if only you could ask
And don't call for your surgeon, even he says it's too late
It's not your lungs this time, it's your heart that holds your fate
Don't give me my money, honey, I don't want it back
You and your pony face and your Union Jack
Well, take your local joker and teach him how to act
I swear I was never that way, even when I really cracked
Didn't you think I knew that you were born with the power of a locomotive
Able to leap tall buildings in a single bound?
And your Chelsea suicide with no apparent motive
You could laugh and cry in a single sound
And your strength is devastating in the face of all these odds
Remember how I kept you waiting when it was my turn to be the god?
You were not quite half so proud when I found you broken on the beach
Remember how I poured salt on your tongue and hung just out of reach
And the band, they played the homecoming theme as I caressed your cheek
That ragged, jagged melody, she still clings to me like a leech
But that medal you wore on your chest always got in the way
Like a little girl with a trophy so soft to buy her way
We were both hitchhikers but you had your ear tuned to the roar
Of some metal-tempered engine on an alien, distant shore
So you left to find a better reason than the one we were living for
And it's not that nursery mouth that I came back for
It's not the way you're stretched out on the floor
'Cause I've broken all your windows and I've rammed through all your doors
And who am I to ask you to lick my sores?
And you should know that's true
Paul and Silas were bound in jail
Had no Money for to go their bail
Keep your eyes on the prize
Hold on! Hold on!
Hold on! Keep your Eyes on the Prize
Hold on! Hold on!
Keep your Eyes on the Prize, hold on!
Paul and Silas began to shout
Doors popped open, and they walked out
Keep your eyes on the prize, hold on
Hold on! Hold on!
Keep your Eyes on the Prize, hold on!
Well, the only chains that we can stand
Are the chains of hand in hand
Keep your eyes on the prize
Hold on! Hold on!
Keep your Eyes on the Prize, hold on!
Got my hand on the freedom plow
Wouldn't take nothing for my journey now
Keep your eyes on the prize
Hold on! Hold on!
Keep your Eyes on the Prize, hold on!
I've got a mule, and her name is Sal,
Fifteen miles on the Erie Canal.
She's a good ol' worker an' a good ol' pal,
Fifteen miles on the Erie Canal.
We've hauled some barges in our day,
Filled with lumber, coal, and hay,
And we know every inch of the way
From Albany to Buffalo.
Low bridge, everybody down!
Low bridge, for we're comin' through a town!
And you'll always know your neighbor,
You'll always know your pal,
If you've ever navigated on the Erie Canal.
We'd better look around for a job, ol' gal,
Fifteen miles on the Erie Canal!
'Cause you bet your life I'd never part with Sal,
Fifteen miles on the Erie Canal!
Git up there, mule, here comes a lock,
We'll make Rome 'bout six o'clock,
One more trip and back we'll go
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.
Yea, the light on your 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
Well, baby if you can't take the heat, what can I do?
Well, you and your poetry and your boku world
Behind the face you hide the face of a modern girl
On the other side of the street.
Yea, you've got the look as if you owe the world
Therefore, you go out there and say what you can earn
On the wrong side of the street.
Well, you tire of every day 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 now... (guitar break)
I know the danger that your desire brings
And I know the strangeness that you'll find
Wait and it will seem straighter for you and for me.
Well, turn on the end and baby turn off the lamps
There'll be an end darling to this endless night
On the other side of the street.
Yea, and everyday well it just brings the same
You started looking for some very strange new games
On the wrong side of the street.
Well, you and your desires lead to confusion
Well, walk away as I don't follow your illusions
And see, open your eyes and see, girl.
Put on your black dress baby, and put your hair up right
There's a party way down in Factory Town tonight
I'll be going down there if you need a ride
Come on, come on, let's go tonight
How many men fail, their dreams denied
They walk through these streets with death in their eyes
Now the man on the radio says "Elvis Presley died"
Come on, come on, let's go tonight
Well now some came to witness, now some came to weep
Drawn by death's strange glory, they stood in the street
Drawn together forever in the promise of an endless sleep
Come on, come on, let's go tonight
Baby, come on, come on, let's go tonight
Da da da da da da da
Da da da da da da da da
you put on your coat, i'll put on my hat
you put out the dog, i'll put out the cat
you put on your red dress for me tonight, honey
we're going on the town now looking for easy money
there's nothing to it mister, you won't hear a sound
when your whole world comes tumbling down
and all them fat cats they just think it's funny
i'm going on the town now looking for easy money
whoa!
i got a smith & wesson .38
i got a hellfire ??? and i got me a taste
got me a date on the far shore, it's bright and sunny
i'm going on the town now looking for easy money
whoa!
(na-na-na-na-na) whoa! whoa! (na-na-na-na) whoa! whoa!
(na-na-na-na-na) whoa! whoa! (na-na-na-na) whoa! whoa!
(na-na-na-na-na) whoa! whoa! (na-na-na-na) whoa! whoa!
(na-na-na-na-na) whoa! whoa! (na-na-na-na)
you put on your coat, i'll put on my hat
you put out the dog, i'll put out the cat
you put on your red dress, you're looking real good, honey
we're going on the town now looking for easy money
we're going on the town now looking for easy money
(na-na-na-na-na) whoa! whoa! (na-na-na-na) whoa! whoa!
(na-na-na-na-na) whoa! whoa! (na-na-na-na) whoa! whoa!
(na-na-na-na-na) whoa! whoa! (na-na-na-na) whoa! whoa!
(na-na-na-na-na) whoa! whoa! (na-na-na-na) whoa! whoa!
(na-na-na-na-na) whoa! whoa! (na-na-na-na)
(na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na)
(na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na)
(na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na)
I threw my robe on in the morning
Watched the ring on the stove turn red
Stared hypnotized into a cup of coffee
Pulled on my boots and made the bed
Screen door hangin' off its hinges
Kept bangin' me awake all night
As I look out the window
The only thing in sight
Is dry lightning on the horizon line
Just dry lightning and and you on my mind
I chased the heat of her blood
Like it was the holy grail
Descend beautiful spirit
Into the evening pale
Her appaloosa's
Kickin' in the corral smelling rain
There's a low thunder rolling'Cross the mesquite plain
But there's just dry lightning on the horizon line
It's just dry lightning and and you on my mind
I'd drive down to Alvarado Street
Where she'd dance to make ends meet
I'd spend the night over my gin
As she'd talk to her men
Well the piss yellow sun
Comes bringin' up the day
She said 'Ain't nobody can give nobody
What they really need anyway.'
Well you get so sick of the fightin'
You lose your fear of the end
But I can't lose your memory
And the sweet smell of your skin
And it's just dry lightning on the horizonline
When I lost you honey sometimes I think
I lost my guts too
And I wish God would send me a word send me something Im afraid to lose
Lying in the heat of the night like prisoners all our lives
I get shivers down my spine and all
I wanna do is hold you tight
(chorus)
I swear I'll drive all night just to buy you some shoes
And to taste your tender charms
And I just wanna sleep tonight again in your arms
Tonight there's fallen angels and they're waiting for us down in the street
Tonight there's calling strangers, hear them crying in defeat.
Let them go,
Let them go,
Let them go,
Do their dances of the dead (letem go right ahead)
You just dry your eyes girl,
And cmon cmon cmon lets go to bed,
Baby, baby, baby
(chorus)
There's machines and there's fire waiting on the edge of town
They're out there for hire but baby they can't hurt us now
Cause youve got,
Youve got,
Youve got,
Youve got my love,
Youve got my love
Through the wind,
Through the rain,
The snow, the wind,
The rain
Youve got,
Youve got my,
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 a downtown train
Christmas crier bustin' cane, He's in love again.
Where dock worker's dreams mix with panther's schemes to someday own the rodeo
Tainted women in Vistavision perform for out-of-state kids at the late
show.
Wizard imps and sweat sock pimps, interstellar mongrel nymphs
Rex said that lady left him limp. Love's like that (sure it is).
Queen of diamonds, ace of spades newly discovered lovers of the everglades
They take out a full page ad in the trades to announce their arrival
And Mary Lou she found out how to cope, she rides to heaven on a gyroscope
The Daily News asks her for the dope
She says "Man, the dope's that there's still hope"
Se?orita, Spanish rose, wipes her eyes and blows her nose
I got my finger on the trigger
But I don't know who to trust
When I look into your eyes
There's just devils and dust
We're a long, long way from home, Bobbie
Home's a long, long way from us
I feel a dirty wind blowing
Devils and dust
I got God on my side
And I'm just trying to survive
What if what you do to survive
Kills the things you love
Fear's a powerful thing, baby
It can turn your heart black you can trust
It'll take your God filled soul
And fill it with devils and dust
Well I dreamed of you last night
In a field of blood and stone
The blood began to dry
The smell began to rise
Well I dreamed of you last night, Bobbie
In a field of mud and bone
Your blood began to dry
And the smell began to rise
We've got God on our side
We're just trying to survive
What if what you do to survive
Kills the things you love
Fear's a powerful thing, baby
It'll turn your heart black you can trust
It'll take your God filled soul
Fill it with devils and dust
It'll take your God filled soul
Fill it with devils and dust
Now every woman and every man
They wanna take a righteous stand
Find the love that God wills
And the faith that He commands
I've got my finger on the trigger
And tonight faith just ain't enough
When I look inside my heart
There's just devils and dust
Well I've got God on my side
And I'm just trying to survive
What if what you do to survive
Kills the things you love
Fear's a dangerous thing
It can turn your heart black you can trust
It'll take your God filled soul
Fill it with devils and dust
Yeah it'll take your God filled soul
There's a code of silence that we don't dare speak
There's a wall between us and a river so deep
We keep pretending that there's nothing wrong
But there's a code of silence and it can't go on
Is the truth so elusive, so elusive you see
That it ain't enough baby
To bridge the distance between you and me
There's a list of grievance 100 miles long
There's a code of silence and it can't go on
Well you walk with your eyes open
But your lips they remain sealed
While the promises we made are broken
Beneath the truth we fear to reveal
Now I need to know now darlin'
I need to know what's goin' on
So c'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon
Well you walk with your eyes open
But your lips they remain sealed
While the promises we made are broken
Beneath the truth we fear to reveal
Now I need to know now darlin'
I need to know what's goin' on
So c'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon
C'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon
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
The crops are all in, the peaches are rottingThe oranges are piled in their creosote dumpsThey’re flying you back to the mexico borderTo pay all your money to wade back againMy father’s own father, he waded that riverThey took all the money he made in his lifeMy brothers and sisters they work in the fruit treesThey rode the truck till they took down and diedGood-bye to my juan, good-bye rosalitaAdios mes amigos, jesus e mariaYou won’t have a name when you ride the big airplaneAnd all they will call you will be deporteeSome of us are illegal, and some are not wantedOur work contract’s out and we have to move onSix hundred miles to the mexican borderThey chase us like rustlers, like outlaws, like thieves.We died in your hills. we died on your deserts.We’ve died in your mountains, and died on your plains.We’ve died ’neath your trees, and we’ve died in your bushes.Both sides of the river, we’ve died just the same.Good-bye to my juan, good-bye rosalitaAdios mes amigos, jesus e mariaYou won’t have a name when you ride the big airplaneAnd all they will call you will be deporteeThe skyplane caught fire over los gatos canyonA fireball of lightning that shook all our hillsWho were all these dear friends all scattered like dry leaves? The radio says they were just deportees.Is this the best way we can grow our big orchards? And is this the best way we can grow our good fruit? To fall like dry leaves and rot on the top soil,And be known by no name except deportee.Good-bye to my juan, good-bye rosalitaAdios mes amigos, jesus e mariaYou won’t have a name when you ride the big airplaneAnd all they will call you will be deportee
Well way back in the Bible timeA cat named noah built an ocean linerEverybody laughed when they told him whyBut when the rain came, noah was high and dry’cause he hadDedication baby through and throughDedication like I give to youDedication girl every wayDedication girl every dayWell admiral byrd and some eskimosThey took a little trip to the old north poleWhen they said it was a miracle they made it backWell they said that wasn’t any miracle, jackDedication baby through and throughDedication like I give to youDedication girl every wayDedication girl every dayWell now there was a movie star out in hollywoodHe met a little girl, they got along real goodHe tried to split but the chick said buddy, not so fastAin’t gonna wrap me on your arms, then wrap me in some cashNow it was on tv every word they saidIf you didn’t see it man, you must have been lateShe got on the witness pedestal without careShe turned to the judge and this is what she saidDedication judge every wayDedication judge in every wayI need someDedication judge that can’t be spentA little dedication judge to pay the rentDedication baby through and throughDedication like I give to youDedication girl every wayDedication girl every dayD-e-d-i-c-a-t-i-o-nD-e-d-i-c-a-t-i-o-nD-e-d-i-c-a-t-i-o-n
I was eight years old and running with a dime in my hand
Into the bus stop to pick up a paper for my old man
I'd sit on his lap in that big old Buick and steer as we drove through town
He'd tousle my hair and say son take a good look around this is your
Hometown
This is your hometown
This is your hometown
This is your hometown
In '65 tension was running high at my high school
There was a lot of fights between the black and white
There was nothing you could do
Two cars at a light on a Saturday night in the back seat there was a gun
Words were passed in a shotgun blast
Troubled times had come to my hometown
My hometown
My hometown
My hometown
Now Main Street's whitewashed windows and vacant stores
Seems like there ain't nobody wants to come down here no more
They're closing down the textile mill across the railroad tracks
Foreman says these jobs are going boys and they ain't coming back to your
Hometown
Your hometown
Your hometown
Your hometown
Last night me and Kate we laid in bed
Talking about getting out
Packing up our bags maybe heading south
I'm thirty-five we got a boy of our own now
Last night I sat him up behind the wheel and said son take a good look
Around
They're still racing out at the Trestles
But that blood it never burned in her veins
Now I hear she's got a house up in Fairview
And a style she's trying to maintain
Well if she wants to see me
You can tell her that I'm easily found
Tell her there's a spot out `neath Abram's Bridge
And tell her there's a darkness on the edge of town
Everybody's got a secret Sonny
Something that they just can't face
Some folks spend their whole lives trying to keep it
They carry it with them every step that they take
Till some day they just cut it loose
Cut it loose or let it drag `em down
Where no one asks any questions
Or looks too long in your face
In the darkness on the edge of town
Some folks are born into a good life
Other folks get it anyway anyhow
I lost my money and I lost my wife
Them things don't seem to matter much to me now
Tonight I'll be on that hill `cause I can't stop
I'll be on that hill with everything I got
Lives on the line where dreams are found and lost
I'll be there on time and I'll pay the cost
For wanting things that can only be found
Cynthia
When you come walkin' by
You're an inspiring sight
Cynthia you don't smile or say hi
But baby that's alright
'Cause I don't need to hold you
Or taste your kiss
I just like knowing, Cynthia
You exist at all in a world like this
Cynthia, when you pass
It seems like this whole town drops
Cynthia, maybe it's just me babe
Some fool stuck here watchin' the clock
You give us a reason to start whispering why
To stop singin', baby
And salute your style
Yeah Cynthia
Now you ain't the finest thing I'll never have
And when you go the hurt you leave
Baby it ain't so bad
No it ain't Cynthia
Yeah there ain't a man in this whole town
Who'll say you ain't fine
Do you hear them guys talkin'
Tell me, baby, do you mind
You make us happy, honey, when we feel sad
To see something so good in a world gone bad
There's still cynthia
Cynthia
No one knows your number
No one knows where you live
Cynthia I wonder
Do you understand
This strange thing you give
Well baby is it your style
The mistery in your smile
Or just how cool you walk
In a world gone wild
Tell me if you will, Cynthia
I gotta be pretty naive to believe in you
I know you ain't ever gonna be my dream come true
That's alright, I gotta dream
That's as good as you, Cynthia
Baby, this ain't no come on
My feets were flyin' down the street just the other night
When a Hong Kong special pulled up at the light
What was inside, man, was just c'est magnifique
I wanted to hold the bumper and let her drag me down the street
(Chorus)
Ooh, ooh, I gotta crush on you
Ooh, ooh, I gotta crush on you
Ooh, ooh, I gotta crush on you tonight
Sometimes I spot a little stranger standing 'cross the room
My brain takes a vacation just to give my heart more room
For one kiss, darling I swear everything I would give
Cause you're a walking, talking reason to live
(Chorus)
Well now she might be the talk of high society
She's probably got a lousy personality
She might be a heiress to Rockefeller
She might be a waitress or a bank teller
She makes the Venus de Milo look like she's got no style
She make Sheena of the Jungle look meek and mild
I need a quick shot, Doc, knock me off my feet
'Cause I'll be minding my own business walking down the street... Watchout!
Every year when summer comes around
They stretch a banner 'cross the main street in town
You can feel somethin's happenin' in the air
Well, from Carol's house up on Telegraph Hill
You can see the lights going up out in Soldiers Field
Getting ready, for the county fair
County fair, county fair,
Everybody in town'll be there
So come on, hey we're goin' down there
(Hey) Little girl with the long blond hair
Come win your daddy one of them stuffed bears
Baby, down at the country fair
Now you'll be hangin' tight when we hit the top
And that rollercoaster's ready to drop
And your braggin', how you wasn't even scared
Well baby you know I just love the sound
Of that pipe organ on the merry-go-round
Baby, down at the county fair
County fair, county fair,
Everybody in town'll be there
So come on, hey we're goin' down there
(Hey) Little girl with the long blond hair
Come win your daddy one of them stuffed bears
Baby, down at the country fair
At the north end of the field they set up a stand
And they got a little rock and roll band
People dancin' out in the open air
It's James Young and the Immortal Ones
Two guitars, (baby) bass and drums
Just rockin', down at the county fair
(Well) County fair, county fair
Everybody in town'll be there
So come on, we're goin' down there
Little girl with the long blond hair
Come win your daddy one of them stuffed bears
Baby, down at the county fair
Now it's getting late before we head back to town
We let that fortune wheel spin around
Come on mister tell me what's waiting out there
On my way out I steal a kiss in the dark
Hope I can remember where our car's parked
Baby, out at the county fair
Now off down the highway there's the last stream of cars
We sit a while in my front yard
With the radio playin' soft and low
I pull Carol close to my heart
And I lean back and stare up at the stars
Taxi Cab, Taxi Cab, at the light
Won't you take me on a ride through this city of night
I got some money and I'm feeling fine
I ain't in no hurry so just take your time
Some people wanna die young and gloriously
But Taxi Cab driver, well that ain't me
I got a cute little baby down at 12th and Vine
And she opens for business just about closing time
Ah hey hey, ah hey hey
City of night, city of night
And I don't believe what I see in this street
I don't know how people they can take the heat
Well baby I'm a liar, I'm a cheat, and I don't care
I got my money, I can take my fare
Ah hey hey, ah hey hey
City of night, city of night
I'm riding tonight to see my sugar girl
You know she wears that dress without a care in the world
Yeah she got come loving that's as bright as the sun
And she brings it with her man when she comes
Hey, hey, city of night
Ah-hey, ah-hey, city of night
I pick you up with flowersWhen you get off from workIt’s like you don’t even careIt’s like I’m some kind of jerkI take you out on a dateAnd then you won’t even kiss meBoy when I ain’t aroundI’ll bet you don’t even miss meI don’t know whyI love you like I doI try and tryYou treat me like a foolIt makes me want to cryIt makes me feel so blueBut I just do, baby, I just doI call you upJust to pass the timeSoon as you hear my voiceYou disconnect the lineAnd when I call you backYour mother says you ain’t homeCindy I know that’s you on the other end of this phoneOh in this worldThere ain’t another like youMy little candy girlSo hard-hearted and cruelI think that’s whatKeeps me coming backI’m a fool for you cindy and I like it like thatI came to get you last nightCindy, at quarter to sixYour daddy came to the doorHe said cindy got sickShe got sent home from workWith a note from the nurseAnd my very presencewould make your condition worseBut it ain’t your health’cause well you sure look fineLittle girl it’s something elseThat’s on my mindWell you can give it to me’cause if it’s good enough for youIt’s good enough for meI don’t know whyI love you like I doYou make me cryAnd feel like such a foolI guess I like itWhen you hurt me this wayYou dish it out and I just put it away
Well, far between sundown's finish and midnight's broken toll
We ducked inside the doorway, thunder crashin'
As majestic bells of boats struck shadows in the sun;
Sayin', it may be the chimes of freedom flashin'
Flashin' for the warriors whose strength is not to fight;
Flashin' for the refugees on their unarmed road of flight.
And for each and every underdog soldier in the night
We gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashin'
Well, in the city's melted furnace unexpectedly we watched
With faces hidden here while the walls were tightenin'
As the echo of the wedding bells before the blowing rain;
Dissolved into the wild bales of lightnin'
Yeah, tollin' for the rebel, yeah, tollin' for the raked
Tollin' for the luckless, the abandoned and forsaked.
Yeah, tollin' for the outcasts burnin' constantly at stakes
And we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashin'
Oh yeah! (instrumental solo)
And then through a cloud-like curtain in a far off corner flashed
There's a hypnotic, splattered mist was slowly liftin'
Well, electric light still struck like arrows
Fired but for the ones condemned to drift or else be kept from driftin'
Well, tollin' for the searching ones on this speechless, secret trail
For the lonesome haunted lovers with too personal a tale.
And for each young heart for each channeled soul misplaced inside a jail
Yeah, we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashin'
Well, starry eyed and laughin' I recall when we were caught,
Trapped by no track of hours for they hang suspended
As we listened one last time, and we watched with one last look
Spellbound and swallowed "Has the tollin' ended?"
Yeah, tollin' for the achin' ones whose wounds cannot be nursed
For the countless, confused, accused, misused strung out ones at worst.
And for every hung out person in the whole wide universe
We gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashin'
When i was a little kid
I never liked to eat
Mom would put things on my plate
And i'd dump 'em on her feet
But then one day she made this soup
I ate it all in bed
I asked her what she put in it
And this is what she said:
"oh, chicken lips and lizard hips
And alligator eyes
Monkey legs and buzzard eggs
And salamander thighs
Rabbit ears and camel rears
And tasty toenail pies
Stir 'em all together
And it's mama's soup surprise"
I went into the bathroom
And i stood beside the sink
I said, "i'm feeling slightly ill
And i think i'd like a drink"
Mama said, "i've just the thing
I'll get it in a wink
It's full of lots of protein
And vitamins, i think"
"oh, chicken lips and lizard hips
And alligator eyes
Monkey legs and buzzard eggs
And salamander thighs
Rabbit ears and camel rears
And tasty toenail pies
Stir 'em all together
As I was walking down the street
Down the street, down the street
A pretty girl I chanced to meet
And we danced by the light of the moon
Buffalo gals won't you come out tonight
Come out tonight come out tonight
Buffalo gals won't you come out tonight
And we'll dance by the light of the moon
I danced with a gal with a hole in her stocking
And he knees was a-knockin' and her shoes was a'rockin'
I danced with a gal with a hole in her stocking
And we danced by the light of the moon
Buffalo gals won't you come out tonight
Come out tonight come out tonight
Buffalo gals won't you come out tonight
And we'll dance by the light of the moon
I danced with a gal with a hole in her stocking
And her knees was a-knockin' and her shoes was a-rockin'
I danced with a gal with a hole in her stocking
Bill Horton was a cautious man of the road
He walked lookin’ over his shoulder and remained faithful to its code
When something caught his eye he’d measure his need
And then very carefully he’d proceed
Billy met a young girl in the early days of May
It was there in her arms he let his cautiousness slip away
In their lovers twilight as the evening sky grew dim
He’d lay back in her arms and laugh at what had happened to him
On his right hand Billy’d tattooed the word love and on his left hand was the word fear
And in which hand he held his fate was never clear
Come Indian summer he took his young lover for his bride
And with his own hands built her a great house down by the riverside
Now Billy was an honest man he wanted to do what was right
He worked hard to fill their lives with happy days and loving night
Alone on his knees in the darkness for steadiness he’d pray
For he knew in a restless heart the seed of betrayal lay
One night Billy awoke from a terrible dream callin’ his wife’s name
She lay breathing beside him in a peaceful sleep, a thousand miles away
He got dressed in the moonlight and down to the highway he strode
When he got there he didn’t find nothing but road
Billy felt a coldness rise up inside him that he couldn’t name
Just as the words tattooed ’cross his knuckles he knew would always remain
At their bedside he brushed the hair from his wife’s face as the moon shone on her skin so white
In Candy's room there are pictures of her heroes on the wall
But to get to Candy's room you gotta walk the darkness of Candy's hall
Strangers from the city call my baby's number and they bring her toys
When I come knocking she smiles pretty she knows I wanna be Candy's boy
There's a sadness hidden in that pretty face
A sadness all her own from which no man can keep Candy safe
We kiss my heart's pumpin' to my brain
The blood rushes in my veins fire rushes towards the sky
We go driving driving deep into the night
I go driving deep into the light in Candy's eyes
She says baby if you wanna be wild you got a lot to learn, close your eyes
Let them melt let them fire let them burn
`Cause in the darkness there'll be hidden worlds that shine
When I hold Candy close she makes these hidden worlds mine
She has fancy clothes and diamond rings
She has men who'll give her anything she wants but they don't see
That what she wants is me, oh and I want her so
I'll never let her go no no no
She knows that I'd give all that I got to live
All that I want all that I live to make Candy mine
She drew out all her money out of the southern trustAnd put her little boy aboard a greyhound busLeaving louisiana for the golden westDown came the tears from her happinessHer own little son name ’o johnny b. goodeWas gonna make some motion pictures out in hollywoodBye, bye, bye, byeBye, bye, bye, byeBye bye johnnyGood bye johnny b. goodeShe remembered taking money out from gathering cropAnd buying johnny’s guitar at a broker shopAs long as he would play it by the railroad sideAnd wouldn’t get in trouble he was satisfiedBut never thought that there would come a day like thisWhen she would have to give her son a goodbye kissGoingBye, bye, bye, byeBye, bye, bye, byeBye bye johnnyGood bye johnny b. goodeShe finally got the letter she was dreaming ofJohnny wrote and told her he had fell in loveAs soon as he was married he would bring her backAnd build a mansion for ’em by the railroad trackSo every time they heard the locomotive roarThey’d be a’ standin’, a’ wavin’ by the kitchen doorHowlingBye, bye, bye, byeBye, bye, bye, byeBye bye johnnyGood bye johnny b. goode
If you love this land of the free
Bring 'em home, bring 'em home
Bring them back from overseas
Bring 'em home, bring 'em home
It will make the politicians sad, I know
Bring 'em home, bring 'em home
They wanna tangle with their foe
Bring 'em home, bring 'em home
They wanna test their grand theories
Bring 'em home, bring 'em home
With the blood of you and me
Bring 'em home, bring 'em home
We'll give no more brave young lives
Bring 'em home, bring 'em home
For the gleam in someone's eyes
Bring 'em home, bring 'em home
The men will cheer and the boys will shout
Bring 'em home, bring 'em home
And we will all turn out
Bring 'em home, bring 'em home
The church bells will ring with joy
Bring 'em home, bring 'em home
To welcome our darling girls and boys
Bring 'em home, bring 'em home
We will lift their voice in song
Bring 'em home, bring 'em home
When Johnny comes marching home
Bring 'em home, bring 'em home
Bring 'em home, bring 'em home
Bring 'em home, bring 'em home
Bring 'em home, bring 'em home
Bring 'em home, bring 'em home
Bring 'em home, bring 'em home
Bring 'em home, bring 'em home
Bring them back from the overseas
Bring 'em home, bring 'em home
Bring 'em home, bring 'em home
Bring 'em home, bring 'em home
If you love this land of free
Bring 'em home, bring 'em home
Bring 'em home, bring 'em home
Bring 'em home, bring 'em home
Bring them back from the overseas
Sonny abandoned his car last night
Had a meeting on the docks with a light blue Monterrey
To breakaway
Sonny was playing all his cards last night
In a hotel room he dealt his life away
To breakaway
Now the promises and the lies they demand it
Let the hearts that have been broken stand as the price you pay
To breakaway, oh, breakaway, oh Ronde, Ronde, Ronde, Ronde Ray
To breakaway
Janie slipped from behind the bar last night
Cashed out and walked onto streets rainy and grey
To breakaway
Janie slid into a car last night (sha la la la, sha la la la)
In a parking lot she gave her soul away (sha la la la, sha la la la, sha la la la, sha la la la)
To breakaway (sha la la la, sha la la la)
Now the promises and the lies they demand it
Let the hearts that have been broken stand as the price you pay
To breakaway, oh, breakaway, oh Ronde, Ronde, Ronde, Ronde Ray
To breakaway
[sax solo]
Bobby lay 'neath a sheet of stars last night
His back on blacktop still warm from the heat of the day
From breakaway
Bobby went down hard last night (sha la la la, sha la la la)
Saw a shooting star as the evening light slipped away (sha la la la, sha la la la, sha la la la, sha la la la)
From breakaway (sha la la la, sha la la la)
Now the promises and the lies they demand it
Let the hearts that have been broken stand as the price you pay
To breakaway, oh, breakaway, oh Ronde, Ronde, Ronde, Ronde Ray
From breakaway (sha la la la, sha la la la)
Oh breakaway (sha la la la, sha la la la)
To breakaway (sha la la la, sha la la la)
To breakaway (sha la la la, sha la la la)
To breakaway (sha la la la)
How many roads must a man walk down
Before you can call him a man
Yes 'n how many seas must a white dove sail
Before she sleeps in the sand
Yes and how many times must the cannonballs fly
Before they're forever banned
The answer my friend is blowing in the wind
The answer is blowing in the wind
Yes and how many years can a mountain exist
Before it is washed to the sea
Yes and how many years can some people exist
Before they're allowed to be free
Yes and how many times can a man turn his head
And pretend that he just doesn't see
The answer my friend is blowing in the wind
The answer is blowing in the wind
Yes and how many times must a man look up
Before he can see the sky
Yes and how many ears must one man have
Before he can hear people cry
Yes and how many deaths will it take 'till he knows
That too many people have died
The answer my friend is blowing in the wind
Raney William's playground was among Haven's streets
Where he ran past melted candles and flower wreaths
Names and photos of the young black faces
Whose death and blood consecrated these places
Raney's mother said Raney stay at my side
For you are my blessing, you are my pride
It's your love here that keeps my soul alive
I want you to come home from school and stay inside
Raney'd do his work and put his books away
There was a channel showed a Western movie everyday
And that brought him home books on the black cowboys of the Oklahoma range
The Seminole scouts that fought the tribes of the Great Plains
Summer come and the days grew long
Raney always had his mother's smile to depend on
Along the street of stray bullets he made his way
To the warmth of her arms at the end of each day
Come the Fall, the rain flooded these homes
In Ezekiel's valley of dry bones
It fell hard and dark to the ground
It fell without a sound
And they took up with a man whose business was the boulevard
Whose smile was fixed in a face that was never off guard
In the pipes 'neath the kitchen sink his secrets are kept
In the day, behind drawn curtains in the next bedroom he slept
And she got lost in the days
The smile Raney depended on dusted away
The arms that held him were no more his own
He lay at night his head pressed to her chest listening to the ghost in her bones
In the kitchen, Raney slipped his hand between the pipes
From a brown bag pulled five hundred dollar bills and stuck it in his coat side
Stood in the dark at his mother's bed
Brushed her hair and kissed her eyes
In the twilight Raney walked to the station on streets of stone
Through Pennsylvania and Ohio his train drifted on
Through the small towns of Indiana the big train crept
As he lay his head back on his seat and slept
He woke and the towns gave way to muddy fields of green
Corn and cotton and endless nothing in between
Over the rutted hills of Oklahoma the red sun slipped and was gone
Bishop danced with a thumbscrew womanDid a double-quick back-flip and slid across the floorThe catholic traffic flowed freely across the riverAnd fiddlestick fiddled quick out the front doorBaby dumpling, mama’s in the back treeIf the bough breaks mama might fallLittle sad and only, baby don’t be lonelyMama knows ’rithmetic, knows how to take a fallMama knows ’rithmetic, knows how to take a fallAnd the kids are cryingFlapjacks, make’em fat, early in the morningLittle jack, grab your hatHear the breakfast callMuskrat, bad old cat, kick him in the fireplaceThere’s someone in the kitchen blowing dinah on theirHornThere’s someone in the kitchen blowing dinah like they’reBornMaverick daddy got one-night prizeThe glides like a monkey-mule kickin’ on the backslideOver hill, over hill, daddy don’t you spill nowPapa got a switch-stick, he’s pumping little billPapa got a switch-stick, he’s pumping little billAnd bill, he’s cryingTomahawk, tomahawk, daddy better duck outThe mohawks, the mohawks, they’re still out there in the woodsMolatar, okenah, running through my dreams nowWith fire on their fingertips and injun’s screamsFire on their fingertips and feathers made of moonbeamsEarly in the morning the cannoneer criedI seem the sailor’s warning in the western skyOh mountain man, if you can, cut me down a fir treeBranches full of candlesticks for baby and meAnd my darling cried, she said, honey, the weather vaneLately it’s been pointin’ the way to heavenScatterbrains, scatterbrains, watch out where you fall champagne, champagne,A round for all the old choirboysThey’re bustin’ off the altar chasingDinah through the hallThey’re bustin’ off the altar chasingDinah through the hallAnd like kids they’re cryingFlapjacks, make ’em fat, early in the morningLittle jack, grab your hatHear the breakfast callMuskrat, bad old cat, kick him in the fireplaceThere’s someone in the kitchen blowingDinah on their hornThere’s someone in the kitchen blowingDinah like they’re born.
Well my soul checked out missing as I sat listening
To the hours and minutes tickin' away
Yeah just sittin' around waitin' for my life to begin
While it was all just slippin' away
I'm tired of waitin' for tomorrow to come
Or that train to come roarin' 'round the bend
I got a new suit of clothes a pretty red rose
And a woman I can call my friend
These are better days baby
Yeah there's better days shining through
These are better days baby
Better days with a girl like you
Well I took a piss at fortune's sweet kiss
It's like eatin' caviar and dirt
It's sad funny ending to find yourself pretending
A rich man in a poor man's shirt
Now my ass was draggin' when from a passin' gypsy wagon
Your heart like a diamond shone
Tonight I'm layin' in your arms carvin' lucky charms
Out of these hard luck bones
These are better days baby
These are better days it's true
These are better days
There's better days shining through
Now a life of leisure and a pirate's treasure
Don't make much for tragedy
But it's a sad man my friend who's livin' in his own skin
And can't stand the company
Every fool's got a reason for feelin' sorry for himself
And turning his heart to stone
Tonight this fool's halfway to heaven and just a mile outta hell
And I feel like I'm comin' home
These are better days baby
There's better days shining through
These are better days
Better days with a girl like you
These are better days baby
These are better days it's true
These are better days
Take me now baby here as I am
Pull me close try and understand
I work all day out in the hot sun
Stay with me now till the mornin' comes
Come on now try and understand
The way I feel when I'm in your hands
Take me now as the sun descends
They can't hurt you now
They can't hurt you now
They can't hurt you now
Because the night belongs to lovers
Because the night belongs to us
Because the night belongs to lovers
Because the night belongs to us
What I got I have earned
What I'm not I have learned
Desire and hunger is the fire I breathe
Just stay in my bed till the morning comes
Come on now try and understand
The way I feel when I'm in your hands
Take me now as the sun descends
They can't hurt you now
They can't hurt you now
They can't hurt you now
Because the night belongs to lovers
Because the night belongs to us
Because the night belongs to lovers
Because the night belongs to us
Your love is here and now
The vicious circle turns and burns without
Though I cannot live forgive me now
The time has come to take this moment and
They can't hurt us now
Because the night belongs to lovers
Because the night belongs to us
Because the night belongs to lovers
Light's out tonight
Trouble in the heartland
Got a head-on collision
Smashin' in my guts, man
I'm caught in a crossfire
I don't understand
But there's one thing I know for sure
I don't give a damn
For the same old played out scenes
I don't give a damn for just the in-betweens
Honey, I want the heart, I want the soul
I want control right now
Talk about a dream, try to make it real
You wake up in the night
With a fear so real
You spend your life waiting
For a moment that just don't come
Don't waste your time waiting
Badlands, you gotta live it everyday
Let the broken hearts stand
As the price you've gotta pay
Keep pushin' till it's understood
These Badlands start treating us good
Workin' in the field
Till you get your back burned
Workin' 'neath the wheels
Till you get your facts learned
Baby, I got my facts
Learned real good right now
Get it straight
Poor man wanna be rich
Rich man wanna be king
And a king ain't satisfied
Till he rules everything
Wanna go out tonight
Wanna find out what I got
I believe in the love that you gave me
I believe in the faith that could save me
I believe in the hope
And I pray that some day
It may raise me above these
Badlands, gotta live it everyday
Let the broken hearts stand
As the price you've gotta pay
Keep pushin' till it's understood
These Badlands start treating us good
Whoa, whoa
For the ones who had a notion
A notion deep inside
That it ain't no sin
To be glad you're alive
Wanna find one face
That ain't looking through me
Wanna find one place
I wanna spit in the face of these
Badlands, you gotta live it everyday
Let the broken hearts stand
As the price you've gotta pay
Keep pushin' till it's understood
These Badlands start treating us good
Whoa, whoa, Badlands
Whoa, whoa, Badlands
Whoa, whoa, Badlands
Whoa, whoa, Badlands
I see a bad moon rising
I see troubles on the way
I see earthquakes and lightning
I see bad times today
Don't go 'round tonight
Well, it's bound to take your life
There's a bad moon on the rise
I hear hurricanes a-blowin'
I know the end it's coming soon
I fear rivers overflowing
I hear the voice of rage and ruin
Don't go 'round tonight
Well, it's bound to take your life
There's a bad moon on the rise
Hope you got your things together
Hope you're quite prepared to die
Looks like we're in for nasty weather
One eye is taken for an eye
Don't go 'round tonight
Well, it's bound to take your life
There's a bad moon on the rise
Don't go 'round tonight
Well, it's bound to take your life
He was a bouncer in a joint called Tony's Body Shop
She was a night cashier down at the Stop 'n' Shop
He was kinda good-lookin'
And she was kinda fun
They met 'neath that big oak tree
Out where the river runs
Little Angelyne, little Angelyne
As the sun goes down and the moonlight shines
Back of a greyhound bus sit two lovers entwined
Just Big Bill and little Angelyne
She was just in from Texas, didn't know her way around
So he took her to a roadhouse on the edge of town
In the beerhall light she looked so fine
And so he popped the question that was on his mind
It was a simple affair, only a friend or two
Preacher asked if they did, they said they do
She bought two tickets with her Daddy's American Express
And hopped a greyhound bus in her wedding dress
Little Angelyne, little Angelyne
As the sun goes down and the moonlight shines
Back of a greyhound bus sit two lovers entwined
Just Big Bill and little Angelyne
In a six dollar motel with the honey bun
With seven glorious days in the Nevada sun
He played the tables, she pumped the slots full of dimes
They came back broke but they had a good time
Now many fell apart in the years come and gone
But Big Bill and little Angel they'd last on and on
They held together when the times grew thin
A little boy that looked like her, and a girl that looked like him
So mister don't you pay it no mind
Let the sun go down and the moonlight shine
Back of a greyhound bus sit two lovers entwined
Just Big Bill and little Angelyne
Little Angelyne, little Angelyne
As the sun goes down and the moonlight shines
Back of a greyhound bus sit two lovers entwined
Just Big Bill and little Angelyne
Little Angelyne, little Angelyne
As the sun goes down and the moonlight shines
Back of a greyhound bus sit two lovers entwined
The moon hung like a shadow on a rung over shangaiThem soldier boys were returning home screaming banzaiAnd the kids are still playing their gamesGettin hustled and rustled out in the rainAs I sat inside listening to the broadcastOh save my soul sweet rock’n’roll ’cause I’m sinkin’ fastAnd then the band playedOut of nowhere, it was alrightWell now the legendary chaplain of the fightin’ 51st was gettin’ ready to goI said: padre, do you know a cheap virgin who like to tango? He said: you can try linda lee,Around the corner and across the seaOh word is out word is out she’s fastOh blow me down linda ’cause I’m sinkin’ fastYes and them cats are sure getting fatDown in the train yardAnd the sandman brings them dreamsTo ship out in boxcarsThe union says hold, break out the dice, break out the goldIt’s lunchtime at lastAnd old big mama said: georges raft’s tonight on the late showShe sits straddlin’ a kitchen chair, really gung-hoShe shivers with chills, wet with her slot-card thrillsHypnotically lost in the glassAnd we all sigh with the sunriseAs we watch the credits passAnd the little blue dot went awayAnd then the morning cloak fell downLike a hoax over sleepytownThem garbage truck vigilantes out making their last roundsThe inheritor he sipped his beerAnd poked fun at the queerAnd threatened to kick his assAnd the bell rings, a horn blowsAnd he’s outside pumpin’ gasBut the things were movin’ so slow tonightSo the kid goes back inside the stationAnd turns on his radio to his local am stationAnd then the band playedRight on the radio, it was alrightAnd the boys in the band sungAnd the band played, everybody
41 shots
41 shots
41 shots
41 shots
41 shots
41 shots
41 shots
41 shots
41 shots, and we'll take that ride
Across this bloody river to the other side
41 shots, they cut through the night
You're kneeling over his body in the vestibule
Praying for his life
Is it a gun?
Is it a knife?
Is it a wallet?
This is your life
It ain't no secret (it ain't no secret)
It ain't no secret (it ain't no secret)
Ain't no secret my friend
You can get killed just for living in your american skin
41 shots
41 shots
41 shots
41 shots
41 shots, lena gets her son ready for school
She says now on these streets charles
You got to understand the rules
Promise me if an officer stops you'll always be polite
Never ever run away and promise mama you'll keep your hands in sight
Cause is it a gun?
Is it a knife?
Is it a wallet?
This is your life
It ain't no secret (it ain't no secret)
It ain't no secret (it ain't no secret)
No secret my friend
You can get killed just for living in your american skin
41 shots
41 shots
41 shots
41 shots
Is it a gun?
Is it a knife?
Is it a wallet?
This is your life
It ain't no secret (it ain't no secret)
It ain't no secret (it ain't no secret)
It ain't no secret (it ain't no secret)
41 shots and we'll take that ride
Across this bloody river to the other side
41 shots my boots caked in mud
We're baptized in these waters and in each other's blood
Is it a gun?
Is it a knife?
Is it a wallet?
This is your life
It ain't no secret (it ain't no secret)
It ain't no secret (it ain't no secret)
No secret my friend
You can get killed just for living in
You can get killed just for living in
You can get killed just for living in
Your american skin
41 shots
41 shots
41 shots
41 shots
41 shots
41 shots
Wasn't I always
A friend to you?
Wasn't I always
A friend to you?
Do you wanna
Be my friend?
Ooh, ooh
Do you wanna
Be my friend?
Ooh, ooh
Every once in a while
Honey
Let your love show
Every once in a while
Honey
Let yourself show
Nobody gets hurt
No, no
Ooh, ooh
Nobody gets hurt
Well
We came here as two
We laid down as one
I don't care
If I'm not your only
What I see in you
You see in me
But if I be wrong
Smoke my smoke
Drink my wine
Bury
My snakeskin boots
Somewhere
I'll never find
Still be
Your lover baby
Oo, oo, oo
Wasn't I always
A friend to you?
Wasn't I always
A friend to you?
Do you wanna
Be my friend?
Ooh ooh
Do you wanna
Be my friend?
Ooh, ooh
Every once in a while
Honey
Let yourself go
Every once in a while
Honey
Let yourself show
Nobody gets hurt
No, no
Ooh ooh
Nobody gets hurt
Well
I could be
An astronaut
On the wrong side
Of the moon
Or wrapped up
Like a baby
On a bus under you
Wherever I go
You go with me
But if I do you wrong
Take the master suite
I'll take the floor
Sleep in late
Get some rest
I'll get mine
Still be
Your lover baby
Oo, oo, oo
Wasn't I always
A friend to you?
Wasn't I always
A friend to you?
Every once in a while
Honey
Let your love show
Every once in a while
Honey let yourself
Nobody gets hurt
It's only love
Love, love
Oo, oo, oo
Wasn't I always
A friend to you?
Wasn't I always
A friend to you?
Wasn't I always
A friend to you?
Wasn't I always
I got a dollar in my pocket
There ain’t a cloud up above
I got a picture in a locket
That says baby I love you
Well if you didn’t look then boys
Then fellas don’t go lookin’ now
Well here she comes a-walkin’
All that heaven will allow
Say hey there mister bouncer
Now all I wanna do is dance
But I swear I left my wallet
Back home in my workin’ pants
C’mon Slim slip me in man
I’ll make it up to you somehow
I can’t be late I got a date
With all that heaven will allow
Rain and storm and dark skies
Well now they don’t mean a thing
If you got a girl that loves you
And who wants to wear your ring
So c’mon mister trouble
We’ll make it through you somehow
We’ll fill this house with all the love
All that heaven will allow
Now some may wanna die young man
Young and gloriously
Get it straight now mister
Hey buddy that ain’t me
’Cause I got something on my mind
That sets me straight and walkin’ proud
And I want all the time
Said you'd give me just a little kiss
and you'd rock me for a little while
Well you'd slip me just a piece of it
Listen up my little child
I want it all or nothin' at all
I want it all or nothin' at all
Said you'd take me for a little dance
If you had a little time on your hands
Well all I do is push and shove
Just to get a little piece of your love
I want it all or nothin' at all
I want it all or nothin' at all
Well now I don't wanna be greedy
But when it comes to love there ain't no doubt
You just ain't gonna get what y you want
With one foot in bed and one foot out
You got to give it all or nothin' at all
All or nothin' at all
Now I only got a little time
So if you're gonna change your mind
Then shout out what you're thinkin' of
If what you're thinkin' of is love
I want it all or nothin' at all
I want it all or nothin' at all
I want to have it all or nothin' at all
I want it all or nothin' at all
I want it all or nothin' at all
Adam raised a Cain
In the summer that I was baptized
My father held me to his side
As they put me to the water
He said how on that day I cried
We were prisoners of love a love in chains
He was standin' in the door I was standin' in the rain
With the same hot blood burning in our veins
Adam raised a Cain
All of the old faces Ask you why you're back
They fit you with position
And the keys to your daddy's Cadillac
In the darkness of your room
Your mother calls you by your true name
You remember the faces the places the names
You know it's never over it's relentless as the rain Adam raised a Cain
In the Bible Cain slew Abel
And East of Eden he was cast
You're born into this life paying
For the sins of somebody else's past
Daddy worked his whole life for nothing but the pain
Now he walks these empty rooms looking for something to blame
You inherit the sins you inherit the flames
Adam raised a Cain
Hear me now!
I was born 13th child, ‘neath the 13th moon
Spit out all hungry and born anew
Daddy drag me to the river tie me in rocks
Throw me in where it’s deep and wide
I go down, I don’t die
Hole in the river bottom, I crawl through
Come back kill six brothers and sisters, kill papa too
Sway down Mama, sway down low
They gonna know me wherever I go
Into my bed with her kerosene my mama creep
Set my flesh to burning, whilst I sleep
I burn, burn, burn, till my soul burn black
Black rains fall, I come back, I come back
Get down Mama, get down low
They gonna know me wherever I go
16 witches, cast 16 spells
Make me a guitar outta skin and human skull
Sing you a song like the wind in the sandy loam
Bring you baby out your happy home
Ram’s head, forked tail, clove hoof, love’s my trail
I sup on your body, sip on your blood like wine
Out world theirs, this world mine
So kiss me baby till it hurts
God lost in heaven, we lost on earth
Sway down Mama, sway down low
They gonna know me wherever I go
Wherever I go, wherever I go
Well I got a brand new lover
I love her yes I do,
It’s cloudy out in pittsburghIt’s rainin’ in saigonSnow’s fallin’ all across the michigan lineWell she sits by the light of her christmas treeWith the radio softly onThinkin’ how a good man is so hard to findWell once she had a fellaOnce she was somebody’s girlAnd she gave all she had that one last timeNow there’s a little girl asleep in the back roomShe’s gonna have to tell about the meanness in this worldAnd how a good man is so hard to findWell there’s pictures on the table by her bedHim in his dress greens and her in her wedding whiteShe remembers how the world was the day he leftAnd now how that world is deadAnd a good man is so hard to findShe got no time now for casanovasYeah those days are goneShe don’t want that anymore, she’s made up her mindJust somebody to hold herAs the night gets onWhen a good man is so hard to findWell she shuts off the tvAnd without a wordInto bed she climbsWell she thinks how it was all so wastedAnd how expendable their dreams all wereWhen a good man was so hard to findWell it’s cloudy out in pittsburgh
baby, i've been down
but never this down
i've been lost
but never this lost
this is my confession
i need your heart
in this depression
i need your heart
baby, i've been low
but never this low
i've had my faith shaken
but never hopeless
this is my confession
i need your heart
in this depression
i need your heart
and i've always been strong
but i've never felt so weak
and all my prayers have gone for nothing
i've been without love
but never forsaken
now the morning sun
the morning sun is breaking
this is my confession
i need your heart
in this depression
i need your heart
this is my confession
i need your heart
in this depression
i need your heart
this is my confession
i need your heart
in this depression
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.
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.
It’s midnight down in sector twoLittle girl walkin’ dressed in innocence and coolOnly fourteen and dressed up for the scoreHold that breath now boy, he(? )She dances, baby, to the beatOf breaking glass and running feetDown in white townDown in white townDown in white townOh, she comes home from work and grabs something to eatTurn the corner and walks down her streetIn a row of houses, chic, shiny and dirty and greyDisappears like the scenery in another man’s playAnd as she dances, oh, to the beatOh the trooper stickin’ dresses for the number on the sheetDown in white townDown in white townDown in white townDown in white townYeah, mr. outside, you’re walkin’ so freeIf you turn your eyes so you don’t seeYou act like you’re the hand turns the keyAnd you become the hand that turns the keyAnd no matter how I try I cannot understandThe way that they will turn a manInto a stranger in his own landDown in white town(repeat to fade)
The Skulls met the Pythons
Down at the First Street station
Alliances have been made in alleyways
All across the nation
These boys live off the milk of a silver jet
And the love of sweet young women
Now the Pythons are down from old Englishtown
And they're looking to do some livin'
Well the leader of the Pythons
Is a kid they just call Zero
Now Terry's pop says these kids are some kind of monsters
But Terry says "No, pop, they're just plain heroes"
Zero and Terry they found a love that burnes like wildfire
Now Terry's daddy understood that this Zero was no good
A child, a thief and a liar
Well from out of the darkness that breaks the dawn
Zero rode like twilight
He said "Tonight's the night, Blind Terry, come on"
Terry come on, tonight is the night
Pack your bags, baby
And together they ran like reindeers through the street
Like tomorrow the earth was gonna catch on fire
Now Terry's dad hired some troopers to kill Zero and bring Terry back home
They crawled up in the night
Like firelight
Now snow-white troopers from the council of crime
Rode silver foxes through Terry's field
Oh they met the Pythons down on Route 9 but they refused to yield
The Pythons fought with buzz guns
And the troopers with swords like light
And Zero and Terry they ran away
And the gang fought all through the night
Well now some folks say Zero and Terry got away
Other said they were caught and brought back
But still young pilgrims to this day
Go to that spot way down by the railroad track
Where the Troopers met the Pythons
Old timers cry on a hot August night
If you look hard enough, if you try
You'll catch Zero and Terry and all the Pythons
Oh just hiking them streets of the sky
Just walkin', hiking the streets of the sky
Just hiking the streets of the sky
Here in northeast Ohio, back in eighteen-o-three
James and Dean Heaton found the ore that was linin‘ yellow creek
They built a blast furnace here along the shore
And they made the cannonballs that helped the Union win the war
Here in Youngstown, here in Youngstown
My sweet Jenny I’m sinkin‘ down, here darlin‘ in Youngstown
Well my daddy worked the furnaces, kept them hotter than hell
I come home from Nam worked my way to scarfer, a job that’d suit the devil as well
Taconite coke and limestone fed my children and made my pay
Them smokestacks reached like the arms of god into a beautiful sky of soot and clay
Here in Youngstown, here in Youngstown
My sweet Jenny I’m sinkin‘ down, here darlin‘ in Youngstown
Well my daddy come home from Ohio works when he came home from World War 2
Now the yard’s just scrap and scrubble
He said: „ Them big boys did what Hitler couldn’t do“
These mills they built the tanks and bombs that won these country’s wars
We sent our sons to Korea and Vietnam now we’re wonderin‘ what they were dyin’for
Here in Youngstown, here in Youngstown
My sweet Jenny I’m sinkin‘ down, here darlin‘ in Youngstown
From the Monongahela valley to the Mesabi iron range
To the coal mines of Appalachia the story’s always the same
Seven hundred tons of metal a day now sir you tell me the world’s changed
Once I made you rich enough rich enough to forget my name
And Youngstown, and Youngstown
My sweet Jenny I’m sinkin‘ down, here darlin‘ in Youngstown
When I die I don’t want no part of heaven, I would not do heaven’s work well
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
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
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
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
Out here the nights are long, the days are lonely
I think of you and I'm working on a dream
I'm working on a dream
Now the cards I've drawn's a rough hand, darling
I straighten the back and I'm working on a dream
I'm working on a dream
Come on!
I'm working on a dream
Though sometimes it feels so far away
I'm working on a dream
And I know it will be mine someday
Rain pourin' down, I swing my hammer
My hands are rough from working on a dream
I'm working on a dream
Let's go!
I'm working on a dream
Though trouble can feel like it's here to stay
I'm working on a dream
Well our love will chase trouble away
Alright!
[whistling interlude]
That's professional whistling right there!
I'm working on a dream
Though it can feel so far away
I'm working on a dream
Our love will make it real someday
The sun rise up, I climb the ladder
The new day breaks and I'm working on a dream
I'm working on a dream
I'm working on a dream
I'm working on a dream
Hey!
I'm working on a dream
Though it can feel so far away
I'm working on a dream
Our love will make it real someday
I'm working on a dream
Though it can feel so far away
I'm working on a dream
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
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)
I hold you in my arms as the band plays
What are those words whispered
baby
just as you turn away?
I saw you last night out on the edge of town
I wanna read your mind to know just what I've got
in this new thing I found.
So tell me what I see when I look in your eyes
Is that you
baby
or just a brilliant disguise?
I heard somebody call your name from underneath our willow
I saw something tucked in shame underneath your pillow.
Well
I've tried so hard
baby
but I just can't see
What a woman like you is doing with me.
So tell me who I see when I look in your eyes
Is that you
baby
or just a brilliant disguise?
Now look at me
baby
struggling to do everything right
And then it all falls apart
when out go the lights.
I'm just a lonely pilgrim
I walk this world in wealth
I wanna know if it's you I don't trust
'Cause I damn sure don't trust myself.
Now you play the loving woman
I play the faithful man
But just don't look too close into the palm of my hand.
We stood at the altar
the gypsy swore our future was right
But come the wee wee hours
maybe
baby
the gypsy lied.
So when you look at me you better look hard and look twice:
Is that me
baby
or just a brilliant disguise?
Tonight our bed is cold
I'm lost in the darkness of our love
We are trav'ling in the footsteps
Of those who've gone before,
And we'll all be reunited,
On a new and sunlit shore,
Oh, when the saints go marching in
Oh, when the saints go marching in
Lord, how I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in
And when the sun refuse to shine
And when the sun refuse to shine
Lord, how I want to be in that number
When the sun refuse to shine
And when the moon turns red with blood
And when the moon turns red with blood
Lord, how I want to be in that number
When the moon turns red with blood
Oh, when the trumpet sounds its call
Oh, when the trumpet sounds its call
Lord, how I want to be in that number
When the trumpet sounds its call
Some say this world of trouble,
Is the only one we need,
But I'm waiting for that morning,
Now you say you have a friend, you trust him with your life
You trust him with your money, you trust him with your kids
You'd even trust him with your wife
You better watch what's goin' on when the lights are out
When the night is dark, when there ain't nobody lookin' around
Yeah when the lights are out, down in this dirty little town
Well now the world is dark and funny, better listen up to what I say
You ain't gonna know what's going on by what you see in the light of day
You gotta watch what's goin' on when the lights are out
When the night is dark, when there ain't nobody lookin' around
Yeah when the lights are out in this dirty little town
Now you swear that she trusted you
Within reason I understand
But you kept slippin' in late at night
And in the mornin' you had that smell on your hands
Well now the world is turning, Rome is burning
Me, I'm watching and I'm learning
They say sure as God's hand and the tickin' of the clock
The lord's light'll shine under every slimy rock
Well last night I slept the sleep of fear
And I heard God's voice whisper in my ear
He said you better watch what's going on when the lights are out
When the night is dark, when there ain't nobody lookin' around
there is a cross up yonder up on calvary hill
there is a slip of blood on a silver knife
there is a graveyard kid down below
where at night did come to life
and above the stars, they crackle in fire
a dead man's moon throws seven rings
well, we put our ears to the cold grave stones
this is the song they'd sing
we are alive
and though our bodies lie alone here in the dark
our spirits rise to carry the fire and light the spark
to stand shoulder to shoulder and heart to heart
a voice cried out, i was killed in maryland in 1877
when the railroad workers made their stand
well, i was killed in 1963 one sunday morning in birmingham
well, i died last year crossing the southern desert
my children left behind in san pablo
well they left our bodies here to rot
oh please let them know
we are alive
oh, and though we lie alone here in the dark
our souls will rise to carry the fire and light the spark
to fight shoulder to shoulder and heart to heart
let your mind rest easy, sleep well my friend
it's only our bodies that betray us in the end
i awoke last night in a dark and dreamy deep
from my head to my feet, my body gone stone cold
there were worms crawling all around me
fingers scratching at an earth black and six foot low
and alone in the blackness of my grave
alone i'd been left to die
then i heard voices calling all around me
the earth rose above me, my eyes filled with sky
we are alive
and though our bodies lie alone here in the dark
our souls and spirits rise
to carry the fire and light the spark
to fight shoulder to shoulder and heart to heart
to stand shoulder to shoulder and heart to heart
What is it good for ?
Absolutely nothing !
What is it good for ?
Absolutely nothing !
War is something that I despise
For it means destruction of innocent lives
For it means tears in thousands of mothers' eyes
When their sons go out to fight to give their lives
What is it good for ?
Absolutely nothing !
Say it again
What is it good for ?
Absolutely nothing !
It's nothing but a heartbreaker
Friend only to the undertaker
War is the enemy of all mankind
The thought of war blows my mind
Handed down from generation to generation
Induction destruction
Who wants to die
What is it good for ?
Absolutely nothing !
Say it again
What is it good for ?
Absolutely nothing !
War has shattered many young men's dreams
Made them disabled bitter and meanLife is too precious to be fighting wars
each day
War can't give life it can only take it away
It's nothing but a heartbreaker
Friend only to the undertaker
Peace love and understanding
There must be some place for these things today
They say we must fight to keep our freedom
But Lord there's gotta be a better way
That's better than
What is it good for ?
Absolutely nothing !
Say it again
What is it good for ?
Put on my blue suede shoes and I boarded the plane
Touched down in the land of the Delta Blues
In the middle of the pouring rain
W.C. Handy, won't you look down over me?
Yeah, I got a first class ticket but I'm as blue as a boy can be
Then I'm walking in Memphis
I was walking with my feet ten feet off of Beale
Walking in Memphis
But do I really feel the way I feel?
Saw the ghost of Elvis on Union Avenue
Followed him up to the gates of Graceland
Then I watched him walk right through
Now security they did not see him
They just hovered 'round his tomb
But there's a pretty little thing
Waiting for the King
Down in the Jungle Room
Then I was walking in Memphis
I was walking with my feet ten feet off of Beale
Walking in Memphis
But do I really feel the way I feel?
They've got catfish on the table, they've got gospel in the air
And Reverend Green, be glad to see you
When you haven't got a prayer?
But boy you've got a prayer in Memphis
Now, Muriel plays piano every Friday at the Hollywood
And they brought me down to see her
And they asked me if I would do a little number
And I sang with all my might
And she said, “Tell me, are you a Christian child?"
And I said "Ma'am, I am tonight"
Walking in Memphis
I was walking with my feet ten feet off of Beale
Walking in Memphis
But do I really feel the way I feel?
Walking in Memphis
I was walking with my feet ten feet off of Beale
Walking in Memphis
But do I really feel the way I feel?
Put on my blue suede shoes and I boarded the plane
Touched down in the land of the Delta blues
In the middle of the pouring rain
Touched down in the land of the Delta blues
It's rainin' but there ain't a cloud in the sky
Musta been a tear from your eye
Everything'll be okay
Funny thought I felt a sweet summer breeze
Musta been you sighin' so deep
Don't worry we're gonna find a way
I'm waitin', waitin' on a sunny day
Gonna chase the clouds away
Waitin' on a sunny day
Without you I'm workin' with the rain fallin' down
Half a party in a one dog town
I need you to chase the blues away
Without you I'm a drummer girl that can't keep a beat
And ice cream truck on a deserted street
I hope that you're coming to stay
I'm waitin', waitin' on a sunny day
Gonna chase the clouds away
Waitin' on a sunny day
Hard times baby, well they come to tell us all
Sure as the tickin' of the clock on the wall
Sure as the turnin' of the night into day
Your smile girl, brings the mornin' light to my eyes
Lifts away the blues when I rise
Behind the walls where heat lightning fallsOn five starred gnat-faced princessThe buffalo man shoots at the tin catsTurns and shouts children, blow your bridgesOn death row halls where dustmen stallWhere time’s an enemy and a friendAt night jackals crawl from the cracks in the wallsAnd salvation is never spokenMorning sickness breaks the garrison gateThe cavalry cries for treasonThe soldier strokes his pony and goes to shine the captain’s swordIn this young boy’s eyes lie reasonAnd the sergeant bursts in and cries I caught a prisoner, captain,A prisoner, what ho !The captain looks up and says let her goBut captain, she patrols the light ships that patrol the sea aroundThe rainbow tips, whose bagpiper wail unbrokenShe haunts the night and the dawnin’ lightOn her sounds and words your cavalry chokin’ The captain says have no fear, boysFor what you hearBecause danger can’t be spoken The whirlwind crackles and I hear the rustle of shacklesFrom the stockade door bursts merlinHis eyes red, and swollen, like they’ve been pushed into the sunHis robes aflame and burnin’He jumps a horse, tries to get awayBut he gets caught in his eyes, tangled in his eyesHe falls to the ground, his neck is brokenHis spirit rises high in the western skyThe magician lies an empty tokenThe sergeant walks over and kicks his bodyAnd says captain, he’s dead - what shall we do with him ? The captain says hang himFor though his live moments on this earth are well spentAnd I can se his body is sure well bentIt’s magic that must be broken Now night cradles lowThe penniless weed plays wrath felt in the captain’s cornerWith anvil spread wide, the captain glidesEach blow to scare her, not to hurt herShe spits what truth at the captain’s bootsBut he holds his rage suspendedThe sergeant comes in stinkin’ of soldier’s ginAnd cries captain, the storm she blows unendingOh and the lightning cracked and the sky was hackedBy dagger rain it was tornAnd the yard was charged into a raging seaAnd the captain ran crazilyFor the first time in his life, in the captain’s heartFear was bornThe captain storms out on the stoop, panic strikesHe sees merlin’s hung body stretched by the neckSilhouetted on his doorThe sergeant screams captain, look high, look to the sky !Some whirling, swirling emission ...But the captain falls to his knees crying silent pleas’cause he knows, he knows, and he thinks to himselfA magician...
Rainy night down in the engine houseSleepin’ just as still as a mouseA man came along and chase us out in the rainWell was that a vigilante man? Stormy days, we pass the time awaySleeping in some good warm placeA cop come along we give him a little raceSay was that a vigilante man? Well tell me why does a vigilante manTell me why does a vigilante manCarry that sawed off shotgun in his handsTo shoot his brothers and sisters down that no good vigilante manWell I ramble around from town to townYeah I ramble around from town to townYeah and they run us around like a wild herd of cattle lordIs that your vigilante man? Well tell me why does a vigilante manTell me why does a vigilante manCarry that club in his handsWould he beat an innocent man down that no good vigilante man
I’m driving a big lazy car rushin’ up the highway in the dark
I got one hand steady on the wheel and one hand’s tremblin’ over my heart
It’s pounding baby like it’s gonna bust right on through
And it ain’t gonna stop till I’m alone again with you
A friend of mine became a father last night
When we spoke in his voice I could hear the light
Of the skies and the rivers the timberwolf in the pines
And that great jukebox out on Route 39
They say he travels fastest who travels alone
But tonight I miss my girl mister tonight I miss my home
Is it the sound of the leaves
Left blown by the wayside
That’s got me out here on this spooky old highway tonight
Is it the cry of the river
With the moonlight shining through
That ain’t what scares me baby
What scares me is loosin’ you
They say if you die in your dreams you really die in your bed
But honey last night I dreamed my eyes rolled straight back in my head
And God’s light came shinin’ on through
I woke up in the darkness scared and breathin’ and born anew
It wasn’t the cold river bottom I felt rushing over me
It wasn’t the bitterness of a dream that didn’t come true
It wasn’t the wind in the grey fields I felt rushing through my arms
No no baby it was you
So hold me close honey say you’re forever mine
And tell me you’ll be my lonely valentine I’m driving a big lazy car rushin’ up the highway in the dark
I got one hand steady on the wheel and one hand’s tremblin’ over my heart
It’s pounding baby like it’s gonna bust right on through
And it ain’t gonna stop till I’m alone again with you
A friend of mine became a father last night
When we spoke in his voice I could hear the light
Of the skies and the rivers the timberwolf in the pines
And that great jukebox out on Route 39
They say he travels fastest who travels alone
But tonight I miss my girl mister tonight I miss my home
Is it the sound of the leaves
Left blown by the wayside
That’s got me out here on this spooky old highway tonight
Is it the cry of the river
With the moonlight shining through
That ain’t what scares me baby
What scares me is loosin’ you
They say if you die in your dreams you really die in your bed
But honey last night I dreamed my eyes rolled straight back in my head
And God’s light came shinin’ on through
I woke up in the darkness scared and breathin’ and born anew
It wasn’t the cold river bottom I felt rushing over me
It wasn’t the bitterness of a dream that didn’t come true
It wasn’t the wind in the grey fields I felt rushing through my arms
No no baby it was you
So hold me close honey say you’re forever mine
Here I am baby, right where you found me
Trying to break these chains that surround me
If I look a little different, it's because Ive changed
Half-painted pictures are all that remains
I can't let my past mistakes
Let em bring me down
I aint waitin on no angel of mercy
Ive tried my best and I can't help myself
And Im trapped again
And I can't get out without losing you
And Im trapped again
Why can't you feel what Im going through
Im trapped again
I need an answer girl, can't you see
Im trapped again
Come and rescue me
Monday morning came so fast
What a fool to think that dreams would last
Close my eyes and it's still so clear
Remember the night girl, the world disappeared
Cant let the hand of fate
Let it drag me down
I can't get no angel of mercy
I cam to stay but I got swept away
And Im trapped again
And I can't get out without losing you
And Im trapped again
Why can't you feel what Im going through
Im trapped again
I need an answer girl, can't you see
Im trapped again
Come and rescue me
Cant let the hand of fate
Let it drag me down
I can't get no angel of mercy
I cam to stay but I got swept away
And Im trapped again
And I can't get out without losing you
And Im trapped again
Why can't you feel what Im going through
Im trapped again
I need an answer girl, can't you see
Im trapped again
Come and rescue me
And Im trapped again
And I can't get out without losing you
And Im trapped again
Why can't you feel what Im going through
The moon hung like a shadow on a rung over shanghaiAnd the soldier boys were returning home screaming bonzai!And the kids are still playing their games,Getting hustled and rustled out in the rainAs I sat inside listening to the broadcast.Oh save my soul sweet rock and roll ’cuz I’m sinking fast.And then the band played.(out of nowhere)(everybody)(everybody)Well now the legendary chaplain of the fighting 51stWas getting ready to go.I said padre do you know a cheap virgin who likes to tango? He said you can try linda lee;Around the corner and across the sea.Oh word is out, word is out she’s fast.Oh blow me down now linda, ’cuz I’m sinking fast.Yes and them cats are sure getting fat down in the trainyard.And the sandman brings them dreams they ship out in boxcars.The union says hold; break out the dice, break out the gold.It’s lunchtime at last.And old big mama said george raff’s tonight on the late show.She sits straddling the kitchen chair really gung-hoShe shivers with chills, wet with slotcar thrillsHypnotically lost in the glassAnd we all sighed...With the sunriseAs we watched the credits pass.And the little blue dot went away.And then the morning cloak fell down like a hoax over sleepytownAnd garbage truck big lenny’s out drinking the last roundHe hurriedly sipped his beer, and poking fun of the queerAnd threatened to kick his ass.And the bell rangAnd the horn blowsAnd he’s outside pumping gasBut things were moving so slow tonightSo the kid goes back inside the stationAnd turns on the radio to his local am stationAnd the band playedRight on the radioIt’s on the radioAnd he listened to the bass lineAnd the boys in the band sangWhoa, whoa whoa-woWhoa, whoa whoa-wo(they’re so excited about it)Whoa, whoa whoa-wo(everybody alright)Whoa, whoa whoa-wo(and the band played)Whoa, whoa whoa-wo(and the band played)Whoa, whoa whoa-wo(everybody)Whoa, whoa whoa-wo
Well her brains they rattle
and her bones they shake,
She's an angel from the inner lake
Thundercrack
Baby's back
This time she'll tell me how she really feels
Bring me down to her lightning shack
You can watch my partner reelin'
She moves up, she moves back
Out on the floor there just is no one cleaner
She does this thing she calls the "Jump Back Jack"
She's got the heart of a ballerina
She's straight from the Bronx
Hung off the line
She slips, she slides, she shops, she bops, she bumps, she grinds
Even them dance hall hacks
From the west side of the tracks
Move in close to catch her timing
She moves up, she moves back
Out on the floor there just is no one cleaner
She does this thing she calls the "Jump Back Jack"
She's got the heart of a ballerina
She ain't no little girl, she aint got no curls
Her hair ain't brown and her eyes ain't either
Round and round and round and round
My heart's wood, she's a carpenter
She's an angel in the night, what she does is alright
Dance with me partner
Dance with me partner
Dance with me partner
Thundercrack, baby's back
This time she'll tell me how she really feels
Bring me down to her lightning shack
You can watch my partner reelin'
She moves up, she moves back
Out on the floor there just is no one cleaner
She does this thing she calls the "Jump Back Jack"
She's got the heart of a ballerina
She ain't no little girl, she ain't got no curls
Her hair ain't brown and her eyes ain't either
Round and round and round and round
My heart's wood, she's a carpenter
She's an angel in the night, what she does is alright
Dance with me partner
Dance with me partner
Well I rode that ribbon highway
I saw above me the endless sky
I saw below me the golden valley
This land was made for you and me
I've roamed and rambled and followed my footsteps
Through the sparkling sands of her diamond deserts
And all around me a voice was calling
This land was made for you and me
This land is your land
This land is my land
From California
To the New York island
From the Redwood Forest
To the Gulf Stream waters
This land was made for you and me
Well the sun came shining and I was strolling
Through wheat fields waving and dust clouds rolling
And a voice was sounding
As the fog was lifting
Saying this land was made for you and me
This land is your land
This land is my land
From California
To the New York island
From the Redwood Forest
To the Gulf Stream waters
Hey there mister can you tell me what happened to the seeds I've sown
Can you give me a reason sir as to why they've never grown
They've just blown around from town to town
Till they're back out on these fields
Where they fall from my hand
Back into the dirt of this hard landNow me and my sister from Germantown
We did ride
We made our bed sir from the rock on the mountainside
We been blowin' around from town to town
Lookin for a place to stand
Where the sun burst through the cloud
To fall like a circle
Like a circle of fire down on this hard land
Now even the rain it don't come 'round
It don't come 'round here no more
And the only sound at night's the wind
Slammin' the back porch door
It just stirs you up like it wants to blow you down
Twistin' and churnin' up the sand
Leavin' all them scarecrows lyin' face down
Face down in the dirt of this hard land
From a building up on the hill
I can hear a tape deck blastin' "Home on the Range"
I can see them Bar-M choppers
Sweepin' low across the plains
It's me and you Frank we're lookin' for lost cattle
Our hooves twistin' and churnin' up the sand
We're ridin' in the whirlwind searchin' for lost treasure
Way down south of the Rio Grande
We're ridin' cross that river
In the moonlight
Up onto the banks of this hard land
Hey Frank won't ya pack your bags
And meet me tonight down at Liberty Hall
Just one kiss from you my brother
And we'll ride until we fall
Well sleep in the fields
We'll sleep by the rivers and in the morning
We'll make a plan
We'll if you can't make it
Stay hard, stay hungry, stay alive
If you can
I come from down in the valley
Where mister when you're young
They bring you up to do like your daddy done
Me and Mary we met in high school
When she was just seventeen
We'd drive out of this valley down to where the fields were greenWe'd go down to the river
And into the river we'd dive
Oh down to the river we'd ride
Then I got Mary pregnant
And man that was all she wrote
And for my nineteenth birthday I got a union card and a wedding coat
We went down to the courthouse
And the judge put it all to rest
No wedding day smiles, no walk down the aisle
No flowers, no wedding dress
That night we went down to the river
And into the river we'd dive
Oh down to the river we did ride
I got a job working construction for the Johnstown Company
But lately there ain't been much work on account of the economy
Now all them things that seemed so important
Well mister they vanished right into the air
Now I just act like I don't remember
Mary acts like she don't care
But I remember us riding in my brother's car
Her body tan and wet down at the reservoir
At night on them banks I'd lie awake
And pull her close just to feel each breath she'd take
Now those memories come back to haunt me
They haunt me like a curse
Is a dream a lie if it don't come true
Or is it something worse,
That sends me down to the river
Though I know the river is dry
That sends me down to theriver tonight
Down to the river
My baby and I
Can't see nothin' in front of me
Can't see nothin' coming up behind
I make my way through this darkness
I can't feel nothing but this chain that binds me
Lost track of how far I've gone
How far I've gone, how high I've climbed
On my back's a sixty pound stone
On my shoulder a half mile line
Come on up for the rising
Com on up, lay your hands in mine
Come on up for the rising
Come on up for the rising tonight
Left the house this morning
Bells ringing filled the air
Wearin' the cross of my calling
On wheels of fire I come rollin' down here
Come on up for the rising
Come on up, lay your hands in mine
Come on up for the rising
Come on up for the rising tonight
Li,li, li,li,li,li, li,li,li
Spirits above and behind me
Faces gone, black eyes burnin' bright
May their precious blood forever bind me
Lord as I stand before your fiery light
Li,li, li,li,li,li, li,li,li
I see you Mary in the garden
In the garden of a thousand sighs
There's holy pictures of our children
Dancin' in a sky filled with light
May I feel your arms around me
May I feel your blood mix with mine
A dream of life comes to me
Like a catfish dancin' on the end of the line
Sky of blackness and sorrow (a dream of life)
Sky of love, sky of tears (a dream of life)
Sky of glory and sadness (a dream of life)
Sky of mercy, sky of fear (a dream of life)
Sky of memory and shadow (a dream of life)
Your burnin' wind fills my arms tonight
Sky of longing and emptiness (a dream of life)
Sky of fullness, sky of blessed life (a dream of life)
Come on up for the rising
Come on up, lay your hands in mine
Come on up for the rising
Come on up for the rising tonight
On a rattlesnake speedway in the Utah desert
I pick up my money and head back into town
Driving cross the Waynesboro county line
I got the radio on and I'm just killing time
Working all day in my daddy's garage
Driving all night, chasing some mirage
Pretty soon little girl I'm gonna take charge.
The dogs on main street howl,
'cause they understand,
If I could take one moment into my hands
Mister, I ain't a boy, no, I'm a man,
And I believe in a promised land.
I've done my best to live the right way
I get up every morning and go to work each day
But your eyes go blind and your blood runs cold
Sometimes I feel so weak I just want to explode
Explode and tear this town apart
Take a knife and cut this pain from my heart
Find somebody itching for something to start
The dogs on main street howl,
'cause they understand,
If I could take one moment into my hands
Mister, I ain't a boy, no, I'm a man,
And I believe in a promised land.
There's a dark cloud rising from the desert floor
I packed my bags and I'm heading straight into the storm
Gonna be a twister to blow everything down
That ain't got the faith to stand its ground
Blow away the dreams that tear you apart
Blow away the dreams that break your heart
Blow away the lies that leave you nothing but lost and brokenhearted
The dogs on main street howl,
'cause they understand,
If I could take one moment into my hands
Mister, I ain't a boy, no, I'm a man,
And I believe in a promised land
Johnny works in a factory and billy works downtown
Terry works in a rock'n'roll band
Looking for that million-dollar sound
Me I don't do nothing much,
I spend a lot of time alone
Some nights I go to the drive-in,
And some night I stay home
I followed that dream
Just like those guys do way up on the screen
Drove a chopped up challenger
Down route 9
Through the dead ends and all the bad scenes
And when the promise was broken
I cashed in a few of my dream
Well, I built that challenger by myself
But I needed money and so I sold it
I lived a secret I should've kept to myself
But I got drunk one night and I told it
All my life I fought that fight
The one that no man can never win
And every day it just gets harder
To live the dream I'm believing in
Thunder road ...
I stay up every morning until it turns light
Thunder road ...
There's something dying out on the highway tonight
Well now I won big once and I hit the coast,
Oh but somehow I paid the big cost
Inside I felt like I was carrying
The broken spirits of all the other ones who lost
When the promise is broken you go on living
But man it takes something from down in your soul
Like when the truth is spoken, it don't make no
Difference
Finally something in your heart turns cold
Yeah I followed that dream, me and some guysin the dead ends and all the
Two-bit bars
The night the promise was broken
I was drunk and far away from home,
Sleeping with a stranger
In the back seat of a borrowed car
Thunder road ...
Here's one for the lost lovers and all the fixed games
Thunder road ...
Here's one for the tires rushing by in the rain
Thunder road ...
I remember when me and billy, we'd always say
Thunder road ...
Come to the door, Ma, and unlock the chain
I was just passin' through and got caught in the rain
There's nothin' I want, nothin' that you need say
Just let me lie down for a while and then I'll be on my way
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
I fought in the dockyards and with the money that I made
And the fight was my home and any blood was my trade
Baton Rouge, Ponchatoula, and La Fayette town
Well they paid me the moon, Ma, to knock the men down
I did what I did, when it come easily
Restraint and mercy were always strangers to me
I fought champion Jack Thompson in a field full of mud
Rain poured through the tent to the canvas and mixed with our blood
In the twelfth, I slipped my tongue over my broken jaw
And I stood over him, pounded his blooded body into the floor
Well the bell rang and rang, still I kept on
'Til I felt my glove leather slip 'tween his skin and bone
And the women and the money came fast, in the days I lost track
The women red, the money green, but the numbers were black
I fought for the men in their silk suits to lay down their bets
Well I took my good share, Ma, and I had no regret
I took the fixed staid hombre with Big Diamond Don*
From high in the rafters I watched myself fall
So he raised his arms, my stomach twisted, and the sky it went black**
I stuffed my bag with their good money, and I never looked back
Understand me, and Ma, every man plays a game
If you know anyone different, then speak out his name
Well Ma, if my voice, now you don't recognize
And just open the door and look into your dark eyes
I ask of you nothin', not a kiss, not a smile
Just open the door and let me lie down for a while
Now the grey rain is fallin' and my ring fighting's done
So in the work fields and alleys, I take them who'll come
If you're a better man than me then just step to the line
And show me your money and speak out your crime
There's nothin' I want, Ma, nothin' that you need say
Just let me lie down for a while and then I'll be on my way
Well tonight in the shipyard, a man draws a circle in the dirt
Like I always do, I move to the centre and I take off my shirt
I study him for the cuts, the scars, the pain man no time can erase
When I get home from my job I turn on my T.V.
But I can't keep my mind on the show
When I lay down at night, oh I can't get no sleep
So I turn on my radio
But the only sound I hear is you whisperin' in my ear
The words that you used to say
Now my days grow longer
'Cause my love grows stronger
And the fever gets worse
And I've got the fever for this girl
CHORUS
Got the fever, oh I've got the fever
Nothing that a po' boy can do
When he's got the fever for this girl
Got the fever, oh I've got the fever
Left this little boy blue
I can remember comin' home
See you standin' at the stove
With the dishes on the table
Dinner ready to go
We'll maybe go out to a movie show
Something that you like to see
Well now you are my sun in the morning
And my moon at night
I think about you baby
I feel alright
Now my days grow longer
'Cause my love grows stronger
And the fever gets worse
Sparks fly on E Street when the boy prophets walk it handsome and hot,
All the little girls' souls grow weak when the manchild gives them a double shot,
The schoolboy pops pull out all the stops on a Friday night,
The teenage tramps in skin-tight pants do the E Street dance and everything's alright,
Little kids down there either dancin' or hooked up in a scuffle,
Dressed in snake-skin suits packed with Detroit muscle
They're doin' the E Street Shuffle.
Now those E Street brats in twilight duel flashlight phantoms in full star
stream,
Down fire trails on silver nights with blonde girls pledged sweet sixteen,
The newsboys say the heat's been bad since Power Thirteen gave a trooper all he had in a summer scuffle,
And Power's girl, Little Angel, been on the corner keepin' those crazy boys out of trouble,
Little Angel steps the shuffle like she ain't got no brains,
She's deaf in combat down on Lover's Lane
She drives all them local boys insane.
Little Angel says, "Oh, everybody form a line.
Oh, everybody form a line."
Sparks fly on E Street when the boy-prophets walk it handsome and hot,
All them little girls' souls grow weak when the manchild gives them a double shot,
Little Angel hangs out at Easy Joe's. it's a club where all the riot squad
goes when they're cashin' in for a cheap hustle,
But them boys are still on the corner loose and doin' that lazy E Street
Shuffle,
As them sweet summer nights turn into summer dreams Little Angel picks up Power and he slips on his jeans as they move on out down to the scene
Well darling, oh won't you come a little closer
I promise pretty darling, I didn't know what I was saying
And now I'm praying that you won't say it's over
Come here pretty baby and rest your head upon my shoulder
Just one kiss and we started
Now don't leave me to the brokenhearted, the brokenhearted, the brokenhearted
And tell me that you need me
Well now baby, the lonely nights keep growing longer
And my love for you just keeps growing stronger
Like a wheel of chance so endlessly turning
My fate lay in your hands, my heart forever burning
In a sweet fire your kiss started
Now don't leave me to the brokenhearted, the brokenhearted, the brokenhearted
And tell me that you love me
Tell me that you want me, girl
The cruel mistakes I've made, the hard price that I've paid
For the good times and for laughter
Girl, I should've known for the indifference that I've shown
I'd pay forever after
And darling, now all I'm trying to say is passion
And love, they have a way of slipping into blackness
Uncared for of slipping away
The deck is cut, the cards turned, the hand is played
And all we ever hope for burns to ashes and drifts away
Now don't let our love slip into this darkness
Don't leave me to the brokenhearted, the brokenhearted, the brokenhearted
And tell me that you love me
Tell me that you need me
Tell me that you love me
Tell me that you want me
Tell me that you need me
Tell me that you want me
Tell me that you love me
Yeah tell me that you love me
Tell me that you love me
Tell me that you want me
And come on now daring
Say it right now baby
Say it right now darling
Tell me that you love me
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 please
Taj Mahal, the pyramids of Egypt, are unique I suppose
But when they built you, brother, they broke the mold
Now the world is filled with many wonders under the passing sun
And sometimes something comes along and you know it's for sure the only one
The Mona Lisa, the David, the Sistine Chapel, Jesus, Mary, and Joe
And when they built you, brother, they broke the mold
When they built you, brother, they turned dust into gold
When they built you, brother, they broke the mold
They say you can't take it with you, but I think that they're wrong
'Cause all I know is I woke up this morning, and something big was gone
Gone into that dark ether where you're still young and hard and cold
Just like when they built you, brother, they broke the mold
Now your death is upon us and we'll return your ashes to the earth
And I know you'll take comfort in knowing you've been roundly blessed and cursed
But love is a power greater than death, just like the songs and stories told
And when she built you, brother, she broke the mold
That attitude's a power stronger than death, alive and burning her stone cold
The moltitude assembled and tried to make the noiseThe black blind poet generalsAnd restless loud white boysBut time grew thin and the axisWas left somehow incompleteWhere instead of child lionsWe found aging junkie sheepHow many wasted have I seen signed hollywood or bustLeft to ride them ever ghostly arizona gustsOh, cheerleader tramps and kids with big ampsSounding in the voidHigh society vamps and ex-heavyweight champsMistaking soot for soilSo break me now big mamaAs old faithful breaks the dayBelieve me, my good linda,The aurora will shine your wayThe confederacy, she’s in my name nowAnd the hounds are held at bayThe axis needs a stronger armDo you feel your muscles play? The doorstep blanket weaverMadonna she’s pushing bellsFrom house to house to house to houseGiving last kisses and wishing wellTo every gypsy, mystic and all star heroThat the kids might find the placeWho’ve been lost forever to papa and mamaOn their weekends out in spaceNow the sons they search for fathersBut their fathers have all goneThe lost souls search for saviorsBut saviours don’t last longThose aimless, questionless renegade bratsWho live their lives in songsThey run the length of a candleIn a goodnight whisper and a puff they’re goneSo break me now big mamaAs old faithful breaks the dayBelieve me, my good linda,The aurora will shine your wayThe confederacy, she’s in my name nowAnd the hounds are held at bayThe axis needs a stronger armDo you feel your muscles play? The missions are filled with hermits looking for a friendThe terraces are filled with cat-men looking for a way inThere are orphans junked on silver mountainsLost in celestial alleywaysThey wait for that old tramp dog man mosesHe takes in all the straysNow, don’t grow on empty legendsOr lonely cradle songs’cause billy the kid was just a bowery boyWho made his living twirling his gunsThe night she’s long, she’s lankyShe speaks in her mother tongueAnd lullabies the refugeesWith an amplifier’s humSo break us now big mamaAs old faithful breaks the dayBelieve me, my sweet linda,Oh, help is sure on the wayThe confederacy, she’s in my name nowAnd the hounds are held at bayThe axis needs a stronger armDo you feel your muscles play? The confederacy, she’s in my name nowAnd the hounds are held at bayThe axis needs a stronger armDo you feel your muscles play?
Your voice comes calling through the mist
I awake from a dream and my heart begins to drift
Tonight we're on our own
Tonight we're all alone
Oh-oh, tonight
Someday we'll be together
And the night will fall around us
This love will last forever
Someday we'll be together
Together
I can't sleep so I lay awake listenin' to the sounds of the city below
I get dressed and walk the streets but I got nowhere to go
Tonight it's you I miss
Tonight my only wish is
Oh-oh, tonight
Someday we'll be together
And the night will fall around us
This love will last forever
Someday you'll be mine
Tonight we're on our own
Tonight we're all alone
Oh-oh, tonight
Someday we'll be together
And the night will fall around us
This love will last forever
Someday you'll be mine
Woah-whoaaa
Someday you'll be mine
Woah-whoaaa (this love will last forever)
Someday you'll be mine
(Someday we'll be together)
(The night will fall around us)
(This love will last forever)
(Someday you'll be mine)
(Someday we'll be together)
Your mammas yappin in the back seat
Tell her to push over and move them big feet
Every monday morning I gotta drive her down to the unemployment agency
Well this morning I aint fighting tell her I give up
Tell her she wins if shell just shut up
But it's the last time that she's gonna be ridin with me
(chorus)
You can tell her there's a hot sun beatin on the blacktop
She keeps talkin shell be walkin that last block
She can take a subway back to the ghetto tonight
Well I got some beer and the highways free
And I got you, and baby youve got me.
Hey, hey, hey whataya say sherry darlin
Now there's girls melting on the beach
And they're so fine but so far out of reach
Cause Im stuck in traffic down here on 53rd street
Now sherry my love for you is real
But I didn't count on this package deal
And baby this car just aint big enough for her and me
(chorus)
So you can tell her there's a hot sun beatin on the blacktop
She keeps talkin shell be walkin that last block
She can take a subway back to the ghetto tonight
Well I got some beer and the highways free
And I got you, and baby youve got me.
Hey, hey, hey whataya say sherry darlin
Well let there be sunlight, let there be rain
Let the brokenhearted love again
Sherry we can run with our arms open before the tide
To all the girls down at sacred heart
And all you operators back in the park
Say hey, hey, hey whataya say sherry darlin
With her killer graces
And her secret places
That no boy can fill
With her hands on her hips
Oh and that smile on her lips
Because she knows that it kills me
With her soft French cream
Standing in that doorway like a dream
I wish she'd just leave me alone
Because French cream won't soften them boots
And French kisses will not break that heart of stone
With her long hair falling
And her eyes that shine like a midnight sun
Oh she's the one
She's the one
That thunder in your heart
At night when you're kneeling in the dark
It says you're never gonna leave her
But there's this angel in her eyes
That tells such desperate lies
And all you want to do is believe her
And tonight you'll try
Just one more time
To leave it all behind
And to break on through
Oh she can take you
But if she wants to break you
She's gonna find out that ain't so easy to do
And no matter where you sleep
Tonight or how far you run
Oh she's the one
She's the one
Oh and just one kiss
She'd fill them long summer nights
With her tenderness
That secret pact you made
Back when her love could save you
From the bitterness
Oh she's the one
Oh she's the one
Oh she's the one
She’s leaving, she’s leavingEverybody knowsShe’s leaving, she’s leavingAnd I feel like such a foolShe left me standing here just two feet tallI just don’t know how she could do itIn front of our friends and allShe had better things to do and bigger plansI thought we could make it with just us twoBut I guess we can’t’cause she can’tAnd I’m only one manBut I love herIt’s winterSuddenly it’s winterAnd I feel so cold insideIt’s differentIt could’ve been so differentIf only she didn’t feel that need to lieWhat’s the matter girlDidn’t you think I was that strongThat you couldn’t tell meWhat was going on
one, two, three, four
great morning light splits through the shade
another day older and closer to the grave
i'm closer to the grave and come the dawn
i woke this morning shackled and drawn
shackled and drawn, shackled and drawn
pick up the rock, son, and carry it on
trudging through the dark in a world gone wrong
woke up this morning shackled and drawn
whoa!
alright, yeah!
i always love the feel of sweat on my shirt
stand back, son, and let a man work
let a man work, is that so wrong
i woke up this morning shackled and drawn
shackled and drawn, shackled and drawn
pick up the rock, son, and carry it on
what's a poor boy to do in a world gone wrong
woke up this morning shackled and drawn
freedom, son, is a dirty shirt
the sun on my face and my shovel in the dirt
the shovel in the dirt keeps the devil gone
i woke up this morning shackled and drawn
shackled and drawn, shackled and drawn
pick up the rock, son, and carry it on
what's a poor boy to do but keep singing this song
i woke up this morning shackled and drawn
whoa whoa whoa!
whoa whoa whoa!
whoa whoa whoa!
gambling man rolls the dice, working man pays the bills
it's still fat and easy up on bankers hill
up on bankers hill the party's going strong
down here below we're shackled and drawn
shackled and drawn, shackled and drawn
pick up the rock, son, and carry it on
trudging through the dark in a world gone wrong
woke up this morning shackled and drawn
shackled and drawn, shackled and drawn
pick up the rock, son, and carry it on
what's a poor boy to do but keep singing this song
i woke up this morning shackled and drawn
whoa!
whoa whoa-whoa!
whoa whoa-whoa!
whoa whoa-whoa!
whoa whoa-whoa!
whoa whoa-whoa!
(i want everybody to stand up)
(i want everybody to stand up and be counted tonight)
(you know we got to pray together)
(but i want everybody to stand up)
I fell asleep on the couch last night, woke up with the tv on.
There was a woman in tight cotton exercise shorts
And a big plastic machine she was climbing on.
She said "the abacycle guarantees ten inches off your waist,
And 50 pounds in just 3 minutes a day."
I went to bed knowing the revolution had been postponed
And everything was ok.
You can buy it, you can try it, go right ahead.
But dont be fooled folks, theres only one.
I forget the guys name but I know somebody must have said
Sell it and they will come boys, sell it and they will come.
I switched the channels and there was evel knievel, I thought that he was
Dead.
I found myself sitting there quietly, hanging on every word he said.
"now folks, the stimulator removes all pain from your life.
And the best day of your life will be when you try this little thing out."
The camera moved in as he said, "now let me tell you ladies and gentlemen,
Pain is something old evel knows a little about"
You can buy it, you can try it, thats what I said.
But dont be fooled folks, theres only one.
I forget that guys name but I know somebody must have said
Sell it and they will come boys, sell it and they will come.
And a fellow comes on shouting "free haircuts for life!",
Somehow you cut your hair with a vacuum cleaner.
And then I switched the channels and there was dionne warwick, communing
With her psychic friends.
I watched for hours, taking warmth, comfort,
And pleasure in the things that I despise.
Touched by how much they needed me, and that gleeful desperation in their
Eyes.
You can buy it, you can try it, itll help you in bed.
But dont be fooled folks, theres only one.
I forget that guys name but I know somebody said
Sell it and they will come boys, sell it and they will come.
So dionne, cher, and all my late-night friends, I drink to your health.
And tony little, americas personal trainer, please kill yourself.
Now Ive sold a few things myself in my time, and by the way folks,
Theres some t-shirts on your way outside.
Well last night I dreamed of lipstick and tight little cotton shorts
"harder, faster", she breathed.
"one, two, three, four, five"
Ride, sally ride, girl, ride sally ride.
You can buy it, you can try it, itll help you in bed.
But dont be fooled folks, theres only one.
I forget that guys name but somebody said
Well Billy bought a Chevy '40 Coupe Deluxe
Chrome wheels, stick shift
Give her gas, pop the clutch
Little girls on the corner
Like a diamond they shine
Someday Billy I'm gonna make 'em all mine
Hey girl, you wanna ride in Daddy's Cadillac?
Because I love the way your long hair falls down your back
Bo Diddley, Bo Diddley's at the Seaside Bar
We'll run barefoot in the sand, listen to his guitar
You say your mum's gonna meet you when the morning comes
And your papa's gonna beat you
'Cause he knows you're out on the run
I'm gonna live a life of love
And tonight you're the one
The highway is alive tonight
So baby do not be frightened
There's something 'bout a pretty girl on a sweet summer night
That gets this boy excited
Radio man finally understands and plays you something
you can move to
You lay back easy ...
Your girl leans over and says
Daddy, can you turn that radio up any louder?
Ah, the juke joint's humming
Everybody came down
Little Willy and his Soul Boom putting all that stuff down
Well don't let that daylight steal your soul
Get in your wheels and roll, roll, roll, roll, roll
Mama's gonna meet you when the morning comes
And your daddy's gonna beat you
'Cause he knows you're out on the run
But I don't care I'm gonna live and laugh and love
You may have diamondsYou may have pearlsYou may think you got it babyOver all the other girlsBut honey you ain’t got nothingAnd I’ll tell you whyIf you’re empty as a soul can be, babyDeep down insideYou better start savin’ upFor the things that money can’t buyYou better start savin’ upFor the things that money can’t buyYou better start savin’ upFor the things that money can’t buyYou better start savin’ upFor the things that money can’t buyYou may have a big backyardAnd ruby ringsAnd my love’s just a second-place runner, honeyTo your fancy thingsBut what you got to hold on toWhen the lights go downYou come lookin’ for me babyBut I ain’t nowhere aroundYou better start savin’ upFor the things that money can’t buyYou better start savin’ upFor the things that money can’t buyYou better startYou need a strong man, babyTo love and understand youA man who ain’t afraid, sugarTo get some dirt on his hands for youAnd when you’re feeling so down-heartedAnd all you wanna do is cryAh, just come on, take my hand, babyTogether you and iWe could start savin’ upFor the things that money can’t buyWe’d better start savin’ upFor the things that money can’t buyYou better start savin’ upFor the things that money can’t buyYou better start savin’ upFor the things that money can’t buy
From the tin rooftop the little boy did watch
The procession down through town
Through the museum where Daniel whupped the Devil
With them boys from the underground
Where the Giants of Science fight for tight control
Over the wildlands of New Mexico
Sam Houston's ghost's in Texas fighting for his soul
And the townsfolk rest uneasy beneath the guns of Kid Cole
And the kid says: "Hey, where's Santa Ana
He who could romance the dumb into talking
Take a chance with me tonight, my contessa,
If it don't work out I ain't lame, I can walk"
Now some folks think cancer's taken to the streets of this town
But Sandy eats her candy and then lays her money down
Them cats are in from the canyons to strut their stuff in town
But there's only secret sinners here
Lord, there's only secret thieves
Only a fool would try to save
What the desert chose to leave
And hey there senorita,
With your playboys in their Spanish bandanas
French cream won't soften those boots, baby
French kisses will not break your heart
Oh painted night set free with light
Glows outside the Rainbow Saloon
Matching braces with a Spanish lady
'Neath a graduation moon
No more colleges, no more coronations
Some punk's idea of a teenage nation
Has forced Santa Ana to change his station
From soldier to cartoon
And the Giants of Science spend their days and nights
Not with wives, not with lovers, but searchin' for the lights
They spotted in the desert on their helicopter flights
Just to be lost in the dust and the night
Hey my Contessa, in your juke joint rags you always bring candy for the kids
Come waltz with me tonight senorita
I had a dream
My love would last forever
I had a dream
Tonight my dream come true
And if you'll hold me tight
We'll be riders on the night
Oohh, rendez-vous, I want a rendez-vous
And when I told you, girl,
How much I liked you
I got a feeling that you liked me, too
And if you'll hold me tight
We'll be riders on the night
Oohh, rendez-vous, I want a rendez-vous
I got a feeling that we should stay together
'cause I think our love could be forever
Because I had a dream
My love would last forever
I had a dream
Tonight my dream come true
And if you'll hold me tight
We'll be riders on the night
Oohh, rendez-vous, I want a rendez-vous
You deserve so much more than this, girl
'cause I'm running on the power
And living on the promise
In your last kiss
Because I had a dream
My love would last forever
I had a dream
Tonight my dream come true
And if you'll hold me tight
We'll be riders on the night
We left the toys out in the yard
I took my wife and kids and left my home unguarded
We packed what we could into the car
No one here knows how it started
Suddenly everything was just so out of control
Now I want some answers, mister, I need to know
I hear all the talk but I don't know what you're sayin'
But I think I got a good idea of the game that you're playin'
Roulette, that's the name
Roulette, that's the game now
Roulette, I don't know what they're sayin'
Roulette, everybody's playin'
I grew up here on this street
Where nothin' moves, just a strange breeze
In a town full of worthless memories
There's a shadow in my backyard
I've got a house full of things that I can't touch
Well all those things won't do me much good now
I was a fireman out at Riker's, I did my job
Mister, I've been cheated, I feel like I've been robbed
I'm the big expendable, my life's just canceled null and void
Well what you gonna do about your new boy
Roulette, you're playin' with my life
Roulette, with my kids and my wife
Roulette, every day the stakes get bigger
Roulette, a different finger on the trigger
Down by the river that talks
The night speaks in searchlights
And shortwave radios squawk
The police patrol the streets
But I've left behind the man I used to be
Everything he believed and all that belonged to me
I tried to find my way out to somewhere where I thought it'd be safe
They stopped me at the roadblock they put up on the interstate
They put me in detention but I broke loose and then I ran
They said they want to ask me a few questions but I think they had other plans
Now I don't know who to trust and I don't know what I can believe
They say they want to help me but with the stuff they keep on sayin'
I think those guys just wanna keep on playin'
Roulette, with my life
Roulette, with my kids and my wife
Roulette, the bullet's in the chamber
Roulette, who's the unlucky stranger
Roulette, surprise, you're dead
Roulette, the gun's to your head
Roulette, the bullet's spinning in the chamber
Roulette, pull the trigger, feel the click
We fell in love and I made you the world
I spent all my time tryin' to satisfy you, girl
Just one thing that I can't figure out [?]
Closer I get, farther baby I am out [?]
30 days, 30 days out
Well I'm six days runnin' but I'm 30 days out
30 days, 30 days out
With every kiss you leave a little shadow of doubt
The roof was leakin' honey where we live
And I'm wonderin' what's that something that you won't give
I started loving you but I gotta stop
You got me mostly waitin' for that other shoe to drop
30 days, 30 days out
You keep me six days runnin' but I'm 30 days out
30 days, 30 days out
With every kiss you leave a little shadow of doubt
Tried to talk about what's goin' on
You just smile and tell me "Baby there ain't nothin' wrong"
In your smile there's a sign in red
It said "Thousand miles of hard road dead ahead"
30 days, 30 days out
Yeah I'm six days runnin' but I'm 30 days out
30 days, 30 days out
With every kiss you leave a little shadow of doubt
30 days, 30 days out
Well I'm six days runnin' but I'm 30 days out
30 days, 30 days out
Sandy the fireworks are hailin' over Little Eden tonight
Forcin' a light into all those stoned-out faces left
stranded on this forth of July
Down in town the circuit's full with switchblade lovers
so fast so shiny so sharp
As the wizards play down on Pinball Way on the boardwalk way past dark
And the boys from the casino dance with their shirts open
like Latin lovers along the shoreChasin' all them silly girls
Sandy the aurora is risin' beh ind us
The pier lights our carnival life forever
Love me tonight for I may never see you againHey Sandy girl
Now the greasers they tramp the streets or get busted for
trying to sleep on the beach all night
Them boys in their spiked high heels ah Sandy their skins are so white
And me I just got tired of hangin' in them dusty arcades
bangin' them pleasure machines
Chasin' the factory girls underneath the boardwalk where
they promise to unsnap their jeans
And you know that tilt-a-whirl down on the south beach drag
I got on it last night and my shirt got caught
And that Joey kept me spinnin' I didn't think I'd ever get off
Oh Sandy the aurora is risin' behind us
The pier lights our carnival life on the water
Runnin' down the beach at night with my boss's daughter
Well he ain't my boss no more Sandy
Sandy the angels have lost their desire for us
I spoke to 'em just last night and they said they won't
set themselves on fire for us anymore
Every summer when the weather gets hot they ride that road
down from heaven on their Harleys they come and they go
And you can see 'em dressed like stars in all the cheap
little seashore bars parked making love with their
babies out on the Kokomo
Well the cops finally busted Madame Marie for tellin'
fortunes better than they doThis boardwalk life for me is through
You kmow you ought to quit this scene tooSandy the aurora's rising behind us
The pier lights out carnival life forever
Well don’t moveWhy don’t you listen to what I’m sayingAnd hey youYou better get up if you plan to be stayingGet looseYou got to listen to what the band is playingOh tonightThere’s action in the street all nightWe’re bopping to the big beat, goGet up off your seat and rollAt schoolThe girls you know their dancing, mister ’s just my speedAnd hey coolIf action is the thing you needWell don’t foolThe kid’s satisfaction guaranteedOh tonightThere’s action in the street all nightWe’re bopping to the big beat, goGet up off your seat and rollWell hey manYeah don’t let the little girl sighUnderstandIf you just move your body side to sideRaise your handShout until you’re satisfiedOh tonightThere’s action in the street all nightWe’re bopping to the big beat, goGet up off your seat and roll
An echo fades of sounds once heardBy thousands brought together forHis ringing voice, a soul that stirredThe faithful to a mighty roar.For twenty years upon the stageFor twenty years upon the stageThe passion deep within his soulBrought forth the anger and the rageHis vision locked upon one goal.The promises of rock and roll couldBreak the chains upon his life,Guitar in hand he vowed he wouldBe free from pain and inner strife.He shook the rafters in the hallsAnd brought the faithful to their feet,His river coursed through mighty wallsAcross this land, down every street.With flag unfurled he took the wordAcross the seas to hungry youthWho raised their hands when e’er they heardHis cries for faith, and hope, and truth.Today he stands with inner peaceA man content with home and health,Upon his brow a jagged creaseA symbol of success and wealth.The thunder of his younger daysHas passed, and now his words revealA calmer soul in many waysFulfilled with satisfactions real.His arms upraised against the lightHe stands alone, his eyes look towardThe ground below, a bird in flightStill searching for his true reward.His mission done, he finds retreatWith children and a loving wife,His body tired from the heatThe price he pays for touring life.But deep within the longings stirThe music runs within him still,His passions for the times that wereAre stronger than his iron will.And all of us who know the manWill come together when he criesThe message we all understandThe thunder in us never dies.
Spread out now Rosie doctor come cut her mama's reins
You know playin' blind man's bluff is a little baby's game
You pick up Little Dynamite I'm gonna pick up Little Gun
And together we're gonna go out tonight and make that highway run
You don't have to call me lieutenant Rosie and I don't want to be your son
The only lover I'm ever gonna need's your soft sweet little
girl's tongue and Rosie you're the one
Dynamite's in the belfry playin' with the bats
Little Gun's downtown in front of Woolworth's tryin' out his
attitude on all the catsPapa's on the corner waitin' for the bus
Mama she's home in the window waitin' up for us
She'll be there in that chair when they wrestle her upstairs
'cause you know we ain't gonna come
I ain't here on business
I'm only here for fun
CHORUS:
Rosalita jump a little lighter
Senorita come sit by my fireI just want to be your lover ain't no lie
Rosalita you're my stone desire
Jack the Rabbit and Weak Knees Willie you know they're gonna be there
Ah Sloppy Sue and Big Bones Billy they'll be comin' up for air
We're gonna play some pool skip some school act real cool
Stay out all night it's gonna feel all right
Rosie come out tonight Rosie come out tonight
Windows are for cheaters chimneys for the poor
Closets are for hangers winners use the door(CHORUS)
Now I know your mama she don't like me 'cause I play in a rock and roll band
And I know your daddy he don't dig me but he never did understand
Your Papa lowered the boom he locked you in your roomI'm comin' to lend a hand
I'm comin' to liberate you, confiscate you - I want to be your man
Someday we'll look back on this and it will all seem funny
But now you're sad - your mama's mad
And your papa says he knows that I don't have any money
And your papa says he knows that I don't have any money
And your daddy says he knows that I don't have any money
Tell him this is his last chance to get his daughter in a fine romance
Because a record company Rosie just gave me a big advance!
And my tires were slashed and I almost crashed but the Lord had mercy
And my machine she's a dud out stuck in the mud somewhere in the swamps of Jersey
Well, hold on tight stay up all night 'cause Rosie I'm comin' on strong
By the time we meet the morning light I will hold you in my arms
I know a pretty little place in Southern California down San Diego way
There's a little cafe where they play guitars all night and and all day
You can hear them in the back room strummin'
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, rockaway the nights
Gimme something to last me, baby, 'til the morning light
I ain't lookin' for trouble, I ain't looking for a fight
Honey rockaway these days, rockaway these nights
Well at a picnic one Sunday Billy met Mary Dove
Mary lloked at Billy, Billy fell in love
Billy swore to Mary he'd always love het so
They were married in the valley where the river flows, alright
At a roadside bar Billy argued with a young man
And he settled that argument with a razor in his hand
With blood on his shirt back to Mary he did run
She sighed "Billy, oh Billy, what have you done?"
He ran to his ma's trailer but the lights were dim
He pounded on the door, she wouldn't let him in
Up the road to a neighbor's house he drew near
They said "Billy go away, we don't want no trouble 'round here"
Billy stole a car and headed out on the road
Pocketful of pills and his brain on overload
Seen some lights in his rearview mirror, panicked and gave her the gun
Wrapped himself 'round a telephone pole way out on 101
Well Billy got cut out by the highway patrol
Just lay there with the cars passing on slow
Sheriff told Billy's ma that Billy died
She buried his body by the riverside, alright
Well rich man want the power and the seat on the top
Poor man want the money that the rich man got
Honey tonight I'm feeling so tired and unsure
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 her
She wants a man of her
Ricky wants a man of her own
Mama says her little girl won't talk to her anymore
She just goes in her room, turns on the radio, and shuts the door
She's got her own bathroom, TV, stereo, extension phone
Oh but Mama, Ricky wants a man of her
She wants a man of her
Ricky wants a man of her own
Well daddy says when he drops her off Friday night at the gym
She slides way down in the front seat so the kids won't see her with him
She don't do no work, she won't tell nobody when she's coming home
She makes poor daddy wait down on the corner at midnight all alone
She used to like me to take her to a ball game or a movie show
She used to make daddy take his little girl where she wanna go
Now we're left peeking through the curtains every time that we hear a horn blow
I guess Ricky wants a man of her own
Well my folks say "Son, talk to her, she'll listen to you"
Yeah, she listens real nice and she does what she wants to do
Daddy says she wears her jeans so tight, "Well you change 'em or you're stayin' home"
Oh but daddy, Ricky wants a man of her
She wants a man of her
Ricky wants a man of her own
She's almost grown
Ricky wants a man of her
She wants a man of her
Got a wife and kids in Baltimore, Jack
I went out for a ride and I never went back
Like a river that don't know where it's flowing
I took a wrong turn and I just kept goingCHORUS:
Everybody's got a hungry heart
Everybody's got a hungry heart
Lay down your money and you play your part
Everybody's got a hungry heart
I met her in a Kingstown bar
We fell in love I knew it had to end
We took what we had and we ripped it apart
Now here I am down in Kingstown again
Everybody needs a place to rest
Everybody wants to have a home
Don't make no difference what nobody says
Seen a man standin' over a dead dog lyin' by the highway in a ditch
He's lookin' down kinda puzzled pokin' that dog with 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 every hard day people find some reason to believe
Now Mary Lou loved Johnny with a love mean and true
She said baby I'll work for you everyday and bring my money home to you
One day he up and left her and ever since that
She waits down at the end of that dirt road for young Johnny to come back
Struck me kinda funny funny yea indeed how at the end of every hard earned day you can find some reason to believe
Take a baby to the river Kyle William they called him
Wash the baby in the water take away little Kyle's sin
In a whitewash shotgun shack an old man passes away take the body to the graveyard and over him they pray Lord won't you tell us,
Tell us what does it mean
At the end of every hard earned day people find some reason to believe
Congregation gathers down by the riverside
Preacher stands with his bible, groom stands waitin' for his bride
Congregation gone and the sun sets behind a weepin' willow tree
Groom stands alone and watches the river rush on so effortlessly
Mister trouble come walkin' this way
Year gone past feels like one long day
But I'm alive and I'm feelin' all right
Well I run that hard road outta hearbreak city
Built a roadside carnival out of hurt and self-pity
It was all wrong well now I'm movin' on
Ain't no chuch bells ringing
Ain't no flags unfurled
Just me and you and the love we're bringing
Into the real world
Into the real world
I built a shrine in my heart it wasn't pretty to see
Made out of fool's gold memory and tears cried
Now I'm headin' over the rise
I'm searchin' for one clear moment of love and truth
I still got a little faith
But what I need is some proof tonight
I'm lookin' for it in your eyes
Ain't no chuch bells ringing
Ain't no flags unfurled
Just me and you and the faith we're bringing
Into the real world
Into the real world
Well tonight I just wanna shout
I feel my soul waist deep and sinkin'
Into this black river of doubt
I just wanna rise and walk along the riverside
And when the morning comes baby I don't wanna hide
I'll stand right at your side with my arms open wide
Well tonight I just wanna shout
I feel my soul waist deep and sinkin'
Into this black river of doubt
I just wanna rise and walk along the riverside
'Til the morning comes
I'll stand right by your side
I wanna find some answers I wanna ask for some help
I'm tired or runnin' scared
Baby let's get our bags packed
We'll take it here to hell and heaven and back
And if love is hopeless hopeless at best
Come on put on your party dress it's ours tonight
And we're goin' with the tumblin' dice
Ain't no chuch bells ringing
Ain't no flags unfurled
Oh just me you and the hope we're bringing
Into the real world
Well into the real world
I remember yesterday and i'd sit and watch the hound dogs play
Howlin' at the china moon
??now yesterday is the busted blues
Life was young, things were easy,
Days were short, nights were warm
Time were good. hate was shallow
??the horse crazy behind the ????
I swear that i've seen your face somewhere back in that time
And i'm in theat place. do you remember?
The old house stood like world war two with just rooms
And a hall to be used.
The lady was mean.
Just slightly unclean with a heart of cold silver and gold.
Kitchen smelled of kerosene.
Celing hung down on ?veil? and rotted beams
And the man, they said, his work could of hung in the room
Now he sits around all day because his left arm won't move
He was a master of the art of electricity
He lectured on tours and circuitry.
He was self-employed, but he could never see his way into the light
He had a room full of switches and dials and lights and
A head full of clouds and eyes full of sight.
And when it got dark,
I could hear his heartbeat like a mother in the night.
She stood like a guardian ready to give everything up.
If i had asked for a sword and her blood in a cup.
But there was just time when i asked for too much.
She sighed because she could not give it.
We used to sit beneath the tree just the lady, the radio man and me.
And i think it was the winter of '63 the man went away and let us be
It was early on an august day that the lady decided she must go away.
Her heart it seems could not pay the price for what her body was buying
I came home from school and i found the note went into the kitcken
And lit the old stone with songs set on overload.
I turned on the tv, spent the rest of the sfternoon watching
All my cartoons thru the hall
I was tryin' to find my way home
But all I heard was a drone
Bouncing off a satellite
Crushin' the last lone American night
This is radio nowhere, is there anybody alive out there?
This is radio nowhere, is there anybody alive out there?
I was spinnin' 'round a dead dial
Just another lost number in a file
Dancin' down a dark hole
Just searchin' for a world with some soul
This is radio nowhere, is there anybody alive out there?
This is radio nowhere, is there anybody alive out there?
Is there anybody alive out there?
I just want to hear some rhythm
I just want to hear some rhythm
I just want to hear some rhythm
I just want to hear some rhythm
I want a thousand guitars
I want pounding drums
I want a million different voices speaking in tongues
This is radio nowhere, is there anybody alive out there?
This is radio nowhere, is there anybody alive out there?
Is there anybody alive out there?
I was driving through the misty rain
Yeah searchin' for a mystery train
Boppin' through the wild blue
Tryin' to make a connection with you
This is radio nowhere, is there anybody alive out there?
This is radio nowhere, is there anybody alive out there?
Is there anybody alive out there?
I just want to feel some rhythm
I just want to feel some rhythm
I just want to feel your rhythm
I just want to feel your rhythm
I just want to feel your rhythm
I just want to feel your rhythm
I just want to feel your rhythm
I got a sixty-nine Chevy with a 396
Fuelie heads and a Hurst on the floor
She's waiting tonight down in the parking lot
Outside the Seven-Eleven store
Me and my partner Sonny built her straight out of scratch
And he rides with me from town to town
We only run for the money, got no strings attached
We shut 'em up and than we shut 'em down
Tonight, tonight the strip's just right
I wanna blow 'em off in my first heat
Summer's here and the time is right
For racin' in the street
We take all the action we can meet
And we cover all the northeast state
When the strip shuts down we run 'em in the street
From the fire roads to the interstate
Some guys they just give up living
And start dying little by little, piece by piece,
Some guys come home from work and wash up,
And go racin' in the street.
Tonight, tonight the strip's just right
I wanna blow 'em all out of their seats
Calling out around the world, we're going racin' in the street.
I met her on the strip three years ago
In a Camero with this dude from L.A.
I blew that Camero off my back,
and drove that little girl away,
But now there's wrinkles around my baby's eyes
And she cries herself to sleep at night
When I come home the house is dark
She sighs, "Baby did you make it all right,"
She sits on the porch of her Daddy's house
But all her pretty dreams are torn,
She stares off alone into the night
With the eyes of one who hates for just being born
For all the shut down strangers and hot rod angels,
Rumbling through this promised land
Tonight my baby and me, we're gonna ride to the sea
And wash these sins off our hands.
Tonight, tonight the highway's bright
Out of our way, mister you best keep
'Cause summer's here and the time is right
In a place where outlaws abound from the range? ? ? on a day mountains has fallen to falls? ? ? In a land where boys are forbiden to growAnd mell is the only masterWere the higway ends and the desert breakesAnd buildings are bendt from great earthquackesAnd statesmen crawl on their bellys like snakesAnd feed of the public hungerIn a land were sky-scrapers scratch the skyAnd delinquent daughters to their mothers still liePapa stands on the corner he ? ? ? waitin’ to beat the drum? ? ? Welcome home my prodigal sonWhen rivers run raging through city streetsAnd great eagels have fallen from their loofty peaksAnd policemen moonlight the sideshow freeksFor the final crime is commitedWhen presidents ride in ford mustangsAnd the black man releases his caddilac ? ? ? fangs? ? ? And your chech died in bed as the landlord thanks the young girl next doorFor the rentWhere telegraph wires are atached to your mindDelinquent daughters to their mothers still liePapa stands on the corner ? ? ? waitin to beat the drum? ? ? Welcome home my prodigal sonWhen the telephone rings and falls of the hookAnd your legs have been stolen by some defense department crookAnd you startin’ to think about writing a bookBut now you won’t pledge allingence to anythingAnd the maid comes in with coffee and cakeIn a low-cut dress she wore just for your sakeYou explain your not dead and she takes it as a complimentAnd sticks out her tounge and asks for requestsIn a land were skyscrapers scrapes the skyAnd delinquent daughters to their mothers still liePapa stands on the corner ? ? ? waitin’ to beat the drum? ? ? Welcome home my prodigal son
[opens very soft and slow, to the tune of mona/she’s the one]I got a date with the preacher’s daughterShe give me life she bring me water.Every sunday I watch her workPretty little (siff? ) in a pretty little churchDaddy gives her nod she takes collectionDaddy gives her nod she kneels by her side.Well I’d sell my soul for just one touchThe lord would too if he loved her half as much.Well I got a date with the preacher’s daughter.Her daddy say that the boy’s no goodJust want to raise some (coons? ) out through the back woodsWell baby better believe what your daddy sayJust wanna ramrod baby my life away.It’s a long walk to heaven and a road filled with sinAnd they better open up the freeway to let me in.’cuz I got a date with the preacher’s daughterWell now I don’t care what the preacher sayHaaaaayyyy[identical to haaaaayyyy, mona]Well now I don’t care what the preacher doHaaaaayyyyI don’t care what the preacher likeHaaaaayyyyI don’t care what the preacher thinkHaaaaayyyyLeads me to water but won’t let me drink.He leads me to water but won’t let me drink.(big man)[maracas start, music picks up, bruce starts yelling]And now it’s (whole little world? ) on saturday nightTwo boys fighting in a halo of lightCar door flung open and a radio loudAnd everybody shouting and running around.Two guys bloody and one I don’t knowAnd all little girls shouting go billy goGo billy go.Well just as I got the preacher’s daughter ready for a lightAnd (missed a vh fire? ) and something ain’t right.And like a she-devil howlin’ from the gates of hellGoddam here come the preacher in his coupe devilleBurnin’ up the backroad kicking in the dirtAnd oh baby preacher thinks he is churchWell now your lips they shine in the willow mistAnd I swear I’d take you down (young croft? ) for just one kissI got a date with the preacher’s daughterI got a date with the preacher’s daughterAnd it’s haaaaayyyyooooI got a date with the preacher’s daughterHmmmmm...
I thought I heard the Captain say,
Pay me my money down,
Tomorrow is our sailing day,
Pay me my money down
Oh pay me, oh pay me,
Pay me my money down,
Pay me or go to jail,
Pay me my money down
As soon as the boat was clear of the bar,
Pay me my money down,
The captain knocked me down with a spar,
Pay me my money down
Oh pay me, oh pay me,
Pay me my money down,
Pay me or go to jail,
Pay me my money down
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
Oh pay me, oh pay me,
Pay me my money down,
Pay me or go to jail,
Pay me my money down
(trumpet)
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
Oh pay me, oh 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
Oh pay me, oh pay me,
Pay me my money down,
Pay me or go to jail,
Pay me my money down
Oh pay me, oh pay me,
Pay me my money down,
Pay me or go to jail,
Pay me my money down
...pay me my money down....
...pay me my money down....
Where the river runs to black
I take the schoolbooks from your pack
Plastics, wire and your kiss
The breath of eternity on your lips
In the crowded marketplace
I drift from face to face
I hold my breath and close my eyes
I hold my breath and close my eyes
And I wait for paradise
And I wait for paradise
The Virginia hills have gone to brown
Another day, another sun goin' down
I visit you in another dream
I visit you in another dream
I reach and feel your hair
Your smell lingers in the air
I brush your cheek with my fingertips
I taste the void upon your lips
And I wait for paradise
And I wait for paradise
I search for you on the other side
Where the river runs clean and wide
Up to my heart the waters rise
Up to my heart the waters rise
I sink 'neath the river cool and clear
Drifting down I disappear
I see you on the other side
I search for the peace in your eyes
But they're as empty as paradise
They're as empty as paradise
I break above the waves
Outlaw Pete lyrics
Outlaw Pete...
He was born a little baby on the Appalachian Trail
At six months old he'd done three months in jail
He robbed a bank in his diapers and his little bare baby feet
All he said was "Folks, my name is Outlaw Pete."
I'm Outlaw Pete!
I'm Outlaw Pete!
Can you hear me?
At twenty-five a mustang pony he did steal
And they rode around and 'round on heaven's wheel
Father Jesus, I'm an outlaw killer and a thief
And I slow down only to sow my grief
I'm Outlaw Pete!
I'm Outlaw Pete!
Can you hear me?
They cut his trail of tears across the countryside
And where he went, women wept and men died
One night he woke from a vision of his own death
Saddled his pony and rode her deep into the West
Married a Navajo girl and settled down on the res
And as the snow fell he held that beautiful daughter to his chest
I'm Outlaw Pete!
I'm Outlaw Pete!
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?
Out of the East on an Irish stallion came Bounty Hunter Dan
His heart quickened and burdened by the need to get his man
He found Pete peacefully fishing by the river, pulled his gun and got the drop
He said, "Pete, you think you've changed, but you have not."
He cocked his pistol, pulled the trigger and shouted, "let it start"
He drew a knife from his boot threw it and pierced Dan through the heart
Dan smiled as he laid in his own blood dying in the sun
And whispered in Pete's ear, "We cannot undo these things we've done."
You're Outlaw Pete!
You're Outlaw Pete!
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?
For forty days and nights Pete rode and did not stop
Till he sat high upon an icy mountain top
He watched the hawk on a desert updraft slip and slide
Moved to the edge and dug his spurs deep into his pony's side
Some say Pete and his pony vanished over the edge
Some say they remain frozen high upon that icy ledge
The young Navajo girl washes in the river, skin so fair
And braids a piece of Pete's buckskin chaps into her hair
Outlaw Pete!
Outlaw Pete!
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?
Well, I had the carburator, 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, check the plugs and point
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 pay phone
This turnpike sure is spooky at night when you're all alone
Gotta hit the gas, baby. I'm running late
This New Jersey in the mornin' like a lunar landscape
Now, the boss don't dig me, so he put me on the night shift
It's an all-night run to get back to where my baby lives
In the wee, wee hours your mind gets hazy
Radio relays towers, won't you lead me to my baby?
Underneath the overpass, trooper hits his party light switch
Good night, good luck. One, two power shift
I met Wanda when she was employed
Behind the counter at Route Sixty Bob's Big Boy Fried Chicken
On the front seat, she's sittin' in my lap
We're wipin' our fingers on a Texaco road map
I remember Wanda up on scrap metal hill
With them big brown eyes that make your heart stand still
Well, at five 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 comin' `round
I got 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, mister deejay, won'tcha hear my last prayer?
If I could, I surely would,
Stand on the rock where Moses stood,
Pharoah's army got drowned,
Oh, Mary don't you weep.
Oh Mary don't you weep no more,
Oh Mary don't you weep no more,
Pharoh's army got drowned,
Oh Mary don't you weep.
Well Mary wore three links of chain,
On every link was Jesus name,
Pharoah's army got drowned,
Oh Mary don't you weep.
Oh Mary don't you weep no more,
Oh Mary don't you weep no more,
Pharoah's army got drowned,
Oh Mary don't you weep.
Well one of these nights about 12 o'clock,
This old world is gonna rock,
Pharoh's army got drowned,
Oh Mary don't you weep.
Well Moses stood on the Red Sea shore,
Smote the water with a two by four,
Pharoh's army got drowned,
Oh Mary don't you weep.
Oh Mary don't you weep no more,
Oh Mary don't you weep no more,
Pharoh's army got drowned,
Oh Mary don't you weep.
Well old Mister Satan he got mad,
Missed that soul that he thought he had,
Pharoh's army got drowned,
Oh Mary don't you weep.
Brothers and sisters, don't you cry,
There'll be good times by and by,
Pharoh's army got drowned,
Oh Mary don't you weep.
Oh Mary don't you weep no more,
Oh Mary don't you weep no more,
Pharoh's army got drowned,
Oh Mary don't you weep.
God gave Noah the rainbow sign,
No more water, but fire next time,
Pharoh's army got drowned,
Oh Mary don't you weep.
Oh Mary don't you weep no more,
Oh Mary don't you weep no more,
Pharoh's army got drowned,
Oh Mary don't you weep.
Pharoh's army got drowned,
Oh Mary don't you weep,
Oh Mary don't you weep no more,
Oh Mary don't you weep no more.
Pharoh's army got drowned,
You get up every morning at the sound of the bell
You get to work late and the boss man's giving you hell
Till you're out on a midnight run
Losing your heart to a beautiful one
And it feels right as you lock up the house
Turn out the lights and step out into the night
And the world is busting at its seams
And you're just a prisoner of your dreams
Holding on for your life `cause you work all day
To blow `em away in the night
The rat traps filled with soul crusaders
The circuits lined and jammed with chromed invaders
And she's so pretty that you're lost in the stars
As you jockey your way through the cars
And sit at the light, as it changes to green
With your faith in your machine off you scream into the night
And you're in love with all the wonder it brings
And every muscle in your body sings as the highway ignites
You work nine to five and somehow you survive till the night
Hell all day they're busting you up on the outside
But tonight you're gonna break on through to the inside
And it'll be right, it'll be right, and it'll be tonight
And you know she will be waiting there
And you'll find her somehow you swear
Somewhere tonight you run sad and free
First time I crossed my heart
I was beggin’ baby please
At your bedside down on my knees
When I crossed my heart
When I crossed my heart
I crossed my heart pretty baby over you
Second time I crossed my heart
Rain came in from the south
I was lyin’ there with something sweet and salty in my mouth
When I crossed my heart
When I crossed my heart
When I crossed my heart pretty darlin’ over you
Well you may think the world’s black and white
And you’re dirty or you’re clean
You better watch out you don’t slip
Through them spaces in between
Where the night gets sticky
And the sky gets black
I grabbed you baby you grabbed me back
And we crossed our hearts
We crossed our hearts
Yeah I crossed my heart...
Little boys little girls
They know their wrongs from their rights
Once you crossed your heart
You ain’t ever supposed to lie
Well life ain’t nothin’
But a cold hard ride
I ain’t leavin’ ’til I’m satisfied
I cross my heart
Yeah I cross my heart
"Mrs McGraw," the seargent said,
"would you like a soldier
Of your son, Ted?
With a scarlet coat and a big cocked hat,
Mrs McGraw wouldn't you like that?"
With me too-rye-ay
Foddle-diddle-day
With me toorye oorye oorye-ay
With me toorye-ay
Foddle diddle day
Me toorye oorye oorye-ay
Mrs McGraw 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 been sailing the mediterranean
Have you news of my son Ted
Is he living or is he dead?
With me too-rye-ay
Foddle-diddle-day
With me toorye oorye oorye-ay
With me toorye-ay
Foddle diddle day
Me toorye oorye oorye-ay
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 me too-rye-ay
Foddle-diddle-day
With me toorye oorye oorye-ay
With me toorye-ay
Foddle diddle day
Me toorye oorye oorye-ay
Now 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 Teddy boy they will all cry
Your two fine legs were your mother's pride
Stumps made of tree won't do at all
Why didn't you run from the cannonball?
With me too-rye-ay
Foddle-diddle-day
With me toorye oorye oorye-ay
With me toorye-ay
Foddle diddle day
Me toorye oorye oorye-ay
All foreign wars, I do proclaim
There only blood and a mother's pain
And I'd rather have my son as he used to be
Then the King of America and his whole Navy.
With me too-rye-ay
Foddle-diddle-day
With me toorye oorye oorye-ay
With me toorye-ay
Foddle diddle day
Woke up this morning, was a chill in the air
Went into the kitchen, your cigarettes were lying there
Your jacket hung on the chair where you left it last night
Everything was in place, everything seemed all right
But you were missing
Missing...
Last night I dreamed the sky went black
You were drifting down and you couldn't get back
You were lost and in trouble so far from home
I reached for you, my arms were like stone
I woke and you were missing
Missing...
I searched for something to explain
In the whispering rain, and the trembling leaves
Tell me baby where did you go
You were here just a moment ago
There's nights I still hear your footsteps fall
I can hear your voice moving down the hall
Your smell drifts through the bedroom
I lie awake, but I don't move
Bring it Down, band!
Now , I just came here tonight to say
I just wanna say ...
I just wanna say ...
Merry Christmas baby, you surely treat me nice
Merry Christmas baby, you surely treat me nice
I feel just like I'm living in paradise
Now listen
Now you see, I feel real good tonight
And I got music on the radio
And I feel good tonight
And I got music on the radio
And I feel just like I wanna kiss you
Underneath my mistle-toe
But now listen
Santa came down chimney, half past three
With lots of nice little presents for my baby and me
Merry Christmas baby, you surely treat me nice
And I feel like I'm living, just living in paradise
Come on boys
Well now
Santa came down chimney, half past three
With lots of nice little presents for my baby and me
Merry Christmas baby, you surely treat me nice
And I feel like I'm living, just living in paradise
And I just came down to say ... merry Christmas baby
I just wanna say ... merry Christmas baby
I just wanna say ... merry Christmas baby
I just wanna say ... merry Christmas baby
And happy new year too
Oh yeah
Play it boys go !
Hey Eddie , can you lend me a few bucks
And tonight can you get us a ride?
Gotta make it through the tunnel
Got a meeting with a man on the other side
Hey Eddie, this guy he's the real thing
So if you want to come along
You gotta promise you won't say anything
'Cause this guy don't dance
And the word's been passed this is our last chance
We gotta stay cool tonight, Eddie
'Cause man, we got ourselves out on that line
And if we blow this one
They ain't gonna be looking for just me this time
And all we gotta do is hold up our end
Here stuff this in your pocket
It'll look like you're carrying a friend
And remember, just don't smile
Change your shirt 'cause tonight we got style
Well Cherry says she's gonna walk
'Cause she found out I took her radio and hocked it
But Eddie, man, she don't understand
That two grand's practically sitting here in my pocket
And tonight's gonna be everything that I said
And when I walk through that door
I'm just gonna throw that money on the bed
She'll see this time I wasn't just talking
Then I'm gonna go out walking
I got seven pictures of Buddha
The prophet's on my tongue
Eleven angels of mercy
Sighin' over that black hole in the sun
My heart's dark but it's risin'
I'm pullin' all the faith I can see
From that black hole on the horizon
I hear your voice calling me
Let it rain, let it rain, let it rain
Let it rain, let it rain, let it rain, let it rain
Meet me at Mary's place, we're gonna have a party
Meet me at Mary's place, we're gonna have a party
Tell me how do we get this thing started
Meet me at Mary's place
Familiar faces around me
Laughter fills the air
Your loving grace surrounds me
Everybody's here
Furniture's out on the front porch
Music's up loud
I dream of you in my arms
I lose myself in the crowd
Let it rain, let it rain, let it rain
Let it rain, let it rain, let it rain, let it rain
Meet me at Mary's place, we're gonna have a party
Meet me at Mary's place, we're gonna have a party
Tell me how do you live broken-hearted
Meet me at Mary's place
I got a picture of you in my locket
I keep it close to my heart
A light shining in my breast
Leading me through the dark
Seven days, seven candles
In my window light your way
Your favorite record's on the turntable
I drop the needle and pray
Band's countin' out midnight
Floor's rumblin' loud
Singer's callin' up daylight
And waitin' for that shout from the crowd
Waitin' for that shout from the crowd
Waitin' for that shout from the crowd
Waitin' for that shout from the crowd
Waitin' for that shout from the crowd
Waitin' for that shout from the crowd
Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up
Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up, turn it up
Meet me at Mary's place, we're gonna have a party
Meet me at Mary's place, we're gonna have a party
Tell me how do we get this thing started
Meet me at Mary's place
Meet me at Mary's place
The ragamuffin gunner is returnin' home like a hungry runaway
He walks through town all alone
He must be from the fort he hears the high school girls say
His countryside's burnin' with wolfman fairies dressed in drag for homicide
The hit and run, plead sanctuary, `neath a holy stone they hide
They're breakin' beams and crosses with a spastic's reelin' perfection
Nuns run bald through Vatican halls pregnant, pleadin' immaculate conception
And everybody's wrecked on Main Street from drinking unholy blood
Sticker smiles sweet as gunner breathes deep, his ankles caked in mud
And I said "Hey gunner man that's quicksand, that's quicksand that ain't mud
Have you thrown your senses to the war or did you lose them in the flood?"
That pure American brother, dull-eyed and empty-faced
Races Sundays in Jersey in a Chevy stock super eight
He rides `er low on the hip, on the side he's got Bound For Glory in red,
white and blue flash paint
He leans on the hood telling racing stories, the kids call him Jimmy The
Saint
Well the blaze and noise boy, he's gunnin' that bitch loaded to blastin'
point
He rides head first into a hurricane and disappears into a point
And there's nothin' left but some blood where the body fell
That is, nothin' left that you could sell
Just junk all across the horizon, a real highwayman's farewell
And he said "Hey kid, you think that's oil? Man, that ain't oil that's blood"
I wonder what he was thinking when he hit that storm
Or was he just lost in the flood?
Eighth Avenue sailors in satin shirts whisper in the air
Some storefront incarnation of Maria, she's puttin' on me the stare
And Bronx's best apostle stands with his hand on his own hard ware
Everything stops, you hear five, quick shots, the cops come up for air
And now the whiz-bang gang from uptown, they're shootin' up the street
And that cat from the Bronx starts lettin' loose but he gets blown right off
his feet
And some kid comes blastin' round the corner but a cop puts him right away
He lays on the street holding his leg screaming something in Spanish
Still breathing when I walked away
And somebody said "Hey man did you see that? His body hit the street with such a beautiful thud"
I wonder what the dude was sayin' or was he just lost in the flood?
Hey man, did you see that, those poor cats are sure messed up
Well ya know when you're young,
There's such a distance between you and your family.
Just can't see things from the same point of view.
Papa wants a lawyer and mama she wants an author,
And all you want is for them to want you.
Well, I saw lot of bad signs and we had some real bad timesback on the east coast.
And I guess you could say it took california to bring us close.
There was a lot of hard livin' and some stone cold women on the east coast.
And I saw my papa turn away when I need him the most.
And california, she's an angel.
Lo, so heavenly dressed
And the pacific she's a woman
The lord must have loved her best.
I got a california rainbow to come give them thunder clouds a rest
And the mountain is my friend now, she put me to her test
Well you know every father has dreams and schemes fo his own kid.
And dreaming it ain't been declaired no capital crime
But I just hope when I grow up to have my own kids
I'll love them all I can and let 'em make their own minds
Now you know how a mother can hold the son through understanding.
And my father he once held me close by crying.
Whoa, and my mama's love it don't ever leave me standing.
And papa's love it just leaves me smiling.
Whoa, and my mama she's a rainbow,
Gotta see hen on sunday when she's dressed
Whoa, and my papa he's a good man, he gives me and mama his best.
Whoa, my mama she's a rainbow, come to give them thunder clouds a rest.
Out where the creek turn shallow and sandy
And the moon comes skimmin' away the stars
When the mesquite comes rushin' over the hilltops
Straight into my arms
Straight into my arms
I'm ridin' hard carryin' a cache of roses
A fresh map that I made
Now I'm gonna get birth naked and bury my old soul
And dance on it's grave
And dance on it's grave
It's been a long time comin', my dear
It's been a long time comin', but now it's here
And now it's here
Well my daddy he was just a stranger
Lived in a hotel downtown
Well when I was a kid he was just somebody
Somebody I'd see around
Somebody I'd see around
Well now down below and pullin' on my shirt
Yeah I got some kids of my own
Well if I had one wish for you in this god forsaken world, kid
It'd be that your mistakes will be your own
That your sins will be your own
It's been a long time comin', my dear
It's been a long time comin', but now it's here
And now it's here
(Whoaaa)
Out 'neath the arms of Cassiopeia*
Where the sword of Orion sweeps
It's me and you, Rosie, cracklin' like crossed wires
And you breathin' in your sleep
And you breathin' in your sleep
Well there's just a spark of a campfire left burnin'
Two kids in a sleeping bag beside
Reach 'neath your shirt, put my hands across your belly and feel
Another one kickin' inside
And I ain't gonna fuck it up this time
It's been a long time comin', my dear
It's been a long time comin', but now it's here
It's been a long time comin', my dear
It's been a long time comin', but now it's here
I was driving through my hometown
I was just kinda killin’ time
When I seen a face staring out of a black velvet painting
From the window of the five and dime
I couldn’t quite recall the name
But the pose looked familiar to me
So I asked the salesgirl "Who was that man
Between the doberman and Bruce Lee ?"
She said "Just a local hero"
"Local hero" she said with a smile
"Yeah a local hero he used to live here for a while"
I met a stranger dressed in black
At the train station
He said "Son your soul can be saved"
There’s beautiful women nights of low livin’
And some dangerous money to be made
There’s a big town ’cross the whiskey line
And if we turn the right cards up
They make us boss the devil pays off
And them folks that are real hard up
They get their local hero
Somebody with the right style
They get their local hero
Somebody with just the right smile
Well I learned my job I learned it well
Fit myself with religion and a story to tell
First they made me the king then they made me pope
Then they brought the rope
I woke to a gypsy girl sayin’ "Drink this"
Well my hands had lost all sensation
These days I’m feeling all right
’Cept I can’t tell my courage from my desperation
From the tainted chalice
Well I drunk some heady wine
Tonight I’m layin’ here
But there’s something in my ear
Sayin’ there’s a little town just beaneath the floodline
Needs a local hero
Somebody with the right style
Lookin’ for a local hero
Someone with the right smile
Local hero local hero she said with a smile
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 when we kissed
That taste of blood on your tongue
Don't worry, darlin'
No baby, don't you fret
We're livin' in the future
And none of this has happened yet
Don't worry, darlin'
No baby, don't you fret
We're livin' in the future
And none of this has happened yet
Woke up election day
Sky's gunpowder and shades of grey
Beneath the dirty sun
I whistle my time away
Then just about sun down
You come walkin' through town
Your boot heels clickin' like
The barrel of a pistol spinnin' round
Don't worry, darlin'
No baby, don't you fret
We're livin' in the future
And none of this has happened yet
Don't worry, darlin'
No baby, don't you fret
We're livin' in the future
And none of this has happened yet
The earth it gave away
The sea rose towards the sun
I opened up my heart to you
It got all damaged and undone
My ship Liberty sailed away
On a bloody red horizon
The groundskeeper opened the gates
And let the wild dogs run
Alone I limp through town
A lost cowboy at sundown
Got my monkey on a leash
Got my ear tuned to the ground
My faith's been torn asunder
Tell me is that rollin' thunder
Or just the sinkin' sound
Of somethin' righteous goin' under
Don't worry, darlin'
No baby, don't you fret
We're livin' in the future
And none of this has happened yet
Don't worry, darlin'
No baby, don't you fret
We're livin' in the future
And none of this has happened yet
None of this has happened yet
None of this has happened yet
None of this has happened yet
None of this has happened yet
Na na na na, na na na na-na
Na na na na, na na na na-na
Na na na na, na na na na-na
Na na na na, na na na na-na
Na na na na, na na na na-na
Na na na na, na na na na-na
We met down in the valley, where the wine of love and destruction flows
There in that curve of darkness where flowers of temptation grow
I left the rest for the others it was you and nothing else
You felt so good to me baby, as good as life itself
You were life itself, rushing over me
Life itself, the wind in the black elms
Life itself, in your heart and in your eyes
I can't make it without you
I knew you were in trouble, anyone could tell
You carried your little black book from which all your secrets fell
You squandered all your riches, your, your beauty and your wealth
Like you had no further use for, for life itself
You were life itself, rushing over me
Life itself, the wind in the black elms
Life itself, in your heart and in your eyes
I can't make it without you
Why are things that we treasure most slip away in time
’Til to the music we grow deaf and to god's beauty blind
Why do the things that connect us slowly pull us apart
'Til we fall away in our own darkness
Stranger to our own hearts
And to life itself, rushing over me
Life itself, the wind in the black elms
Life itself, in your heart and in your eyes
I can't make it without you
So here's one for the road
Here's one to your health
And to life itself, rushing over me
Life itself, the wind in the black elms
Life itself, in your heart and in your eyes
I can't make it without you
Life itself
Life itself
Life itself
Sun comes up on another day
but things are not the same as yesterday
life is not what it used to be
lives were lost because of jealousy
a sad page written in our history
what good can come from this misery?
life is not what it used to be
lives were lost because of jealousy
though the tears wash away the pain
sorrow still remains
a million candles light up the night
through the darkness I see the light
life is not what it used to be
Grab your ticket and your suitcaseThunder’s rolling down the tracksDon’t know where you’re goin’Sky is turnin’ blackWell darlin’ if you’re wearyLay your head upon my chestWe’ll take what we can carryAnd we’ll leave behind the restBig wheels rolling through fieldsWhere sunlight streamsMeet me in a land of hope and dreamsWell I will provide for youYa and I will stand by your sideYou’ll need a good companion darlin’For this part of the rideYa leave behind your sorrowsYa this day at lastTomorrow they’ll be sunny skiesAnd all this darkness pastBig wheels rolling through fieldsWhere sunlight streamsMeet me in a land of hope and dreamsThis trainCarries saints and sinnersThis trainCarries losers and winnersThis trainCarries whores and gamblersThis trainCarries midnight ramblersThis trainCarries broken heartedThis trainCarries souls departedThis trainDreams will not be thwartedThis trainFaith will be rewardedThis trainCarries fools and kingsThis trainHear the big wheels singingThis trainBells of freedom ringing
Well they closed down the auto plant in Mahwah late that 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 Tip Top 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 young Johnny down
Well the evidence is clear gonna let the sentence son fit the crime
Prison for 98 and a year and we'll call it even Johnny 99
A fist fight 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 a statement you'd like to make
Before the bailiff comes to forever take you away
Now judge I had debts no honest man could pay
The bank was holdin' my mortgage and they were gonna take my house away
Now I ain't sayin' that makes me an innocent man
But it was more `n all this that put that gun in my hand
Well your honor I do believe I'd be better off dead
So if you can take a man's life for the thoughts that's in his head
Then sit back in that chair and think it over judge one more time
Well John Henry was a little baby
Sittin' on his daddy's knee
He picked up a hammer and
a little piece of steel
And cried, "Hammer's gonna
be death of me, Lord, Lord
Hammer's gonna be the death of me"
Now the captain he
said to John Henry
"I'm gonna bring that
steam drill around
I'm gonna bring that
steam drill out on these tracks
I'm gonna knock that
steel on down, God, God
I'm gonna knock that
steel on down"
John Henry told his captain
"Lord a man ain't noth' but a man
But before I let that steam drill
beat me down
I'm gonna die with a hammer
in my hand, Lord, Lord
I'll die with a hammer in my hand"
John Henry driving
on the right side
That steam drill driving
on the left
Says, "Fore I let your
steam drill beat me down
I'm gonna hammer
myself to death, Lord, Lord,
I'll hammer my fool self to death"
Well captain said to John Henry
"What is that storm I hear?"
John Henry said, "That
ain't no storm captain
That's just my hammer
in the air, Lord, Lord
That's just my hammer in the air"
John Henry said to his shaker
"Shaker, why don't you sing?
Cause I'm swingin' thirty pounds
from my hips on down
Yeah, listen to my cold steel
ring, Lord Lord
Listen to my cold steel ring"
John Henry he hammered
in the mountains
His hammer was striking fire
But he worked so hard;
it broke his heart
John Henry laid down his hammer
and died, Lord, Lord
John Henry laid down his hammer and died
Well, now John Henry
he had him a woman
By the name of Polly Ann
She walked out to those tracks
Picked up John Henry's hammer
Polly drove steel like a man, Lord, Lord
Polly drove that steel like a man
Well every, every Monday morning
When a blue bird he began to sing
You could hear John Henry
from a mile or more
You could hear John Henry's hammer
ring, Lord, Lord
You can hear John Henry's hammer ring
I say, You can John Henry's
hammer ring, Lord, Lord
You can John Henry's
Driving home she grabs something to eat
Turns a corner and drives down her street
Into a row of houses she just melts away
Like the scenery in another man's play
Into a house where the blinds are closed
To keep from seeing things she don't wanna know
She pulls the blinds and looks out on the street
The cool of the night takes the edge off the heat
In the Jackson Cage
Down in Jackson Cage
You can try with all your might
But you're reminded every night
That you been judged and handed life
Down in Jackson Cage
Every day ends in wasted motion
Just crossed swords on the killing floor
To settle back is to settle without knowing
The hard edge that you're settling for
Because there's always just one more day
And it's always gonna be that way
Little girl you've been down here so long
I can tell by the way that you move you belong to
The Jackson Cage
Down in Jackson Cage
And it don't matter just what you say
Are you tough enough to play the game they play
Or will you just do your time and fade away
Down into the Jackson Cage
Baby there's nights when I dream of a better world
But I wake up so downhearted girl
I see you feeling so tired and confused
I wonder what it's worth to me or you
Just waiting to see some sun
Never knowing if that day will ever come
Left alone standing out on the street
Till you become the hand that turns the key down in
Jackson Cage
Down in Jackson Cage
Well darlin' can you understand
The way that they will turn a man
Into a stranger to waste away
I had skin like leather and the diamond-hard look of a cobra
I was born blue and weathered but I burst just like a supernova
I could walk like Brando right into the sunThen dance just like a Casanova
With my blackjack and jacket and hair slicked sweet
Silver star studs on my duds like a Harley in heat
When I strut down the street I could feel its heartbeat
The sisters fell back and said "Don't that man look pretty"
The cripple on the corner cried out "Nickels for your pity"
Them downtown boys sure talk grittyIt's so hard to be a saint in the city
I was the king if the alley I could talk some trash
I was the prince of the paupers crowned downtown at the beggar's bash
I was the pimp's main prophet I kept everythning cool
A backstreet gambler with the luck to lose
And when the heat came down it was left on the ground
The devil appeared like Jesus through the steam in the street
Showin' me a hand I knew even the cops couldn't beat
I felt his hot breath on my neck as I dove into the heat
It's so hard to be a saint when you're just a boy
And the sages of the subway sit just like the living dead
As the tracks clack out the rhythm their eyes fixed straightahead
They ride the line of balance and hold on by just a thread
But it's too hot in these tunnels you can get hit up by the heat
You get up to get out at your next stop but they push you
back down in your seat
Your heart starts beatin' faster as you struggle to your feet
Then you're outa that hole and back up on the street
And them South Side sisters sure look pretty
The cripple on the corner cries out "Nickels for your pity"
The sky was falling and streaked with blood
I heard you calling me then you disappeared into the dust
Up the stairs, into the fire
Up the stairs, into the fire
I need your kiss, but love and duty called you someplace higher
Somewhere up the stairs into the fire
May your strength give us strength
May your faith give us faith
May your hope give us hope
May your love give us love
May your strength give us strength
May your faith give us faith
May your hope give us hope
May your love give us love
You gave your love to see in fields of red and autumn brown
You gave your love to me and lay your young body down
Up the stairs, into the fire
Up the stairs, into the fire
I need you near but love and duty called you someplace higher
Somewhere up the stairs into the fire
May your strength give us strength
May your faith give us faith
May your hope give us hope
May your love give us love
May your strength give us strength
May your faith give us faith
May your hope give us hope
May your love give us love
May your strength give us strength
May your faith give us faith
May your hope give us hope
May your love give us love
It was dark, too dark to see, you held me in the light you gave
You lay your hand on me
Then walked into the darkness of your smoky grave
Somewhere up the stairs into the fire
Somewhere up the stairs into the fire
I need your kiss, but love and duty called you someplace higher
Somewhere up the stairs into the fire
May your strength give us strength
May your faith give us faith
May your hope give us hope
May your love give us love
May your strength give us strength
May your faith give us faith
May your hope give us hope
May your love give us love
May your strength give us strength
May your faith give us faith
May your hope give us hope
May your love give us love
May your strength give us strength
May your faith give us faith
May your hope give us hope
May your love give us love
Spanish Johnny drove in from the underworld last night with bruised arms and broken rhythm and a beat-up old Buick but dressed just like dynamite,
He tried sellin' his heart to the hard girls over on Easy Street,
But they said, "Johnny, it falls apart so easy and you know hearts these days are cheap."
And the pimps swung their axes and said, "Johnny, you're a cheater."
Well, the pimps swung their axes and said, "Johnny, you're a liar."
And from out of the shadows cam e a young girl's voice, said: "Johnny don't cry."
Puerto Rican Jane, oh won't you tell me what's your name.
I want to drive you down to the other side of town where paradise ain't so crowded and there'll be action goin' down on Shanty Lane tonight
All the golden heeled fairies in a real bitch-fight pull thirty-eights and
kiss their girls goodnight.
Goodnight, it's alright, Jane
Now let them black boys in to light the soul flame,
We may find it out on the street tonight, baby,
Or we may walk until the daylight, maybe.
Well, like a cool Romeo he made his moves, oh she looked so fine
Like a late Juliet she knew she'd never be true but then she really didn't
mind,
Upstairs a band was playin' and the singer was singin' something about going home,
She whispered, "Spanish Johnny, you can leave me tonight, but just don't leave me alone."
And Johnny cried, "Puerto Rican Jane, word is down the cops have found the vein."
Them bare foot boys left their homes for the woods
Them little barefoot street boys, they said their homes ain't no good,
They left the corners, threw away their switchblade knives and kissed each other goodbye.
Johnny was sittin' on the fire escape watchin' the kids playin' down the
street,
He called down, "Hey little heroes, summer's long but I guess it ain't very sweet around here anymore,
Janey sleeps in sheets damp with sweat, Johnny sits up alone and watches her dream on, dream on,
And the sister prays for lost souls then breaks down in the chapel after everyone's gone.
Jane moves over to share her pillow but opens her eyes to see Johnny up and putting his clothes on,
She says, "Those romantic young boys, all they ever want to do is fight,
Those romantic young boys, they're callin' through the window:
Hey, Spanish Johnny, you want to make a little easy money tonight?"
And Johnny whispered, "Goodnight, it's all tight Jane,
I'll meet you tomorrow night on Lover's Lane
We may find it out on the street tonight now baby
Or we may walk until the daylight, baby."
Goodnight, it's alright Jane, I'm gonna meet you tomorrow night on Lover's Lane,
We can find it out on the street tonight, baby,
Well my mother rolled over and died in michiganMy dog got hit by a truck and I cried in michiganI got drunk and puked up my guts in michiganBut I’m alright, I’m alright, I’m alright, I’m alrightAnd man I’m riding here tonight in michiganI ran a race and came in dead last in michiganYeah, I shot myself in the ass in michiganI was lookin’ for someplace to feel free but they busted my for justBeing me in michiganBut alright, it’s alright, it’s alright, it’s alrightAnd baby I’m riding high tonight in michiganI ran into a little bad luck in michiganI met a woman ? ? ? Baby I’m running late but you got here one hell of a stateIn michiganOh michiganThis song has been played in a few towns in the us, each time theTitle has been changed and some of the lyrics as well.(gotj tour)
Part of the hammond demos.(recorded by allan clarke on solo album in 1975) written by bruceWell there’s a light on yonder mountainAnd it’s calling me to shineThere’s a girl over by the water fountainAnd she’s asking to be mineAnd ain’t that jesus, he’s standing in the doorwayWith a buckskin jacket, boots and spurs, so really fineHe says we need you up in dodge city, son’cause there’s oh so many bad boys (just too many outlaw)Tryin’ to work the same lineWell now if jesus was the sheriff and I were the priestIf my lady was an heiress and my mama was a thiefOh and papa rode shotgun for the fargo lineThere’s still too many outlawsTryin’ to work the same lineNow old sweet virgin maryShe runs the holy grail saloonWhere for a nickel they’ll give you whiskyAnd the personally blessed balloonAnd the holy ghost, he’s the host with the mostHe runs the burlesque showWhere they let you in for freeBut oh hit you for your soul when you goAnd mary serves mass on sundayAnd then she sells her body on mondayTo the bootlegger who will pay the highest priceBut he don’t know he got stuck with a loserMary’s a stone junkie, what’s more she’s a boozerAnd she’s only been made once or twiceBy some kind of magicWell things ain’t been the same in heavenEver since big bad bobby came to townHe’s been known to down elevenAnd then ask for another roundAnd me I got scabs on my kneesFrom kneeling way too longI gotta take a stand, be the man, up where you belongAnd forget about the old friends and the old timesBecause there’s just too many new boysTryin’ to work the same lineWell now if jesus was the sheriff and I were the priestIf my lady was an heiress and my mama was a thiefOh and papa rode shotgun for the fargo lineThere’s still too many bad boysTryin’ to work the same lineNow there’s a light on yonder mountainAnd it’s calling me to shineThere’s a girl by the water fountainAnd she’s asking to be mineAnd jesus, he’s standing in the doorwayWith his six-guns drawn, and ready to fanHe says we need you son, up in dodge cityBut I’m already overdue in cheyenne
We sit in the car outside your house
I can feel the heat coming 'round
I go to put my arm around you
and you give me a look like I'm way out of bounds
well you let out one of your bored sighs
Well lately when I look into your eyes
I'm goin down, down, down
I'm goin' down, down down
We get dressed up and we go out, baby, for the night
We come home early burning, burning in some fire fight
I'm sick and tired of you setting me up
Setting me up just to knock-a knock-a knock-a me down, down, down
I'm goin down, down, down
I'm goin' down, down down
I pull you close but when we kiss I can feel a doubt
I remember back when we started
My kisses used to turn you inside out
I used to drive you to work in the morning
Friday night I'd drive you all around
You used to love to drive me wild
But lately girl you get your kicks from just driving me down, down, down
I'm goin down, down, down
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 sun lifts a halo, at your lips a crown of thorns
Whatever the deal's going down, to this one I'm sworn
I'll work for your love dear
I'll work for your love
What others may want for free
I'll work for your love
The dust of civilizations and love's sweet remains
Slip off of your fingers and come drifting down like rain
The pages of Revelation lie open in your empty eyes of blue
I watch you slip that comb through your hair and this I promise you
I'll work for your love dear
I'll work for your love
What others may want for free
I'll work for your love
Well tears they fill the rosary, at your feet my temple of bones
Here in this perdition we go on and on
Now I see your pieces crumbled and our book of faith's been tossed
And I'm just down here searching for my own piece of the cross
In the late afternoon sun fills the room with a mist in the garden before the fall
I watch your hands smooth the front of your blouse and seven drops of blood fall
I'll work for your love dear
I'll work for your love
What others may want for free
I'll work for your love
What others may want for free
I'll work for your love
What others may want for free
The guilty undertaker sighs
The lonesome organ grinder cries
The silver saxophone says
I should refuse you
The cracked bells and washed out horns
Blow into my face with scorn
But it's not that way
I wasn't born to lose you
I want you I want you
I want you so bad
Honey I want you
The drunken politician leaps
Upon the streets where mothers weep
And the saviors who are fast asleep
They wait for you
And I wait for them to interrupt
Me drinking from my broken cup
And ask me to open up
The gate for you
Now all my fathers
They've gone down
True love
They've been without it
But all their daughters
Put me down
'Cause I don't
Think about it
Well I return to the queen of spades
And talk with my chamber maid
She knows that I'm not afraid to
Look at her
She is good to me and there's
Nothing she doesn't see
She knows where I'd like to be
But it doesn't matter
Now your dancing child with the chinese suit
He spoke to me I took his flute
No I wasn't very cute to him
Was I
But I did it because he lied
Because he took you for a ride
And because time was on his side
And because I
Want you I want you
I want you so bad
Let the frozen cities crumble, crumble and fall
That's alright, I don't mind at all
Let 'em all tumble right into the sea
Well that's just fine, that's alright with me
Since you came down the line
I can't sleep at night, I got one thing on my mind
That's every day, every night
I wanna be with you
I wanna be with you, that's what I wanna do
'Cause you're just so out of sight
I wanna be with you, that's what I wanna do
Now I lost my job at the Texaco station
'Cause instead of pumping gas I'd dream of you
I got thrown out of my house, I got such a bad reputation
'Cause all I wanna do is be seen with you
They gave me my pay and said walk
I don't care what they say, go ahead and let 'em all talk
'Til the world falls apart
I wanna be with you
I wanna be with you
That's what I wanna do
Until they will rip out my heart
I wanna be with you, I wanna be with you
Well that's all I wanna do
Hold tight, love me just a little bit
Alright, a little bit more
Tonight, tonight give me just a little kiss
No I don't know, I don't know, I don't
I just can't understand it, you're not pretty at all
But I come when you whisper, I run when you call
When I see you on the street I fall on my face
I drop to my knees, I plead my case
Oh, oh I wanna be with you
I wanna be with you, that's what I wanna do
Oh, oh I wanna be with you
I wanna be with you, that's all I wanna do
Oh, oh I wanna be with you
I wanna be with you, darlin', don't you know
You and me we were the pretenders
We let it all slip away
In the end what you don't surrender
Well the world just strips away
Girl ain't no kindness in the face of strangers
Ain't gonna find no miracles here
Well you can wait on your blessings darlin'
But I got a deal for you right here
I ain't lookin' for prayers or pity
I ain't comin' 'round searchin' for a crutch
I just want someone to talk to
And a little of that human touch
Just a little of that human touch
Ain't no mercy on the streets of this town
Ain't no bread from heavenly skies
Ain't nobody drawin' wine from this blood
It's just you and me tonight
Tell me in a world without pity
Do you uthink what I'm askin's too much ?
I just want something to hold on to
And a little of that human touch
Just a little of that human touch
Oh girl that feeling of safety you prize
Well it comes with a hard hard price
You can't shut off the risk and pain
Without losin' the love that remains
We're all riders on this train
So you been broken and you been hurt
Show me soomebody who ain't
Yeah I know I ain't nobody's bargain
But hell a little touchup
And a little paint...
You might need somethin' to hold on to
When all the answers they don't amount to much
Somebody that you can just talk to
And a little of that human touch
Baby in a world without pity
Do you think what I'm askin's too much ?
I just want to feel you in my arms
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 Franky and Franky ain't no good
Now ever since we was young kids it's been the same come down
I get a call over the radio Franky'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
Me and Franky laughin' and drinkin' nothin' feels better than blood on blood
Takin' turns dancin' with Maria as the band played "Night of the Johnstown Flood"
I catch him when he's strayin' like any brother would
Man turns his back on his family well he just ain't no good
Well Franky 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 droppin' till it was like we were gettin' robbed
Franky came home in '68 and me I took this job
Yea we're laughin' and drinkin' nothin' feels better than blood on blood
Takin' turns dancin' with Maria as the band played "Night of the Johnstown Flood"
I catch him when he's strayin', teach him how to walk that line
Man turns his back on his family he ain't no friend of mine
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 lyin' on the floor lookin' bad, bleedin' hard from his head there was a girl cryin' at a table, it was Frank they said
Well I went out and I jumped in my car and I hit the lights
I must of done 110 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 till a sign said Canadian border 5 miles from here
I pulled over the side of the highway and watched his taillights disappear
Me and Franky laughin' and drinkin' nothin' feels better than blood on blood
Takin' turns dancin' with Maria as the band played "Night of the Johnstown Flood"
I catch him when he's strayin' like any brother would
Oh God said to abraham, kill me a sonAbe says, man, you must be putting me onGod say, no. abe say, what? God say, you can do what you want abe, butThe next time you see me comin’ you better runWell abe says, where do you want this killing done? God says, out on highway 61.Well georgia sam he had a bloody noseWelfare department they wouldn’t give him no clothesHe asked poor howard where can I goHoward said there’s only one place I knowSam said tell me quick man I got to runOl’ howard just pointed with his gunAnd said that way down on highway 61.Well mack the finger said to louie the kingI got forty red white and blue shoe stringsAnd a thousand telephones that don’t ringDo you know where I can get rid of these thingsAnd louie the king said let me think for a minute sonAnd he said yes I think it can be easily doneJust take everything down to highway 61.Now the fifth daughter on the twelfth nightTold the first father that things weren’t rightMy complexion she said is much too whiteHe said come here and step into the light he says hmm you’re rightLet me tell the second mother this has been doneBut the second mother was with the seventh sonAnd they were both out on highway 61.Now the rovin’ gambler he was very boredHe was tryin’ to create a next world warHe found a promoter who nearly fell off the floorHe said I never engaged in this kind of thing beforeBut yes I think it can be very easily doneWe’ll just put some bleachers out in the sunAnd have it on highway 61.
Monday morning runs to sunday nightScreaming slow me down before the new year diesIt won’t take much to kill a lovin’ smileAnd every mother with a baby cryin in her arms singinGive me help, give me strengthGive a soul a night of fearless sleepGive me love, give me peaceDon’t you know these days you pay for everythingGot high hopesComin from the cities, comin from the wildI see a breathless army breakin like a cloudIt’s gonna smother love it’s gonna shoot your hopesBefore the meek inherit they’ll learn to hate themselvesSinginGive me help, give me strengthGive a soul a night of fearless sleepGive me love, give me peaceDon’t you know these days you pay for everythingGot high hopesSo tell me someone what’s the priceI wanna buy some time and maybe live my lifeI wanna have a wife I wanna have some kidsI want to look in their eyes and know they’re gonna stand a chanceSinginGive me help, give me strengthGive a soul a night of fearless sleepGive me love, give me peaceDon’t you know these days you pay for everythingGot high hopes
From nowhere through the caravan
Round the campfire light
Lovely woman in motion
With hair as dark as night
Her eyes were like that of a cat in the dark
that hypnotized me with love
She was a gypsy woman
She was a gypsy woman
She was a gypsy woman
She was a gypsy woman
She was a gypsy woman
She danced around and round
Guitar's melody
From the fire her face was aglow
How she enchanted me
I'd like to hold her near
And kiss her hair and whisper in her ear
I love you gypsy woman
I love you gypsy woman
I love you gypsy woman
I love you gypsy woman
All through the caravan
She was dancing with all the men
Waiting for the rising sun
Everyone was having fun
Hated to see her go
Knowing that she'll never know
that I love her
that I love her
I love you gypsy woman
I love you gypsy woman
I love you gypsy woman
I love you gypsy woman
Well the street lights shine
Down on Blessing Avenue
Lovers they walk by
Holdin' hands two by two
A breeze crosses the porch
Bicycle spokes spin 'round
Jacket's on, I'm out the door
Tonight I'm gonna burn this town down
And the girls in their summer clothes
In the cool of the evening light
The girls in their summer clothes
Pass me by
Kid's rubber ball smacks
Off the gutter 'neath the lamp light
Big bank clock chimes
Off go the sleepy front porch lights
Downtown the store's alive
As the evening's underway
Things been a little tight
But I know they're gonna turn my way
And the girls in their summer clothes
In the cool of the evening light
The girls in their summer clothes
Pass me by
Frankie's Diner's
Old friend on the edge of town
Neon sign spinnin' round
Like a cross over the lost and found
Fluorescent lights
Flicker above Bob's Grill
Shaniqua brings a coffee and asks "fill?"
And says "penny for your thoughts now my poor Bill"
She went away
She cut me like a knife
Hello beautiful thing
Maybe you just saved my life
In just a glance
Down here on Magic Street
Love's a fool's dance
I ain't got much sense but I still got my feet
And the girls in their summer clothes
In the cool of the evening light
The girls in their summer clothes
Pass me by
And the girls in their summer clothes
In the cool of the evening light
The girls in their summer clothes
Pass me by
La la la la, la la la la la la la
La la la la, la la la la la la la
La la la la, la la la la la la la
La la la la, la la la la la la la
For 15 years Le Bin Son fought side by side with the Americans
In the mountains and deltas of Vietnam
In '75 Saigon fell and he left his command
And brought his family to the promised land
Seabrook, Texas and the small towns in the Gulf of Mexico
It was delta country and reminded him of home
He worked as a machinist, put his money away
And bought a shrimp boat with his cousin
And together they harvested Galveston Bay
In the mornin' 'fore the sun come up
He'd kiss his sleepin' daughter
Steer out thru thechannel
And cast his nets into the water
Billy Sutter fought with Charlie Company
In the highlands of Quang Tri
He was wounded in the battle of Chu Lai
Shipped home in '68
There he married and worked the gulf fishing grounds
In a boat that'd been his father's
In the morning he'd kiss his sleeping son
And cast his nets into the water
Billy sat in front of his TV as the South fell
And the communists rolled into Saigon
He and his friends watched as the refugees came
Settled on the same streets and worked the coast they'd grew up on
Soon in the bars around the harbor was talk
Of America for the Americans
Someone said 'You want 'em out, you got to burn 'em out.'
And brought in the Texas Klan
One humid Texas night there were three shadows on the harbor
Come to burn the Vietnamese into the sea
In the fire's light shots rang out
Two Texans lay dead on the ground
Le stood with a pistol in his hand
A jury acquitted him in self-defense
As before the judge he did stand
But as Le walked down the courthouse steps
Billy said 'My friend you're a dead man.'
One late summer night Le stood watch along the waterside
Billy stood in the shadows
His K-bar knife in his hand
And the moon slipped behind the clouds
Le lit a cigarette, the bay was still as glass
As he walked by Billy stuck his knife into his pocket
Took a breath and let him pass
In the early darkness Billy rose up
Went into the kitchen for a drink of water
Kissed his sleeping wife
Headed into the channel
And cast his nets into the water
Well she got her daddy's car
And she cruised through the hamburger stand now
Seems she forgot all about the library
Like she told her old man now
And with the radio blasting
Goes cruising just as fast as she can now
And she'll have fun fun fun
'Til her daddy takes the T-Bird away
(Fun fun fun 'til her daddy takes the T-Bird away)
Well the girls can't stand her
'Cause she walks looks and drives like an ace now
(You walk like an ace now you walk like an ace)
She makes the Indy 500 look like a Roman chariot race now
(You look like an ace now you look like an ace)
A lotta guys try to catch her
But she leads them on a wild goose chase now
(You drive like an ace now you drive like an ace)
And she'll have fun fun fun
'Til her daddy takes the T-Bird away
(Fun fun fun 'til her daddy takes the T-Bird away)
(solo)
Well you knew all along
That your dad was gettin' wise to you now
(You shouldn't have lied now you shouldn't have lied)
And since he took your set of keys
You've been thinking that your fun is all through now
(You shouldn't have lied now you shouldn't have lied)
But you can come along with me
'Cause we gotta a lot of things to do now
(You shouldn't have lied now you shouldn't have lied)
And we'll have fun fun fun now that daddy took the T-Bird away
(Fun fun fun now that daddy took the T-Bird away)
And we'll have fun fun fun now that daddy took the T-Bird away
(Fun fun fun now that daddy took the T-Bird away)
(fun fun now that daddy took the T-Bird away)
(fun fun now that daddy took the T-Bird away)
(fun fun now that daddy took the T-Bird away)
(fun fun now that daddy took the T-Bird away)
(fun fun now that daddy took the T-Bird away)
(fun fun now that daddy took the T-Bird away)
(fun fun now that daddy took the T-Bird away)
Froggie went a-courtin' and he did ride, a - huh
Froggie went a-courtin' and he did ride, a - huh
Froggie went a-courtin' and he did ride
Sword and pistol by his side, a - huh, a - huh, fare the well
Well he rode down to Miss Mouse's door
Where he had often been before
He took Miss Mousie on his knee
Said "Miss Mousie will you marry me"
I'll have to ask my Uncle Rat
See what he will say to that
Well, Uncle Rat laughed and shook his fat sides
To think his niece would be a bride
Well, Uncle Rat rode off to town
To buy his niece a wedding gown
Where will the wedding supper be
Way down yonder in a hollow tree
What will the wedding supper be
A fried misquito and a roasted flea
First to come in were to little ants
Fixing around to have a dance
Next to come in was a bumble bee
Bouncing a fiddle on his knee
Next to come in was a fat sassy lad
Thinks himself as big as his dad
Thinks himself a man indeed
Because he chews the tobacco weed
And next to come in was a big tomcat
Cold rain running down the front of my shirt
I'm flat on my back wheels in the dirt
Angel makes her face up out on Baker Street
She's straddling the shifter in my front seat
There's nothing to lose, it's a heartbreak
The deck's stacked
So put your foot to the floor and darling don't look back
We're making night tracks through the blazing rain
Blowin' pistons, workin' the fast lane
Red line burnin', pocket's full of cash
Angel writes her name in lipstick on my dash
There's nothing to lose
It's a bad break but baby we're backed
Tonight we'll blow off the doors and honey we won't look back
We held it in our hearts in the pourin' rain
We made it through the heart of a hurricane
We tore it apart and put it together again
Well angel, won't you believe in love for me
C'mon and meet me tonight, darling, out in the street
We'll move with the city in the dark
You got to walk, it talk, it in your heart
There's nothin' to lose it's a heartache
The deck's stacked
So put your foot to the floor, darling
Tonight we'll blow off the doors, baby
We're gonna even the score
Dark weekends in the sun out on Chelsea Road
Descending the stairs, Frankie, my one
Check your makeup in the mirror c'mon babe let's go
We'll dance 'round this dirty town 'til the night is all done
Let all the finer things sleep alone tonight
Let all the minor kings lose their thrones tonight
Don't worry about us, baby, we'll be alright
Well everybody's dying, this town's closing down
They're all sittin' down at the courthouse waiting for 'em to take the flag down
I see strange flashes in the sky up above
Gonna spend the night at the drive-in with the one that I love
At dusk the stars all appear on the screen
Yeah, just like they do each night in my dreams
But tonight's no dream, Frankie, I can feel myself too
Well now and forever my love is for you
Walk softly tonight little stranger
Yeah into these shadows we're passing through
Talk softly tonight, little angel
You make all my dream worlds come true
Well lately I've been standing out in the freezing rain
Readin' them want ads out on Chelsea Road
I'm winging down the street in search of new games
Hustling through these nightlights' diamond glow
Well Frankie I don't know what I'm gonna find
Maybe nothing at all, maybe a world I can call mine
Shining like these streetlights down here on the strand
Bright as the rain in the palm of your hand
Walk softly tonight, little stranger
Into the shadows where lovers go
Talk softly to me, little angel
If your heart is restless from waiting too long
When you're tired and weary, and you can't go on
Well if a distant dream is a callin' you
Then there's just one thing that you can do
Yeah, you gotta follow that dream wherever that dream may lead you
You gotta follow that dream to find the love you need
Now baby, I walk in dreams
And I talk in dreams
I need someone with a love I can trust
And together we'll search for the things that come to us
In dreams, baby in dreams
And I'm gonna follow that dream wherever that dream may lead me
I'm gonna follow that dream to find the love I need
Now every man has the right to live
The right to a chance to give what he has to give
The right to fight for the things he believes
For the things that come to him in dreams
Baby in dreams, I walk in dreams
I talk in dreams
I'm driving in my car
I turn on the radio
I'm pulling you close
you just say no.
You say you don't like it
but girl
I know you're a liar
'Cause when we kiss - Fire!
Late at night I'm taking you home
When I say I wanna stay
you say you wanna be alone.
You say you don't love me
girl
you can't hide your desire
And when we kiss - Fire! Fire!
You had a hold on me right from the start
There's a grirl so tight
I couldn't tear it apart.
My nerves all jumping
acting like a fool
Your kisses they burn but your heart stays cool.
Romeo and Juliet
Samson and Delilah
Baby
you can bet their love they didn't deny.
Your words say split
but your words they lie
'Cause when we kiss - Fire! Fire!
Burning in my soul
it's out of control!
Met her at a friendly little bar down along the coast
She said it was her birthday so we had us a nice little toast
Drove around for a while, smoked a few cigarettes
Took her back to my place, she slipped off her party dress
She sat for a while on the edge of the bed just talkin'
Loose change in my pocket
Loose change in my pocket
Pint of gin in my boot cuff, I'm drivin' for a drink and a dance
Sittin' on the next stool, miss a little time on her hands
Yeah I knew she was trouble, but trouble sure was lookin' fine
And when I pulled her close what I knew kinda slipped my mind
We lay in bed and watched the moon come up crawling
Loose change in my pocket
Loose change in my pocket
I pour another drink, wait for the night to get through
Stars are burning in that black void so far away and blue
Now I'm sittin' at a red light I feel somethin' tickin' way down
The night's moving like a slow train crawling through this shithole town
Got my bags packed in the back and I'm tryin' to get going again
But red just goes to green and green goes red and then
Then all I hear's the clock on the dash tick-tocking
Loose change in my pocket
Sunday matineeIn a one dog townYou’re two seats awayI move two seats downWipe the tears from your eyesThe first kiss I stoleI walk you homeThe credits rollFade to blackFade to blackFade to blackFade to blackI hear my voiceOn the telephoneBut I’m just runningThe same old businessI feel like I’m offSomewhere so aloneJust watching us bothRunning the distanceWatching us bothSlowly pull backFade to blackFade to blackFade to blackI come homeClothes all over the placeYou’re crying in the cornerMakeup running down your faceYour case is packedThe fight startsI (? ? ? ? ? ) cursin’Baby is this the sceneWhich we been rehearsin’Is this the oneOr have I lost trackWaitin’ for usTo fade to blackFade to blackFade to blackFade to blackA face wet with shameEyes filled with hurtI scream out your nameYou rip my shirtA small bungalowA late afternoonThe sunlight fallsLike a bright veilA camera pansAn empty roomThe picture dissolvesSlowly pulls backFade to blackFade to blackFade to black
I had a job, I had a girl
I had something going mister in this world
I got laid off down at the lumber yard
Our love went bad, times got hard
Now I work down at the carwash
Where all it ever does is rain
Don't you feel like you're a rider on a downbound train
She just said "Joe I gotta go
We had it once we ain't got it any more"
She packed her bags left me behind
She bought a ticket on the Central Line
Nights as I sleep, I hear that whistle whining
I feel her kiss in the misty rain
And I feel like I'm a rider on a downbound train
Last night I heard your voice
You were crying, crying, you were so alone
You said your love had never died
You were waiting for me at home
Put on my jacket, I ran through the woods
I ran till I thought my chest would explode
There in the clearing, beyond the highway
In the moonlight, our wedding house shone
I rushed through the yard, I burst through the front door
My head pounding hard, up the stairs I climbed
The room was dark, our bed was empty
Then I heard that long whistle whine
And I dropped to my knees, hung my head and cried
Now I swing a sledge hammer on a railroad gang
Knocking down them cross ties, working in the rain
It was on the day the cowboys were abandoned from the ranch
Middle touch world as a master
They rode their ponies down in the cities of gold
To leave them for ever after
Now the sun was swollen red and old
The earth it was windy, dark and cold
Were the highway ends the desert takes its toll
Sodusty, red and angry
It was a time when men died out on the praire
From not having a decent friend
At nights the ghosts to the more of riders
Was a howl in the candid winds
You can here them crying
Good god, i think they're dying
When them rangers down in dallas
Had all, but given it up and left
And those that hang on hoping
Was trying their best to, to forget
The way those outlaws and desperadoes
Right from the cheapest to the best
Rode in on ponies made of skin and bones
Keep up their rusty guns and went back home
And the governor was sent down from population control
And marshall all was past
Riverboat gamblers put their money on faith
For the time for hope they passed
In the cold blue light of the desert night
There was a thousand starry ships
And men came down from still i don't now where
With death on their fingertips
Now there's no more kings in texas
I swear they rounded up each and everyone
And old atlanta canastoga
Reached from the rocky mountains into the old dead sun
Now anna maria walks the blames alone
The last of a struggling people
She thinks of all those outlaws who wanted to reach for the skies
And got stuck up on a steamboat
Oh, you can hear them crying
Good god, i think they're dying
I woke up this morning
I could barely breathe
Just an empty impression
In the bed where you used to be
I want a kiss from your lips
I want an eye for an eye
I woke up this morning to the empty sky
Empty sky, empty sky
I woke up this morning to an empty sky
Empty sky, empty sky
I woke up this morning to an empty sky
Blood on the streets
Yeah blood flowin' down
I hear the blood of my blood
Cryin' from the ground
Empty sky, empty sky
I woke up this morning to an empty sky
Empty sky, empty sky
I woke up this morning to an empty sky
On the plains of Jordan
I cut my bow from the wood
Of this tree of evil
Of this tree of good
I want a kiss from your lips
I want an eye for an eye
I woke up this morning to an empty sky
Empty sky, empty sky
I woke up this morning to an empty sky
Empty sky, empty sky
I woke up this morning to an empty sky
Empty sky, empty sky
Well, what power of god does a nun use to hold up parish priests
And what makes a good cop let go a beautiful theif
Oh, and how does the queen know she got hold that manna honey
Oh and what makes an old woman give a young man all her money
Well late in the night 'neath that pale moonlight the power comes over me
And its all elouise yeah
I'm turning into elvis (and there's nothing i can do)
...kissed the babysitter. she screamed and i told her it was just the beast in me.
And on my way out of the house i shot out my tv
I went down to the corner luncheonette and said sally "fried peanut butter and banana will do(?)"
I'm turning into elvis and there's nothing i can do
I threw out my wife and family i took off my wedding ring
I told my friends and neighbors to refer to me now as "king"
I put a chainlink fence around my ranch house and on the gate a sign that reads "graceland ii"
I'm turning into elvis and there's nothing i can do
I visited my mama's grave and i headed out to hollywood and i signed a picture with mgm
I play a rebellious beachboy racecar driver who fucks a nun in the end
In the last scene i whip out my big guitar and show her a little memphis-style kung-fu
I'm turning into elvis and there's nothing i can do
But i drove on straight to vegas and i stopped in the first old stripper bar.
Found me a little hooker that looked just like ann-margaret and we rumba'd in my sports car.
Well me and my drinking buddies turned my lovin' home into a frikkin' zoo.
I'm turning into elvis and there's nothing i can do
Well he came to me last night in a dream looking just like he did in '57.
He said "son that guitar is a wonderful thing but it can be the living devils' friend.
On the other hand there's sex-starved women, millions of dollars, and anything you want to do."
Times are tough there baby there
Its getting tougher now
This world is rough honey its
Just getting rougher now
Their on top there baby
Just tryin to score-well
Seen enough, honey I dont
Wanna see no more
Drop on down and cover me
On down and cover me
Sometimes girl I just wanna
Leave it all behind us, yeah
Hold me in your arms tonight lets
Let our love blind us, yeah
Inside I feel the pain that
The hatred and the sorrow
I wanna shut the light, baby
Cmon and shut the door
Drop on down and cover me
On down and cover
I just wanna close my eyes and
Let your love surround me
I wanna close my heart to
To this world around me
The anger and the heartlessness
All the good things guilty
Come closer baby
Now-closer still now
Drop on down and cover me
Day after day, I'm more confused
Yet I look for the light through the pourin' rain
You know that's a game that I hate to loose
And I'm feelin' the strain
Ain't it a shame.
Give me the beat boys and free my soul
I wanna get lost in your rock n roll
And drift away.
Give me the beat boys and free my soul
I wanna get lost in your rock n roll
And drift away.
Sometimes I think I'm wastin' my time
I don't understand the things I do
The world outside looks so unkind
And I'm countin' on you
To carry me through.
Give me the beat boys and free my soul
I wanna get lost in your rock n roll
And drift away.
Give me the beat boys and free my soul
I wanna get lost in your rock n roll
And drift away.
And when my mind is free
You know a melody can move me
And when I'm feelin' blue
The guitar's comin' through
To soothe me.
Thanks for the joy (for 20 years) you brought me
I (sure) believe in your song
Your rhythm and rhyme and harmony
You help me along
Makin' me strong.
Give me the beat boys and free my soul
I wanna get lost in your rock n roll
And drift away.
Give me the beat boys and free my soul
I wanna get lost in your rock n roll
And drift away.
OH HO AH HO..
Give me the beat boys and free my soul
I wanna get lost in your rock n roll
And drift away.
HEY, HEY,HEY, YA
Give me the beat boys and free my soul
I wanna get lost in your rock n roll
And drift away.
Na, Na, now won't ya
Well ever since you were a little girl
You set the rules in your little world
But girls grow up and throw their toys away
You're a big girl now but you still wanna play
(Girl we're living)
You dress them up the way you want to
(Girl we're living)
You make them do just what you want them to
(Girl we're living)
Once I thought we had a love that was true
But I'm just another doll in your dollhouse to you
We're living in a dollhouse
We're living in a dollhouse
Girl we're living in a dollhouse
You may feel safe and sound
But your dollhouse, girl, is falling down
It's all been neatly arranged in your mind
Every detail fits your own design
Every room is perfectly in place
But I can see the sadness, baby, on your face
You had a plan and darling like a child
You thought it's down to fashion, down to style
But your little dreamhouse is runnin' wild
Before your very eyes we're shrinking down to size
We're living in a dollhouse
We're living in a dollhouse
Girl we're living in a dollhouse
You may feel safe and sound
But your dollhouse, girl, is falling down
Everything's as you dreamed it would be
But there's something wrong that you can't see
Room by room you keep looking for some little flaw
A crack somewhere in your dollhouse wall
Something, girl, that will explain away
The hurt you feel, darling, when we play
Your little dolls they got grip on you
Until you're just another doll in your dollhouse too
We're living in a dollhouse
Girl, we're living in a dollhouse
Oh we're living in a dollhouse
We may feel safe and sound
But our dollhouse, girl, is falling down
Oh we're living in a dollhouse
Girl, we're living in a dollhouse
Devil with the blue dress, blue dress, blue dress
Devil with the blue dress on
Devil with the blue dress, blue dress, blue dress
Devil with the blue dress on
Fe, fe, fi, fi, fo, fo, fum
Look at Molly now, here she come
Wearin' a wig, hat, shades to match
High healed sneakers and an aligator hat
Wearin' her diamons, wearin' a big ring
She got rasors on her fingers and everything
Devil with the blue dress, blue dress, blue dress
Devil with the blue dress on
Devil with the blue dress, blue dress, blue dress
Devil with the blue dress on
Wearin' her perfume, Chanel number five
Got to be the finest looking woman alive
She looks so pretty every time she walks by
The boys are too nervous, even to say hi
Not too skinny, not too fat
She's a real humdinger and I like it like that
Devil with the blue dress, blue dress, blue dress
Devil with the blue dress on
Devil with the blue dress, blue dress, blue dress
Devil with the blue dress on
Good golly Miss Molly, sure like to ball
Good golly Miss Molly, sure like to ball
When you're rockin' and rollin'
Don't you hear your mama call
From the early, early morning to the early, early night
See Miss Molly rockin' in the house of blue light
Good golly Miss Molly, sure like to ball
When you're rockin' and rollin'
Don't you hear your mama call
Well c., c.c. rider
Come on see just what you've done
Well I said c., c.c. rider
Come on see just what you've done
You made me loving you
And now, now, now your man has come
Well now I'm goin' c.c. rider
Goin' to see my baby c.c. rider
And I won't be back c.c. rider
There's a pale horse comin'
I'm gonna ride it
I'll rise in the morning
My fate decided
I'm a dead man walkin'
I'm a dead man walkin'
In St. James Parish
I was born and christened
Now I've got my story
Mister no need for you to listen
It's just a dead man talkin'
Once I had a job I had a girl
But between our dreams and actions
Lies this world
In the deep forest
Their blood and tears rushed over me
All I could feel was the drugs and the shotgun
And my fear up inside of me
Like a dead man talkin'
'Neath a summer sky my eyes went black
Sister I won't ask for forgiveness
My sins are all I have
Now the clouds above my prison
Move slowly across the sky
There's a new day comin'
Driving in to darlington county
Me and wayne on the fourth of july
Driving in to darlington county
Looking for some work on the county line
We drove down from new york city
Where the girls are pretty but they just want to know your name
Driving in to darlington city
Got a union connection with an uncle of waynes
We drove eight hundred miles without seeing a cop
We got rock and roll music blasting off the t-top singing
Sha la la la la la la la la, sha la la la la la la
Hey little girl standing on the corner
Todays your lucky day for sure all right
Me and my buddy were from new york city
We got two hundred dollars we want to rock all night
Girl you're looking at two big spenders
Why the world don't know what me and wayne might do
Our pas each own one of the world trade centers
For a kiss and a smile I'll give mine all to you
Come on baby take a seat on my fender
Its a long night and tell me what else were you gonna do
Just me and you we could
Sha la la...
Little girl sitting in the window
Aint seen my buddy in seven days
County man tells me the same thing
He don't work and he don't get paid
Little girl you're so young and pretty
Walk with me and you can have your way
And well leave this darlington city
For a ride down that dixie highway
Driving out of darlington county
My eyes seen the glory of the coming of the lord
Driving out of darlington county
Seen wayne handcuffed to the bumper of a state troopers ford
I get up in the evening
And I ain't got nothing to say
I come home in the morning
I go to bed feeling the same way
I ain't nothing but tired
Man I'm just tired and bored with myself
Hey there baby I could use just a little helpYou can't start a fire
You can't start a fire without a spark
This gun's for hire
Even if we're just dancing in the dark
Message keeps getting clearer
Radio's on and I'm moving 'round the place
I check my look in the mirror
I wanna change my clothes, my hair, my face
Man I ain't getting nowhere just living in a dump like this
There's something happening somewhere
Baby I just know that there is
You can't start a fire
You can't start a fire without a spark
This gun's for hire
Even if we're just dancing in the dark
You sit around getting older
There's a joke here somewhere and it's on me
I'll shake this world off my shoulders
Come on baby the laugh's on me
Stay on the streets of this town
And they'll be carving you up all right
They say you gotta stay hungry
Hey baby I'm just about starving tonight
I'm dying for some action
I'm sick of sitting 'round here trying to write this book
I need a love reaction
Come on now baby gimme just one look
You can't start a fire sitting round crying
over a broken heart
This gun's for hire
Even if we're just dancing in the dark
You can't start a fire worrying about your
little world falling apart
I had a wife and kid, and I tried to settle downI just wanted to live an honest life on the edge of an honest town.But in the end they left me danglin’ danglin (in the night? )And I went crazy tryin’, tryin’ to walk that thin line.Oh chevrolet deluxe, I bought you with all your accessories,Oh chevrolet deluxe, I bought you with all your accessories,But mister, I can’t keep my payments upI lie awake at night and wonder if I’m tough enoughTo win back the hand of chevrolet deluxe.......They shut the power off down at the mill (the count the third time? )And these days when you ride down main streetIt’s just whitewashed windows and vacancy signsDid you ever think til the end your kids you would never believeThat if you would leave this old town, that it would leave me.My brother’s down in ft bragg, been there for half a yearMan he just got into too much trouble around here.Chevrolet deluxe, I bought her with all the accessories,But mister, I can’t keep those payments upChevrolet deluxe, I lost my heart, I lost my guts..........She was sittin’ down at highway chevrolet out on route 3She was lookin’g like she was waitin’ just for meI worked all summer long and I saved my money upAnd I went down and I put that money downIn the fall, billy, (...? )I drove him down rode down together down to fort braggIn the years that he was gone (...? )(...? ) in the refinery (...? ) go alongChevrolet deluxe, I bought her with all the accessories,(...? )Another year end gone, and billy he came home(...? )But it was like all of a sudden there was a curseThings got band and things got worseHmmm... went the power there down at the millHmmm... the thrill when they shut the power down at the mill(...? )Chevrolet deluxe, I bought her with all the accessories,But I can’t keep those payments upChevrolet deluxe(...? ) you were so clear to seeNow when I wake in the mornging I don’t know what’s happening to meChevrolet deluxe, I bought her with all the accessories,Mister I can’t keep those payments upChevrolet deluxe you let me down took the heart right out of meI saw her when I was 17 down at hansen’s chevroletI made up my mind to get her any how, any way.That whole summer I worked until I had enoughThen I went and put my money down on that chevrolet deluxe.[...]Chevrolet deluxe, I bought her with all the accessories,But mister, I can’t keep those payments upChevrolet deluxe, I lost my heart, she took my gut...It don’t matter what you want, it don’t matter what you say,Are you tough enough not to play the way they play.
In Candy's room, there are pictures of her saviour on the wall
But to get to Candy's room, you got to walk the darkness of Candy's hall
Strangers from the city call my baby's number, and they bring Candy toys
But when I come knockin', she smiles pretty, she knows tonight I'm gonna be Candy's boy
Well in the olden days when the Mongolian gangs rode herd out on route nine
We go ridin' in the rain, runnin' south, way down through the pines
Weekends in the sun in that cheap motel down by the Dynamo
We loved each other till their was nothing left, and drove that old car as hard and fast as she would go
Well I got a cold winter wind blowin' behind me and you
But Candy's got a man who takes care of her better than I do
Alright
Well there's machine and fire, waitin' for us on the edge of town*
And there's some boys for hire, and there waitin' to blow me and Candy down
That's all right cause they can't touch us now baby you'll see
Cause you know I
But I know her name, and I will forever be Candy's boy...
Hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm ever, forever be Candy's boy
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 I walk home in the daybreak I pray come back home, baby, won't you give me
Darlin' bring on the night, oh yeah darlin', bring on the night
Oh now darlin', bring on the night
I walk the street, I'm lookin' for romance
I end up stumblin' in some stupid half-trance
As I watch the lovers mix with circumstance
We watch the disco dancers dance
I look for connection in some new eyes
But for protection they're tranquilized
Forbidding close inspection of who's tellin' who
Forbidding close inspection of who's tellin' who lies
Bring on the night, oh yeah darlin', bring on the night
Oh now darlin', bring on the night
Is it as simple as it seems
I don't know what I'm doin' here, is it as simple as it seems
Is it as simple as I fear, well if I'm right...
I look for connection in some new eyes
But for protection they're tranquilized
Forbidding close inspection of who's tellin' who
Forbidding close inspection of who's tellin' who
Baby of who's tellin' who lies
Bring on the night, oh yeah darlin', bring on the night
Oh now darlin', bring on the night, oh now darlin', bring on the night
Come on darlin', bring on the night
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
In the day we sweat it out in the streets
of a runaway American dream
At night we ride through mansions of glory
in suicide machines
Sprung from cages out on Highway 9
Chrome wheeled, fuel injected
And steppin' out over the line, oooh,
Baby this town rips the bones from your back
It's a death trap, it's a suicide rap
We gotta get out while we're young
'Cause tramps like us, baby we were born to run
Wendy let me in I wanna be your friend
I want to guard your dreams and visions
Just wrap your legs 'round these velvet rims
And strap your hands 'cross my engines
Together we could break this trap
We'll run till we drop, baby we'll never go back
Will you walk with me out on the wire
'Cause baby I'm just a scared and lonely rider
But I gotta know how it feels
I wanna know if your love is wild
Girl I want to know if love is real
Beyond the Palace hemi-powered drones
scream down the boulevard
The girls comb their hair in rearview mirrors
And the boys try to look so hard
The amusement park rises bold and stark
Kids are huddled on the beach in a mist
I wanna die with you Wendy on the streets tonight
In an everlasting kiss
The highway's jammed with broken heroes
On a last chance power drive
Everybody's out on the run tonight
And there's no place left to hide
Together Wendy we can live with the sadness
I'll love you with all the madness in my soul
Someday girl I don't know when
We're gonna get to that place
Where we really want to go
And we'll walk in the sun
But till then tramps like us
(This is the Manfred Mann Version)
Bruce Springsteen version is a lot longer with more lyrics
-------------------------------------------------------
Blinded by the light
Revved up like a deuce another runner in the night Blinded by the light
Revved up like a deuce another runner in the night
Blinded by the light
Revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night
Madman drummers bummers,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 unpleasin', sneezin' and wheezin'
The calliope crashed to the ground
The calliope crashed to the ground
But she was...
Blinded by the light
Revved up like a deuce another runner in the night Blinded by the light
Revved up like a deuce another runner in the night
Blinded by the light
Revved up like a deuce another runner in the night Blinded by the light
Revved up like a deuce another runner in the night
Some silicone sister with a manager mister
Told me I go what it takes
She said "I'll turn you on sonny to something strong,
Play the song with the funky break"
And go-cart Mozart was checkin' out the weather chart To see if it was safe outside
And little Early-Pearly came by in his curly-wurly and asked me if I needed a ride
Asked me if I needed a ride
But she was...
Blinded by the light
Revved up like a deuce another runner in the night Blinded by the light....
She got down but she never got tired
She's gonna make it through the night
She's gonna make it through the night
---break---
But mama, that's where the fun is
But mama, that's where the fun is
Mama always told me not to look into the eye's of the sun
But mama, that's where the fun is
Some brimstone baritone anticyclone rolling stone Preacher from the east
Says, "Dethrone the dictaphone, hit it in it's funny bone,
That's where they expect it least"
And some new-mown chaperone was standin' in the corner,
Watching the young girls dance
And some fresh-sown moonstone was messin' with his frozen zone, reminding him of romance
The calliope crashed to the ground
But she was...
Blinded by the light, revved up like a deuce,
Another runner in the night, blinded by the light,
Revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night
Blinded by the light, revved up like a deuce,
Another runner in the night, blinded by the light,
revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night
Blinded by the light, revved up like a deuce,
Another runner in the night, blinded by the light,
Revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night
Blinded by the light, revved up like a deuce,
Another runner in the night, blinded by the light,
Revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night
Blinded by the light, revved up like a deuce,
Another runner in the night, blinded by the light
Madman drummers bummers, 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 unpleasin', sneezin' and wheezin,
the calliope crashed to the ground
Now Scott with a slingshot finally found a tender spot and throws his lover in the sand
And some bloodshot forget-me-not said daddy's within earshot save the buckshot, turn up the band Some silicone sister with a manager mister told me I go what it takes
Your 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't ever come true
That only serves to hurt and make you cry like you do
Well baby don't do it to me and I won't do it to you
You see all the romantic movies, you dream and take the boys home
But when the action fades you're left all alone
You deserve better than this, little girl, can't you see that you do
Do you need somebody to prove it to you?
Well you prove it to me and I'll prove it to you
Now every night you go out looking for true love's satisfaction
But in the morning you end up settling for just lights, camera, action
And another cameo role with some bit player you're befriending
You're gonna go broken-hearted looking for that happy ending
Well girl you're gonna end up just another lonely ticket sold
Cryin' alone in the theater as the credits roll
You say I'll be like those other guys
Who filled your head with pretty lies
And dreams that can never come true
Well baby you be true to me
Father, i have come.
To tell you about somethin' i done.
Well as the night reared its light head
Into a baby's sun,
We rolled down into the town
From where the black throats come.
And you know there was a robb'ry.
There was a holdup.
Ooh, there was a shootout.
And there was a killin'.
And there's blood on my hands.
Today i killed a man.
Well now, sister, you know me well.
And you ask me well, how it was i felt.
Well, she had an appetite for lovin'
Only a fadin' beauty could posses.
She knew just what she wanted
And she wouldn't take less.
I figured it was a small town.
It was at sundown.
It was just a small crowd of people around.
Oh! but he wouldn't put his guns down.
No, he wouldn't put his guns down.
Oh, he wouldn't put his guns down.
Now his blood's on my hands.
Today i killed a man.
And, papa, you showed me the beauty of buckshot.
Well, that song a bullet sings as she whistles.
And showed me the story of the self-loading pistol.
Well now, father. i have come.
To tell you about somethin' i done.
He had a widow, runnin' through town screamin'.
He had a brother, and his tears were streamin'.
Now i'm movin' on the border
With a rifle on my shoulder.
'cuz, daddy, you showed me the beauty of buckshot.
The love song a bullet sings as she whistles.
And showed me the glory of the self-loading pistol.
And i just come to tell ya,
That it don't hurt no more.
No, it don't hurt no more,
'cuz your son, he's an outlaw.
Oh, your son, he's an outlaw.
Yes, your son, he's an outlaw.
Oh, your son, he's an outlaw.
Now, your son, he's an outlaw.
Oh, your son, he's an outlaw.
And this blood feels good on my hands.
He lay his blanket underneath the freeway
As the evening sky grew dark
Took a sniff of toncho from his cocaine
And headed thru Balboa Park
Where the men in their Mercedes
Come nightly to employ
In the cool San Diego evening
The services of the border boys
He grew up near the Zona Norte
With the hustlers and smugglers he hung out with
He swallowed their balloons of cocaine
Brought them across to the 12th streetstrip
Sleepin' in a shelter
If the night got to cold
Runnin' from the migra
Of the border patrol
Past the salvage yard 'cross the train tracks
And in thru the storm drain
They stretched their blankets out 'neath the freeway
And each one took a name
There was X-man and Cochise
Little Spider his sneakers covered in river mud
They come north to California
End up with the poison in their blood
He did what he had to for the money
Sometimes he sent home what he could spare
The rest went to high-top sneakers and toncho
And jeans like the gavachos wear
One night the border patrol swept 12th Street
A big car came fast down the Boulevard
Spider stood caught in its headlights
Got hit and went down hard
As the car sped away
Spider held his stomach
Limped to his blanket 'neath the freeway
Lay there tasting his own blood on his tongue
Closed his eyes and listened to he cars
I bought a bourgeois house in the hollywood hills
With a truckload of hundred thousand dollar bills
Man came by to hook up my cable tv
We settled in for the night my baby and me
We switched 'round and 'round 'til half-past dawn
There was fifty-seven channels and nothin' on
Well now home entertainment was my baby's wish
So i hopped into town for a satellite dish
I tied it to the top of my japanese car
I came home and i pointed it out into the stars
A message came back from the great beyond
There's fifty-seven channels and nothin' on
Well we might'a made some friends with some billionaires
We might'a got all nice and friendly if we'd made it upstairs
All i got was a note that said "bye-bye john
Our love is fifty-seven channels and nothin' on"
So i bought a .44 magnum it was solid steel cast
And in the blessed name of elvis well i just let it blast
'til my tv lay in pieces there at my feet
And they busted me for disturbing the almighty peace
Judge said "what you got in your defense son?"
"fifty-seven channels and nothin' on"
I can see by your eyes friend you're just about gone
One soft infested summerMe and Terry became friendsTrying in vain to breathe
The fire we was born inCatching rides to the outskirts
Tying faith between out teethSleeping in that old abandoned beach house
Getting wasted in the heatAnd hiding on the backstreetsHiding on the backstreets
With a love so hard and filled with defeat
Running for our lives at night on them backstreetsSlow dancing in the dark
On the beach at Stockton's WingWhere desperate lovers park
We sat with the last of the Duke Street KingsHuddled in our cars
Waiting for the bells that ringIn the deep heart of the night
To set us loose from everythingTo go running on the backstreets
Running on the backstreetsWe swore we'd live forever
On the backstreets we take it togetherEndless juke joints in Valentino drag
Where dancers scraped the tearsUp off the street dressed down in rags
Running into the darknessSome hurt bad some really dying
At night sometimes it seemedYou could hear the whole damn city crying
Blame it on the lies that killed usBlame it on the truth that ran us down
You can blame it all on me TerryIt don't matter to me now
When the breakdown hit at midnightThere was nothing left to sayBut I hated him
And I hated you when you went awayLaying here in the dark
You're like an angel on my chestJust another tramp of hearts
Crying tears of faithlessnessRemember all the movies TerryWe'd go see
Trying to learn how to walk like the heroesWe thought we had to be
And after all this timeTo find we're just like all the restStranded in the park
And forced to confessTo hiding on the backstreetsHiding on the backstreets
We swore forever friendsOn the backstreets until the end
I walk along the levee to see the gypsy man
The dirt 'neath my feet baby's turnin' to quicksand
He looked into my palm, then looked me in the eye
And told me you were gone, gone over the rise
Once we stood together at the wishing well
Our wishes like dreams, baby, into the water fell
Oh then I kissed your lips but when I looked into your eyes
They were gone, gone over the rise
Tonight the blackbirds fly low on the water's edge
Oh we walked this path not knowing where it led
Now at the bottom of the river deep lies something shiny and gold
Is a promise that love couldn't keep same as a promise broken*
Well I woke last night to the sound of rain
The wind rustling branches against the window pane
I searched the pillow beside me for the tears we cried
Well they blew up the chicken man in Philly last
night
now they blew up his house too
Down on the boardwalk they're gettin' ready
for a fight
gonna see what them racket boys can do
Now there's trouble busin' in from outta state
and the D.A. can't get no relief
Gonna be a rumble out on the promenade
and the gamblin' commission's hangin' on by the skin of its teeth
CHORUS:
Everything dies baby that's a fact
But maybe everything that dies someday comes back
Put your makeup on fix your hair up pretty and
meet me tonight in Atlantic City
Well I got a job and tried to put my money away
But I got in too deep and I could not pay
So I drew what I had from the Central Trust
And I bought us two tickets on that Coast City bus
Now our luck may have died and our love may
be cold
but with you forever I'll stay
We're goin' out where the sands turnin' to gold
so put on your stockin's 'cause the night's
gettin' cold and maybe
everything dies baby
That's a fact
but maybe everything that dies
someday comes back
Now I been lookin' for a job but it's hard to find
down here it's just winners and losers and
don't get caught on the wrong side of that line
Well I'm tired of comin' out on the losin' end
So honey last night I met this guy and I'm gonna do a little favor for him
Well I guess everything dies baby that's a fact
But maybe everything that dies someday
comes back
Put your makeup on fix your hair up pretty and
What is this land of 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 river straight into your hands*
If you make your home in the American land*
There's diamonds in the sidewalks, there's gutters 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
I docked at Ellis Island in a 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 I made my home in the American land
There's diamonds in the sidewalk, there's gutters 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
The McNicholas, the Posalski's, the Smiths, Zerillis too**
The Blacks, the Irish, the Italians, the Germans and the Jews
The Puerto Ricans, illegals, the Asians, Arabs miles from home***-*****
Come across the water with a fire down below******
They died building the railroads, 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 dyin' now
The hands that built the country we're all trying to keep down
There's diamonds in the sidewalk, there's gutters 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
I know what it's like to have failed baby
With the whole world lookin' on
I know what it's like to have soared
And come crashin' like a drunk on a bar room floor
Now you got no reason to trust me
My confidence is a little rusty
But if you don't feel like bein' alone
Baby I could walk you all the way home
Well now our old fears and failures
Baby they do linger
Like the shadow of that ring
That was on your finger
Those days they've come and gone
Baby I could walk you all the way home
Love leaves nothin' but shadows and vapor
We go on, as is our sad nature
Now it's some old Stones' song the band is trashin'
If you feel like dancin', baby I'm askin'
It's comin' on closing time
Bartender he's ringin' last call
These days I don't stand on pride
And I ain't afraid to take a fall
So if you're seein' what you like
Maybe your first choice, he's gone
Well that's all right
Baby I could walk you all the way home
I see a bad moon rising
I see troubles on the way
I see earthquakes and lightning
I see bad times today
Don't go 'round tonight
Well, it's bound to take your life
There's a bad moon on the rise
I hear hurricanes a-blowin'
I know the end it's coming soon
I fear rivers overflowing
I hear the voice of rage and ruin
Don't go 'round tonight
Well, it's bound to take your life
There's a bad moon on the rise
Hope you got your things together
Hope you're quite prepared to die
Looks like we're in for nasty weather
One eye is taken for an eye
Don't go 'round tonight
Well, it's bound to take your life
There's a bad moon on the rise
Don't go 'round tonight
Well, it's bound to take your life
There's a bad moon on the rise
One, two, three, four
Blind man wavin' by the side of the road
In a flatbed Ford carryin' a heavy load
Sweet thing sipping on a blueberry wine
On a flat black highway down in Carolina
Black bird slipping in a sky of blue
All I'm thinkin' about is you, baby
All I'm thinkin' about is you, honey
All I'm thinkin' about is you, baby
All I'm thinkin' about is you
There ain't nothing in this world I can do about it
All I'm thinkin' about is you
Little boy carryin' a fishing pole
Little girl pickin' huckleberries from off of the vine
Brown bag filled with a little green toad
We hook him through the the lip and throw him off with a line
A sweet pair of legs got me feelin' so blue
And all I'm thinkin' about is you, baby
All I'm thinkin' about is you
All I'm thinkin' about is you, baby
All I'm thinkin' about is you
There ain't nothing in this world I can do about it
All I'm thinkin' about is you
Black car shiny on a Sunday morn'
Mama go to church now
Mama go to church now
Friday night and Daddy's shirt is torn
Daddy's going downtown
Daddy's going downtown
Ain't no one understand the sweet thing you do
All I'm thinkin' about is you, baby
All I'm thinkin' about is you
All I'm thinkin' about is you, baby
All I'm thinkin' about is you
Ain't nothing in this world I can do about it
All I'm thinkin' about is you
Whoaaa
Field turned up, the seed is sowed
Rain comin' in from over across the road
Big black curtain comin' across the field
Blind will see and lame will be healed
Brown-eyed girl, turn my back on you
Now it's lonely
All I'm thinkin' about is you, baby
And all I'm thinkin' about is you
And all I'm thinkin' about is you, baby
All I'm thinkin' about is you
There ain't nothing in this world take away these blues
All I'm thinkin' about is you
All I'm thinkin' about is you, baby
All I'm thinkin' about is you
Well baby, all I'm thinkin' about is you
Yeah all I'm thinkin' about is you
Ain't nothing in this world I can do about it
All I'm thinkin' about is you
Grab your ticket and your suitcase
Thunder's rolling down the tracks
You don't know where you're goin'
But you know you won't be back
Darlin' if you're weary
Lay your head upon my chest
We'll take what we can carry
And we'll leave the rest
Big Wheels rolling through fields
Where sunlight streams
Meet me in a land of hope and dreams
I will provide for you
And I'll stand by your side
You'll need a good companion for
This part of the ride
Leave behind your sorrows
Let this day be the last
Tomorrow there'll be sunshine
And all this darkness past
Big wheels roll through fields
Where sunlight streams
Meet me in a land of hope and dreams
This train
Carries saints and sinners
This train
Carries losers and winners
This Train
Carries whores and gamblers
This Train
Carries lost souls
This Train
Dreams will not be thwarted
This Train
Faith will be rewarded
This Train
Hear the steel wheels singin'
This Train
Bells of freedom ringin'
This Train
Carries broken-hearted
This Train
Thieves and sweet souls departed
This Train
Carries fools and kings
This Train
All aboard
This Train
Dreams will not be thwarted
This Train
Faith will be rewarded
This Train
Hear the steel wheels singin'
This Train
Bells of freedom ringin'
RELEASE
ALBUMS
- We Take Care of Our Own
- Easy Money
- Shackled and Drawn
- Jack of All Trades
- Death to My Hometown
- This Depression
- Wrecking Ball
- You've Got It
- Rocky Ground
- Land of Hope and Dreams
- We Are Alive
- Swallowed Up (In the Belly of the Whale)
- American Land
- Blinded by the Light
- For You
- Spirit in the Night
- 4th of July, Asbury Park (Sandy)
- Rosalita (Come Out Tonight)
- Thunder Road
- Born to Run
- Jungleland
- Badlands
- Darkness on the Edge of Town
- The Promised Land
- The River
- Hungry Heart
- Nebraska
- Atlantic City
- The Ties That Bind
- Sherry Darling
- Jackson Cage
- Two Hearts
- Independence Day
- Hungry Heart
- Out in the Street
- Crush on You
- You Can Look (But You Better Not Touch)
- I Wanna Marry You
- The River
- Racing in the Street ('78)
- Gotta Get That Feeling
- Outside Looking In
- Someday (We'll Be Together)
- One Way Street
- Because the Night
- Wrong Side of the Street
- The Brokenhearted
- Rendezvous
- Candy's Boy
- Good Rockin' Tonight
- Badlands
- Spirit in the Night
- Darkness on the Edge of Town
- Independence Day
- The Promised Land
- It's My Life
- Thunder Road
- Jungleland
- Santa Claus Is Coming to Town
- Fire
- Candy's Room
- Radio Nowhere
- You'll Be Comin' Down
- Livin' in the Future
- Your Own Worst Enemy
- Gypsy Biker
- Girls in Their Summer Clothes
- I'll Work for Your Love
- Magic
- Last to Die
- Long Walk Home
- Devil's Arcade
- Terry's Song
- Intro
- John Henry
- Oh Mary Don't You Weep
- Long Walk Home
- Mrs. McGrath
- My Oklahoma Home
- Jacob's Ladder
- We Shall Overcome
- Pay Me My Money Down
- Outro
- Badlands #2
- Adam Raised a Cain (Different Lyrics)
- Roulette (original version)
- Chain Lightning
- Night Fire
- I Don't Want to Be
- Find It Where You Can #2
- Out on the Run (Looking for Love) #3 (A.K.A. 'Looking for Love')
- I Wanna Be With You
- The Price You Pay (alternate take 12 String Guitar & Accord)
- Stolen Car #1
- Cindy #2 (alternate take Clarence's Harmony Vocals)
- Ricky Wants a Man of Her Own (alternate take)
- She's a Rocker #1 (take #4)
- Hungry Heart #1 (alternate mix)
- Pipeline
- Held Up Without a Gun (Miami Steve on Lead Vocals)
- Two Hearts #8 (Rehearsals)
- Jeannie Needs a Shooter #2 (acoustic demo)
- All I Need
- You Can Look
- Born in the U.S.A.
- Seeds
- Darlington County
- Mansion on the Hill
- Fire
- Dancing in the Dark
- Glory Days
- Follow That Dream
- Hungry Heart
- Teach Your Children
- Sandy
- For You
- Stolen Car
- Wreck on the Highway
- Point Blank
- The Ties That Bind
- Ramrod
- Backstreets
- Rosalita
- I'm a Rocker
- Jungleland
- Born to Run
- Detroit Medley
- Spirit in the Night (1992-08-06: Meadowlands, NJ, USA)
- For You (1992-08-06: Meadowlands, NJ, USA)
- Darkness on the Edge of Town (1993-03-31: Glasgow)
- If I Should Fall Behind (1993-03-31: Glasgow)
- The River (1993-03-31: Glasgow)
- Promised Land (1993-04-04: Dortmund, Germany)
- Born in the U.S.A. (1993-04-16: Sheffield, UK)
- Mansion on the Hill (1993-04-16: Sheffield, UK)
- This Hard Land (1993-04-16: Sheffield, UK)
- Point Blank (1993-04-16: Sheffield, UK)
- Many Rivers to Cross (1993-04-16: Sheffield, UK)
- Thunder Road (1993-04-16: Sheffield, UK)
- Satan's Jewel Crown (1993-05-14: Berlin, Germany)
- Seeds (1993-xx-xx: Oslo, Norway)
- Adam Raised a Cain (1993-xx-xx: Oslo, Norway)
- The River
- Human Spirit
- My Hometown
- Tunnel of Love
- Boom Boom
- Adam Raised a Cain
- Cover Me
- Brilliant Disguise
- Tougher Than the Rest
- Chimes of Freedom
- Get Up, Stand Up
- The Promised Land
- Blowin' in the Wind
- Bad Moon Rising
- Across the Borderline
- Street Queen
- Southern Son
- Henry Boy
- If I Was the Priest
- Vibes Man
- Song to Orphans
- She's Leaving
- The Word
- Arabian Night
- Cowboys of the Sea
- No Need
- Tokyo
- Marie
- Visitation at Fort Horne
- Badlands
- Streets of Fire
- Spirit in the Night
- Darkness on the Edge of Town
- Factory
- The Promised Land
- Prove It All Night
- Racing in the Street
- Thunder Road
- Jungleland
- Better Days
- Local Hero
- Atlantic City
- Darkness on the Edge of Town
- Man’s Job
- Growin’ Up
- Human Touch
- The Big Muddy
- 57 Channels (And Nothing On)
- My Beautiful Reward
- Streets of Philadelphia
- Incident on 57th Street
- Mountain of Love
- Born to Run
- The E Street Shuffle
- Wings for Wheels
- I Want You
- Spirit in the Night
- She's the One
- Growin' Up
- It's Hard to Be Saint in the City
- Jungleland
- The Promised Land
- The Rising
- Lonesome Day
- No Surrender
- Something in the Night
- Empty Sky
- You're Missing
- Waitin' on a Sunny Day
- Darlington County
- Worlds Apart
- Badlands
- Out in the Streets
- The Ties That Bind
- Sherry Darling
- Jackson Cage
- Cindy
- From Small Things Big Things Come
- Hungry Heart
- Hungry Heart
- Out in the Streets
- Out in the Streets
- Crush on You
- Crush on You
- You Can Look (But You Better Not Touch)
- I Wanna Marry You
- I Wanna Marry You
- I Wanna Marry You
- I Wanna Marry You
- Roulette
- Intro
- The Rising
- Lonesome Day
- No Surrender
- The Fuse
- Jackson Cage
- Empty Sky
- You're Missing
- Waitin' on a Sunny Day
- Does This Bus Stop at 82nd Street?
- Worlds Apart
- I'm on Fire
- Because the Night
- Prove It All Night
- Human Touch
- The River
- Who'll Stop the Rain
- Souls of the Departed
- Born in the USA
- The Promised Land
- Hungry Heart
- The River
- Lean on Me
- Highway 61 Revisited
- All the Way Home
- Great Balls of Fire
- Whole Lotta Shakin' Goin' On
- It's Been a Long Time
- Blowin' Down the Road
- Lonesome Valley
- Many Rivers to Cross
- Settle for Love
- Jole Blon
- Jumpin' Jack Flash
- I Ain't Got No Home
- Born in the U.S.A.
- Prove It All Night
- Out in the Street
- Atlantic City
- Johnny 99
- Reason to Believe
- Intro
- Nebraska
- [intro] / Bye Bye, Bye Bye
- Johnny Bye Bye
- Darlington County
- Glory Days
- [intro] / Honey, I Don't Care
- I'm Goin' Down
- The Promised Land
- Intro
- My Hometown
- Badlands
- Candy's Room
- Outlaw Pete
- She's the One
- Working on a Dream
- Seeds
- Johnny 99
- Youngstown
- Raise Your Hand
- I Wanna Be Sedated
- Spirit in the Night
- For You
- Waitin' on a Sunny Day
- The Promised Land
- Jungleland
- Kingdom of Days
- Radio Nowhere
- Lonesome Day
- The Rising
- Born to Run
- [applause]
- PSA
- Hard Times
- Thunder Road
- Land of Hope and Dreams
- [banter] / [Tim Brennan proposes to girlfriend]
- So Young and in Love
- American Land
- Glory Days
- [applause]
- Seven Nights to Rock
- Outlaw Pete
- My Lucky Day
- Working on a Dream
- Queen of the Supermarket
- What Love Can Do
- This Life
- Good Eye
- Tomorrow Never Knows
- Life Itself
- Kingdom of Days
- Surprise, Surprise
- The Last Carnival
- The Wrestler
- A Night With the Jersey Devil
- John Henry
- O Mary Don't You Weep
- Johnny 99
- Old Dan Tucker
- Eyes on the Prize
- Jesse James
- Adam Raised a Cain
- Erie Canal
- My Oklahoma Home
- Further On (Up the Road)
- Santa Claus Is Coming to Town
- Night Train
- Fire
- Candy's Room
- Because the Night
- Point Blank
- Medley: Not Fade Away / Gloria / She's the One
- Backstreets
- (intro)
- Racing in the Street (Piano)
- The Rising
- Further On up the Road
- (intro)
- Jesus Was an Only Son (Piano)
- (intro)
- Leah
- (intro)
- The Hitter
- (intro)
- Matamoras Banks
- [applause]
- (intro)
- Waitin' on a Sunny Day
- Bobby Jean
- Thank You
- The Promised Land
- Born in the U.S.A.
- Devils and Dust
- Ties That Bind
- Long Time Comin'
- Highway 29
- Fade Away
- Incident on 57th Street
- Johnny 99
- Ain't Got You
- Atlantic City
- Highway Patrolman
- Reno
- Be True
- Drive All Night
- Michael Stipe
- The Star-Spangled Banner
- Born in the U.S.A.
- Badlands
- No Surrender
- Lonesome Day
- Register to Vote
- The River
- Johnny 99
- Youngstown
- John Fogerty
- Centerfield
- Deja Vu All Over Again
- Fortunate Son
- The Promised Land
- Born in the U.S.A.
- Badlands
- Out in the Street
- Johnny 99
- Atlantic City
- The River
- Working on the Highway
- Trapped
- Darlington County
- Glory Days
- The Promised Land
- My Hometown
- Thunder Road
- Cover Me
- Hungry Heart
- Downbound Train
- John Henry (Boston 2006-05-27)
- Erie Canal (Washington 2006-05-28)
- Oh Mary Don't You Weep (Columbus 2006-05-30)
- Old Dan Tucker (Indianapolis 2006-05-31)
- Jessie James (Phoenix 2006-06-03)
- How Can a Poor Man Stand Such Times and Live (Los Angeles 2006-06-05)
- Bring Them Home (If You Love Your Uncle Sam) (San Francisco 2006-06-06)
- Mrs. McGrath (Des Moines 2006-06-10)
- Jacob's Ladder (St. Paul 2006-06-11)
- My Oklahoma Home (Chicago 2006-06-13)
- Eyes on the Prize (Milwaukee 2006-06-14)
- We Shall Overcome (Cleveland 2006-06-16)
- Pay Me My Money Down (Detroit 2006-06-17)
- Buffalo Gals (Saratoga 2006-06-19)
- My City in Ruins (Philadelphia 2006-06-20)
- Johnny 99 (New York 2006-06-22)
- When the Saints Go Marching In (Holmdel, NJ 2006-06-24)
- Man on the Flying Trapeze (Holmdel, NJ 2006-06-25)
- Better Days
- Born in the U.S.A.
- Local Hero
- Darkness on the Edge of Town
- If I Should Fall Behind
- 57 Channels (And Nothing on)
- The River
- Living Proof
- My Hometown
- Leap of Faith
- Man's Job
- Roll of the Dice
- All or Nothing at All
- The River
- Adam Raised a Cain
- Straight Time
- Highway 29
- Darkness on the Edge of Town
- Johnny 99
- Mansion on the Hill
- The Wish
- Red Headed Woman
- Two Hearts
- When You're Alone
- Open All Night
- Used Cars
- Born in the U.S.A.
- Kitty's Back
- Fire
- Candy's Room
- Because the Night
- Point Blank
- Not Fade Away
- She's the One
- Backstreets / Sad Eyes
- Rosalita (Come Out Tonight)
- Born in the U.S.A.
- Murder Incorporated (take 1)
- This Hard Land
- Protection
- County Fair
- Glory Days
- Janey Don't You Lose Heart
- My Love Will Not Let You Down
- Follow That Dream
- Working on the Highway
- I'm Going Down
- Frankie
- Murder Incorporated
- None but the Brave
- Drop on Down and Cover Me
- Sugarland
- Cynthia
- Prove It All Night (Different Lyrics)
- Factory (Different Lyrics)
- Sherry Darling
- Independence Day (original version)
- Drive All Night #1 (original version)
- The Promise
- Candy's Boy #1
- Racing in the Street #1 (alternate version Harp)
- One Way Street
- I Wanna Marry You #1 (alternate take New vocal)
- Walking on the Avenue #2
- Baby Come Back
- Living on the Edge of the World #3
- Jole Blon #1
- Restless Nights #8
- Down, Down, Down (Complete take of I'm Going Down)
- Murder Incorporated
- TV Movie
- County Fair #2
- Born in the U.S.A.
- Sugarland #4
- My Love Will Not Let You Down
- My Hometown
- Glory Days
- Frankie
- Darlington County
- Working on the Highway
- Downbound Train
- Don't Back Down #1 (electric version)
- Don't Back Down #2 (electric version)
- Don't Back Down #3 (electric version)
- Don't Back Down #4 (acoustic version in Key A)
- Don't Back Down #5 (acoustic version in Key A, incomplete)
- Don't Back Down #6 (acoustic version in Key A)
- Don't Back Down #7 (acoustic version in Key A)
- Don't Back Down #8 (acoustic version in Key B)
- Sugarland #5 (Rock version)
- Bye Bye Johnny #6
- Follow That Dream #3
- Cynthia (solo version)
- Bye Bye Johnny #3
- Richfield Whistle
- Follow That Dream #4
- Shut Out the Light #2
- Follow That Dream (false start)
- Follow That Dream #1
- Your Hometown #1
- Your Hometown #2
- Your Hometown #3
- Your Hometown #4
- Follow That Dream #2
- Sugarland (false start)
- Sugarland #1
- Little Girl #2
- County Fair #1
- Bye Bye Johnny #4
- Bye Bye Johnny #5
- Delivery Man #1
- Delivery Man #2
- Unsatisfied Heart
- Don't Back Down #9
- One Love
- Little Girl #1
- Don't Back Down #10
- Sugarland #2
- Sugarland #3
- Shut Out the Light #1
- Fugitives Dreams
- Betty Jean
- Bye Bye Johnny #1
- Bye Bye Johnny #2
- The Klansman
- Don't Back Down #11
- Seven Tears
- Stolen Car #5
- Stolen Car #6
- Stolen Car #7
- Stolen Car #8
- Slow Fade #1
- Slow Fade #2
- Slow Fade #3
- Slow Fade #4
- Slow Fade #5
- Slow Fade #6
- Jackson Cage #1
- Jackson Cage #2
- Find It Where You Can #1
- Find It Where You Can #2
- Break My Heart (Tonight) #1
- Break My Heart (Tonight) #2
- Out on the Run (Looking for Love) #1
- Out on the Run (Looking for Love) #2
- Out on the Run (Looking for Love) #3
- The Ties That Bind
- In the City Tonight #1
- In the City Tonight #2
- In the City Tonight #3
- In the City Tonight #4
- In the City Tonight #5
- In the City Tonight #6
- In the City Tonight #7
- Jole Blon #1
- Restless Nights #8
- Restless Nights #9
- Restless Nights #10
- Restless Nights #11
- Restless Nights #12
- Restless Nights #13
- Jole Blon #2
- Jole Blon #3
- Wreck on the Highway (Country version)
- Stolen Car #1
- Stolen Car #2
- Stolen Car #3
- Stolen Car #4
- Living on the Edge #1
- Living on the Edge #2
- Living on the Edge #3
- Chevrolet Deluxe #1
- Chevrolet Deluxe #2
- Bring on the Night
- Restless Nights #1
- Restless Nights #2
- Restless Nights #3
- Restless Nights #4
- Restless Nights #5
- Restless Nights #6
- Restless Nights #7
- Mary Lou #1
- Mary Lou #2
- Mary Lou #3
- Mary Lou #4
- Mary Lou #5
- Mary Lou #6
- Bring on the Night
- Pipeline
- Help Up Without a Gun #1
- Help Up Without a Gun #2
- Help Up Without a Gun #3
- Help Up Without a Gun #4
- Help Up Without a Gun #5
- Help Up Without a Gun #6
- Help Up Without a Gun #7
- Help Up Without a Gun #8
- Two Hearts #1
- Two Hearts #2
- Two Hearts #3
- Two Hearts #4
- Two Hearts #5
- Two Hearts #6
- Two Hearts #7
- Two Hearts #8
- Long Way Home
- Ruled by the Gun #1
- Ruled by the Gun #2
- Downbound Train
- Wages of Sin #1
- I Need You #1
- I Need You #2
- Ruled by the Gun #3
- Ruled by the Gun #4
- Baby I'm So Cold (Turn the Lights Down Low)
- Untitled Riff
- Wages of Sin #2
- Wages of Sin #3
- Wheels Make the World Go Round
- Glory Days
- Wages of Sin #4
- Fade to Black
- Your Love (Is All Around Me Now) #1
- Your Love (Is All Around Me Now) #2
- Jesse James #1
- Jesse James #2
- They Killed Him in the Street #1
- They Killed Him in the Street #2
- True Love Is Hard to Come By #1
- True Love Is Hard to Come By #2
- True Love Is Hard to Come By #3
- Love Is a Gun #1
- Love Is a Gun #2
- Walking on a Avenue #1
- Walking on a Avenue #2
- Take 'em as They Come
- Baby Come Back
- Baby Come Back
- Love and Kisses
- Love Will Get You Down #1
- Love Will Get You Down #2
- Love Will Get You Down #3
- Love Will Get You Down #4
- Untitled #2
- Out on the Run (Looking for Love)
- Under the Gun
- Find It Where You Can
- Everyone Loves You
- Untitled #3
- Bring on the Night #1
- Take 'em as They Come #2
- Bring On the Night #2
- Untitled #4
- Bring On the Night
- Untitled #5
- Protection #1
- Protection #2
- Protection #3
- Protection #4
- Protection #5
- Love and Kisses #1
- Love and Kisses #2
- Every Day & Every Night
- Under the Gun #1
- Under the Gun #2
- Under the Gun #3
- Under the Gun #4
- Under the Gun #5
- Jeannie Needs a Shooter #1
- Jeannie Needs a Shooter #2
- Untitled Guitar Riff
- Man Who Got Away
- Chain Lightning #1
- Chain Lightning #2
- Chain Lightning #3
- Baby Don't Go #1
- Baby Don't Go #2
- Mary Lou #1
- Mary Lou #2
- Mary Lou #3
- Mary Lou #4
- Everybody Wants My Baby
- Stockton Boys #1
- Stockton Boys #2
- Two Hearts
- Stockton Boys #3
- Stockton Boys #4
- Stockton Girls
- Untitled Harmonies #1
- You Can Look (But You Better Not Touch) #1
- You Can Look (But You Better Not Touch) #2 Raggae Version
- You Gotta Be Kind
- Down in Whitetown #1
- Down in Whitetown #2
- Drive All Night (Harmonies)
- Down in Whitetown #3
- Down in Whitetown #4
- Untitled Harmonies #2
- Party Lights
- Jackson Cage #1
- Jackson Cage #2
- All I Need
- Fade To Black #1
- Fade to Black #2 (Harmonies)
- Stolen Car (Harmonies)
- Loves Gonna Be Tonight #1
- Loves Gonna Be Tonight #2
- (She's a) Rocker #1
- (She's a) Rocker #2
- Rickie (Wants a Man of Her Own)
- Cindy #1
- Cindy #2
- Ramrod #1
- Ramrod #2
- Ramrod #3
- Ramrod #4
- I Wanna Marry You #1
- I Wanna Marry You #2
- I Wanna Marry You #3
- I Wanna Marry You #4
- I Wanna Marry You #5
- All I Need
Send this Playlist by SMS
Email this Page
Bruce Springsteen - Born To Run
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 5:34
- Updated: 27 Feb 2013
Music video by Bruce Springsteen performing Born To Run. (C) 1982 Bruce Springsteen
http://wn.com/Bruce_Springsteen_Born_To_Run
Music video by Bruce Springsteen performing Born To Run. (C) 1982 Bruce Springsteen
Bruce Springsteen - Dancing In The Dark
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 3:59
- Updated: 27 Feb 2013
Music video by Bruce Springsteen performing Dancing In The Dark. (C) 1984 Bruce Springsteen
http://wn.com/Bruce_Springsteen_Dancing_In_The_Dark
Music video by Bruce Springsteen performing Dancing In The Dark. (C) 1984 Bruce Springsteen
- published: 03 Oct 2009
- views: 16169175
- author: BruceSpringsteenVEVO
Bruce Springsteen - Streets Of Philadelphia
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 2:58
- Updated: 27 Feb 2013
Music video by Bruce Springsteen performing Streets Of Philadelphia. (C) 1993 Bruce Springsteen
http://wn.com/Bruce_Springsteen_Streets_Of_Philadelphia
Music video by Bruce Springsteen performing Streets Of Philadelphia. (C) 1993 Bruce Springsteen
- published: 03 Oct 2009
- views: 16910734
- author: BruceSpringsteenVEVO
Bruce Springsteen MusiCares Person Of The Year speech
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 11:44
- Updated: 27 Feb 2013
Recorded February 8 in Los Angeles, CA. Read more at brucespringsteen.net
http://wn.com/Bruce_Springsteen_MusiCares_Person_Of_The_Year_speech
Recorded February 8 in Los Angeles, CA. Read more at brucespringsteen.net
- published: 13 Feb 2013
- views: 60474
- author: BruceSpringsteen
BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN & THE E STREET BAND - live @ glastonbury 2009
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 84:25
- Updated: 26 Feb 2013
Badlands Prove It All Night Outlaw Pete Out In The Street Working On A Dream Waitin' On A Sunny Day Promised Land The River Born To Run Thunder Road American Land Glory Days Dancing In The Dark
http://wn.com/BRUCE_SPRINGSTEEN_THE_E_STREET_BAND_live_@_glastonbury_2009
Badlands Prove It All Night Outlaw Pete Out In The Street Working On A Dream Waitin' On A Sunny Day Promised Land The River Born To Run Thunder Road American Land Glory Days Dancing In The Dark
- published: 22 Feb 2012
- views: 441000
- author: MultiJokerchannel
Bruce Springsteen - Tougher Than The Rest
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 6:34
- Updated: 27 Feb 2013
Music video by Bruce Springsteen performing Tougher Than The Rest. (C) 1988 Bruce Springsteen
http://wn.com/Bruce_Springsteen_Tougher_Than_The_Rest
Music video by Bruce Springsteen performing Tougher Than The Rest. (C) 1988 Bruce Springsteen
- published: 03 Oct 2009
- views: 4249173
- author: BruceSpringsteenVEVO
Bruce Springsteen - I'm On Fire
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 3:31
- Updated: 27 Feb 2013
Music video by Bruce Springsteen performing I'm On Fire. (C) 1986 Bruce Springsteen
http://wn.com/Bruce_Springsteen_I'm_On_Fire
Music video by Bruce Springsteen performing I'm On Fire. (C) 1986 Bruce Springsteen
- published: 25 Oct 2009
- views: 6746218
- author: BruceSpringsteenVEVO
Bruce Springsteen - London TV Special 2012
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 34:41
- Updated: 27 Feb 2013
Join us in Facebook: www.facebook.com
http://wn.com/Bruce_Springsteen_London_TV_Special_2012
MusiCares Tribute to Bruce Springsteen
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 5:54
- Updated: 27 Feb 2013
Film by Thom Zimny
http://wn.com/MusiCares_Tribute_to_Bruce_Springsteen
Bruce Springsteen - Born To Run
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 4:32
- Updated: 27 Feb 2013
Bruce Springsteen - Born To Run 1975 (STUDIO) In the day we sweat it out in the streets of a runaway american dream At night we ride through mansions of glory in suicide machines Sprung from cages out on highway 9, Chrome wheeled, fuel injected and steppin out over the line Baby this town rips the bones from your back Its a death trap, its a suicide rap We gotta get out while were young `cause tramps like us, baby we were born to run Wendy let me in I wanna be your friend I want to guard your dreams and visions Just wrap your legs round these velvet rims And strap your hands across my engines Together we could break this trap Well run till we drop, baby well never go back Will you walk with me out on the wire `cause baby Im just a scared and lonely rider But I gotta find out how it feels I want to know if love is wild, girl I want to know if love is real Beyond the palace hemi-powered drones scream down the boulevard The girls comb their hair in rearview mirrors And the boys try to look so hard The amusement park rises bold and stark Kids are huddled on the beach in a mist I wanna die with you wendy on the streets tonight In an everlasting kiss The highways jammed with broken heroes on a last chance power drive Everybodys out on the run tonight but theres no place left to hide Together wendy well live with the sadness Ill love you with all the madness in my soul Someday girl I dont know when were gonna get to that place Where we really want to go and well walk in the sun ...
http://wn.com/Bruce_Springsteen_Born_To_Run
Bruce Springsteen - Born To Run 1975 (STUDIO) In the day we sweat it out in the streets of a runaway american dream At night we ride through mansions of glory in suicide machines Sprung from cages out on highway 9, Chrome wheeled, fuel injected and steppin out over the line Baby this town rips the bones from your back Its a death trap, its a suicide rap We gotta get out while were young `cause tramps like us, baby we were born to run Wendy let me in I wanna be your friend I want to guard your dreams and visions Just wrap your legs round these velvet rims And strap your hands across my engines Together we could break this trap Well run till we drop, baby well never go back Will you walk with me out on the wire `cause baby Im just a scared and lonely rider But I gotta find out how it feels I want to know if love is wild, girl I want to know if love is real Beyond the palace hemi-powered drones scream down the boulevard The girls comb their hair in rearview mirrors And the boys try to look so hard The amusement park rises bold and stark Kids are huddled on the beach in a mist I wanna die with you wendy on the streets tonight In an everlasting kiss The highways jammed with broken heroes on a last chance power drive Everybodys out on the run tonight but theres no place left to hide Together wendy well live with the sadness Ill love you with all the madness in my soul Someday girl I dont know when were gonna get to that place Where we really want to go and well walk in the sun ...
- published: 15 Nov 2008
- views: 2092000
- author: anner92
Bruce Springsteen 121212concert Land of Hope and Dreams plus Wrecking Ball
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 12:18
- Updated: 24 Feb 2013
Live performance by Bruce Springsteen and the E Street Band as they open the 121212concert at Madison Square Garden with Land of Hope and Dreams (This Train)
http://wn.com/Bruce_Springsteen_121212concert_Land_of_Hope_and_Dreams_plus_Wrecking_Ball
Live performance by Bruce Springsteen and the E Street Band as they open the 121212concert at Madison Square Garden with Land of Hope and Dreams (This Train)
- published: 13 Dec 2012
- views: 18515
- author: fanzeepanz
Bruce Springsteen - The Rising (2002) Full Album
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 72:58
- Updated: 26 Feb 2013
This is Bruce Springsteen's twelth studio album released to unanimous aclaim from critics. The album would be Bruce's first outing with The E Street Band in eighteen years. It would hurl him back into mainstream culture and would be the begining of the resurge of his career that took place in the 2000's. Springsteen wrote the songs of the album in response to the September 11th terrorist attacks in New York City that killed almost 4000 americans. The album is an emotional experience for me having lived in New York during the attacks, and knowing people who lost their lives. The album was placed at number 424 on Rolling Stone Magazine's list of The 500 Greatest Albums Of All Time Tracklisting / Writing Credits 1.Lonesome Day (Springsteen) 2.Into The Fire (Springsteen) 3.Waiting on a Sunny Day (Springsteen) 4.Nothing Man (Springsteen) 5.Counting on a Miracle (Springsteen) 6.Empty Sky (Springsteen) 7.Worlds Apart (Springsteen) 8.Let's Be Friends (Springsteen) 9.Furthur on Up The Road (Springsteen) 10.The Fuse (Springsteen) 11.Mary's Place (Springsteen) 12.You're Missing (Springsteen) 13.The Rising (Springsteen) 14.Paradise (Springsteen) 15.My City of Ruins (Springsteen) Copyright Disclaimer Under Section 107 of the Copyright Act 1976, allowance is made for "fair use" for purposes such as criticism, comment, news reporting, teaching, scholarship, and research. Fair use is a use permitted by copyright statute that might otherwise be infringing. Non-profit, educational or ...
http://wn.com/Bruce_Springsteen_The_Rising_2002_Full_Album
This is Bruce Springsteen's twelth studio album released to unanimous aclaim from critics. The album would be Bruce's first outing with The E Street Band in eighteen years. It would hurl him back into mainstream culture and would be the begining of the resurge of his career that took place in the 2000's. Springsteen wrote the songs of the album in response to the September 11th terrorist attacks in New York City that killed almost 4000 americans. The album is an emotional experience for me having lived in New York during the attacks, and knowing people who lost their lives. The album was placed at number 424 on Rolling Stone Magazine's list of The 500 Greatest Albums Of All Time Tracklisting / Writing Credits 1.Lonesome Day (Springsteen) 2.Into The Fire (Springsteen) 3.Waiting on a Sunny Day (Springsteen) 4.Nothing Man (Springsteen) 5.Counting on a Miracle (Springsteen) 6.Empty Sky (Springsteen) 7.Worlds Apart (Springsteen) 8.Let's Be Friends (Springsteen) 9.Furthur on Up The Road (Springsteen) 10.The Fuse (Springsteen) 11.Mary's Place (Springsteen) 12.You're Missing (Springsteen) 13.The Rising (Springsteen) 14.Paradise (Springsteen) 15.My City of Ruins (Springsteen) Copyright Disclaimer Under Section 107 of the Copyright Act 1976, allowance is made for "fair use" for purposes such as criticism, comment, news reporting, teaching, scholarship, and research. Fair use is a use permitted by copyright statute that might otherwise be infringing. Non-profit, educational or ...
- published: 31 Dec 2012
- views: 8072
- author: AnthonyVardaro3
Bruce Springsteen - Paris 2012-07-04 full show video release preview
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 43:53
- Updated: 25 Feb 2013
Preview for the upcoming dvd/blu-ray release. The blu-ray will have much superior picture quality than this youtube preview.
http://wn.com/Bruce_Springsteen_Paris_2012-07-04_full_show_video_release_preview
Preview for the upcoming dvd/blu-ray release. The blu-ray will have much superior picture quality than this youtube preview.
- published: 19 Jan 2013
- views: 10897
- author: dvddubbingguy
![Bruce Springsteen - I'm On Fire [Kyoto 1985]](http://web.archive.org./web/20130227203632im_/http://i.ytimg.com/vi/2RIIb5QUJn0/default.jpg "Bruce Springsteen - I'm On Fire [Kyoto 1985]")
Bruce Springsteen - I'm On Fire [Kyoto 1985]
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 5:12
- Updated: 24 Feb 2013
April 19, 1985 Kyoto Furitsu Taiikukan, Kyoto, Japan
http://wn.com/Bruce_Springsteen_I'm_On_Fire_Kyoto_1985_
April 19, 1985 Kyoto Furitsu Taiikukan, Kyoto, Japan
- published: 22 Feb 2013
- views: 76
- author: leandrorocksteady
Bruce Springsteen at the Count Basie Theater, Red Bank, NJ (Live 1993-03-23)
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 35:59
- Updated: 27 Feb 2013
The soundcheck with the Human Touch Band was filmed at the Count Basie Theater on the same day as the benefit/warm up show before the European leg of the 1993 tour. The first is a rehearsal of the 1966 Percy Sledge song "Warm And Tender Love", that was never played in a concert. Warm And Tender Love Human Touch 11:16 Because The Night 18:44 Brilliant Disguise 27:17 Soul Driver 32:24
http://wn.com/Bruce_Springsteen_at_the_Count_Basie_Theater,_Red_Bank,_NJ_Live_1993-03-23
The soundcheck with the Human Touch Band was filmed at the Count Basie Theater on the same day as the benefit/warm up show before the European leg of the 1993 tour. The first is a rehearsal of the 1966 Percy Sledge song "Warm And Tender Love", that was never played in a concert. Warm And Tender Love Human Touch 11:16 Because The Night 18:44 Brilliant Disguise 27:17 Soul Driver 32:24
- published: 24 Feb 2013
- views: 280
- author: MsBrucejuice
Bruce Springsteen - Jungleland (Live in New York 2001)
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 10:54
- Updated: 27 Feb 2013
Unforgettable performance from Live in New York City. Possibly one of the greatest performances of all time. Includes poetic lyrics, guitar, keyboard solos and the epic saxophone solo by the Big Man. --- As soon as the views hit 300 000 or I get 50 subscribers, I will repost an HD version of this video
http://wn.com/Bruce_Springsteen_Jungleland_Live_in_New_York_2001
Unforgettable performance from Live in New York City. Possibly one of the greatest performances of all time. Includes poetic lyrics, guitar, keyboard solos and the epic saxophone solo by the Big Man. --- As soon as the views hit 300 000 or I get 50 subscribers, I will repost an HD version of this video
- published: 22 Mar 2008
- views: 903066
- author: Quy3771
Bruce Springsteen - Glory Days
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 5:42
- Updated: 27 Feb 2013
Music video by Bruce Springsteen performing Glory Days. (C) 1985 Bruce Springsteen
http://wn.com/Bruce_Springsteen_Glory_Days
Music video by Bruce Springsteen performing Glory Days. (C) 1985 Bruce Springsteen
- published: 03 Oct 2009
- views: 5516281
- author: BruceSpringsteenVEVO
"American Skin (41 Shots)" Live in Tampa, FL 03/23/12
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 8:40
- Updated: 27 Feb 2013
http://wn.com/American_Skin_41_Shots_Live_in_Tampa,_FL_03_23_12
Nebraska - Bruce Springsteen (original version - audio only)
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 4:33
- Updated: 26 Feb 2013
I saw her stangin' on her front lawn Just twirlin' her baton Me and her went for a ride sir And ten innocent people died From the town of Lincoln Nebraska Aith a sawed-off .410 on my lap Through to the badlands of Wyoming I killed everything in my path I can't say that I'm sorry For the things that we done At least for a little while sir Me and her we had us some fun The jury brought in a guilty verdict And the judge he sentenced me to death Midnight in prision storeroom With leather straps across my chest Sheriff when the man pulls That switch sir and snaps my poor neck back You make sure my pretty baby Is sittin' right there on my lap They declared me unfit to live Said into that great void my soul'd be hurled They wanted to know why I did what I did Well sir I guess there's just a meanness in this world This music is about the spree killer Charles Starkweather and his girlfriend en.wikipedia.org
http://wn.com/Nebraska_Bruce_Springsteen_original_version_audio_only
I saw her stangin' on her front lawn Just twirlin' her baton Me and her went for a ride sir And ten innocent people died From the town of Lincoln Nebraska Aith a sawed-off .410 on my lap Through to the badlands of Wyoming I killed everything in my path I can't say that I'm sorry For the things that we done At least for a little while sir Me and her we had us some fun The jury brought in a guilty verdict And the judge he sentenced me to death Midnight in prision storeroom With leather straps across my chest Sheriff when the man pulls That switch sir and snaps my poor neck back You make sure my pretty baby Is sittin' right there on my lap They declared me unfit to live Said into that great void my soul'd be hurled They wanted to know why I did what I did Well sir I guess there's just a meanness in this world This music is about the spree killer Charles Starkweather and his girlfriend en.wikipedia.org
- published: 31 Aug 2011
- views: 123878
- author: DGSVasconcelos
Bruce Springsteen Jersey Girl
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 7:00
- Updated: 27 Feb 2013
Jersey Girl live with the E-Street Band
http://wn.com/Bruce_Springsteen_Jersey_Girl
Bruce Springsteen - We Shall Overcome (Utøya Memorial Concert - 2012)
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 5:10
- Updated: 25 Feb 2013
Bruce Springsteen with some assistance from Steven Van Zandt doing this fine rendition of We Shall Overcome at the Utøya Memorial Concert in Oslo on July 22nd, 2012.
http://wn.com/Bruce_Springsteen_We_Shall_Overcome_Utøya_Memorial_Concert_2012
Bruce Springsteen with some assistance from Steven Van Zandt doing this fine rendition of We Shall Overcome at the Utøya Memorial Concert in Oslo on July 22nd, 2012.
- published: 22 Jul 2012
- views: 27588
- author: CommandoBear2000
Because The Night - Bruce Springsteen - Paris 85
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 5:53
- Updated: 26 Feb 2013
Bruce Springsteen & The E Street Band - Proshot Because The Night - 29th June 1985, Parc De La Courneuve, Paris, France
http://wn.com/Because_The_Night_Bruce_Springsteen_Paris_85
Bruce Springsteen & The E Street Band - Proshot Because The Night - 29th June 1985, Parc De La Courneuve, Paris, France
- published: 26 Mar 2007
- views: 986360
- author: mrchappelow3
Pam's "Bruce Springsteen" Wish
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 4:37
- Updated: 23 Feb 2013
Pam Cook's wish was to meet her Rock Idol Bruce Springsteen. Unity, A Journey of Hope with the help of the Bruce Springsteen and the E-Street Band's management, was able to make this life long wish come true for her and 7 of her friends and family. Music: "Countin' on a Miracle, Performed by "Bruce Springsteen and the E-Street Band" Video edited by Crystal Attebery of 10/90 Productions. crystal@1090productions.com
http://wn.com/Pam's_Bruce_Springsteen_Wish
Pam Cook's wish was to meet her Rock Idol Bruce Springsteen. Unity, A Journey of Hope with the help of the Bruce Springsteen and the E-Street Band's management, was able to make this life long wish come true for her and 7 of her friends and family. Music: "Countin' on a Miracle, Performed by "Bruce Springsteen and the E-Street Band" Video edited by Crystal Attebery of 10/90 Productions. crystal@1090productions.com
- published: 03 Jan 2013
- views: 2689
- author: 1090Productions
Send this Playlist by SMS
Email this Page
BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN & THE E STREET BAND - live @ glastonbury 2009
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 84:25
- Updated: 26 Feb 2013
Badlands Prove It All Night Outlaw Pete Out In The Street Working On A Dream Waitin' On A Sunny Day Promised Land The River Born To Run Thunder Road American Land Glory Days Dancing In The Dark
http://wn.com/BRUCE_SPRINGSTEEN_THE_E_STREET_BAND_live_@_glastonbury_2009
Badlands Prove It All Night Outlaw Pete Out In The Street Working On A Dream Waitin' On A Sunny Day Promised Land The River Born To Run Thunder Road American Land Glory Days Dancing In The Dark
- published: 22 Feb 2012
- views: 441000
- author: MultiJokerchannel
Bruce Springsteen - Live in London - Part 1
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 14:59
- Updated: 26 Feb 2013
Bruce Springsteen and the E street band live in London The Full Track List: 1. London Calling 2. Badlands 3. Night 4. She's The One 5. Outlaw Pete 6. Out In The Street 7. Working On A Dream 8. Seeds 9. Johnny 99 10. Youngstown 11. Good Lovin' 12. Bobby Jean 13. Trapped 14. No Surrender 15. Waiting On A Sunny Day 16. Promised Land 17. Racing In The Street 18. Radio Nowhere 19. Lonesome Day 20. The Rising 21. Born To Run 22. Hard Times (Come Again No More) 23. Jungleland 24. American Land 25. Glory Days 26. Dancing In The Dark
http://wn.com/Bruce_Springsteen_Live_in_London_Part_1
Bruce Springsteen and the E street band live in London The Full Track List: 1. London Calling 2. Badlands 3. Night 4. She's The One 5. Outlaw Pete 6. Out In The Street 7. Working On A Dream 8. Seeds 9. Johnny 99 10. Youngstown 11. Good Lovin' 12. Bobby Jean 13. Trapped 14. No Surrender 15. Waiting On A Sunny Day 16. Promised Land 17. Racing In The Street 18. Radio Nowhere 19. Lonesome Day 20. The Rising 21. Born To Run 22. Hard Times (Come Again No More) 23. Jungleland 24. American Land 25. Glory Days 26. Dancing In The Dark
- published: 25 Jun 2011
- views: 302216
- author: stockyy1994
Bruce Springsteen - Live 1978 AMAZING FULL CONCERT VIDEO Part 1
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 118:45
- Updated: 27 Feb 2013
All rights owned by Bruce Springsteen. Landover Maryland (15th August 1978) Part 2 of this show is at www.youtube.com
http://wn.com/Bruce_Springsteen_Live_1978_AMAZING_FULL_CONCERT_VIDEO_Part_1
All rights owned by Bruce Springsteen. Landover Maryland (15th August 1978) Part 2 of this show is at www.youtube.com
- published: 10 Mar 2012
- views: 235646
- author: chillgreg
Bruce Springsteen -- Live -- The River -- New York
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 9:25
- Updated: 27 Feb 2013
In my opinion: This is the Best live The River performance EVER.. I saw that it has been removed so I thought I upload it again,, just so share this wonderful thing! So I don't own any rights of this video!
http://wn.com/Bruce_Springsteen_-_Live_-_The_River_-_New_York
In my opinion: This is the Best live The River performance EVER.. I saw that it has been removed so I thought I upload it again,, just so share this wonderful thing! So I don't own any rights of this video!
- published: 09 Feb 2011
- views: 128289
- author: marloesjhee
![Thunder Road - Bruce Springsteen [DVD Live in Barcelona 2002] ( Subtitles & lyrics )](http://web.archive.org./web/20130227203632im_/http://i.ytimg.com/vi/-I579UTHm-o/default.jpg "Thunder Road - Bruce Springsteen [DVD Live in Barcelona 2002] ( Subtitles & lyrics )")
Thunder Road - Bruce Springsteen [DVD Live in Barcelona 2002] ( Subtitles & lyrics )
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 7:23
- Updated: 27 Feb 2013
Thunder Road - from the DVD Live in Barcelona. October 16, 2002. With subtitles.
http://wn.com/Thunder_Road_Bruce_Springsteen_DVD_Live_in_Barcelona_2002_Subtitles_lyrics_
Thunder Road - from the DVD Live in Barcelona. October 16, 2002. With subtitles.
- published: 19 Mar 2010
- views: 673606
- author: TheBossInBarcelonaHD
Bruce Springsteen - Jungleland (Live in New York 2001)
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 10:54
- Updated: 27 Feb 2013
Unforgettable performance from Live in New York City. Possibly one of the greatest performances of all time. Includes poetic lyrics, guitar, keyboard solos and the epic saxophone solo by the Big Man. --- As soon as the views hit 300 000 or I get 50 subscribers, I will repost an HD version of this video
http://wn.com/Bruce_Springsteen_Jungleland_Live_in_New_York_2001
Unforgettable performance from Live in New York City. Possibly one of the greatest performances of all time. Includes poetic lyrics, guitar, keyboard solos and the epic saxophone solo by the Big Man. --- As soon as the views hit 300 000 or I get 50 subscribers, I will repost an HD version of this video
- published: 22 Mar 2008
- views: 903066
- author: Quy3771
Bruce Springsteen The Ghost of Tom Joad live in Studio
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 5:21
- Updated: 27 Feb 2013
Amazing version
http://wn.com/Bruce_Springsteen_The_Ghost_of_Tom_Joad_live_in_Studio
Bruce Springsteen - Live 1978 AMAZING FULL CONCERT VIDEO Part 2
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 42:13
- Updated: 27 Feb 2013
All rights owned by Bruce Springsteen. Landover Maryland (15th August 1978) Part 1 of this show is at www.youtube.com
http://wn.com/Bruce_Springsteen_Live_1978_AMAZING_FULL_CONCERT_VIDEO_Part_2
All rights owned by Bruce Springsteen. Landover Maryland (15th August 1978) Part 1 of this show is at www.youtube.com
- published: 10 Mar 2012
- views: 34547
- author: chillgreg
![She's the one - Bruce Springsteen [DVD Live in Barcelona 2002] ( Subtitles & lyrics )](http://web.archive.org./web/20130227203632im_/http://i.ytimg.com/vi/vHnk2KnZHek/default.jpg "She's the one - Bruce Springsteen [DVD Live in Barcelona 2002] ( Subtitles & lyrics )")
She's the one - Bruce Springsteen [DVD Live in Barcelona 2002] ( Subtitles & lyrics )
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 5:22
- Updated: 23 Feb 2013
She's the one - from the DVD Live in Barcelona. October 16, 2002. With subtitles.
http://wn.com/She's_the_one_Bruce_Springsteen_DVD_Live_in_Barcelona_2002_Subtitles_lyrics_
She's the one - from the DVD Live in Barcelona. October 16, 2002. With subtitles.
- published: 27 Dec 2009
- views: 85391
- author: TheBossInBarcelonaHD
![Born to run - Bruce Springsteen [DVD Live in Barcelona 2002] ( Subtitles & lyrics )](http://web.archive.org./web/20130227203632im_/http://i.ytimg.com/vi/zDMr59T3JSM/default.jpg "Born to run - Bruce Springsteen [DVD Live in Barcelona 2002] ( Subtitles & lyrics )")
Born to run - Bruce Springsteen [DVD Live in Barcelona 2002] ( Subtitles & lyrics )
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 5:25
- Updated: 25 Feb 2013
Born to run - from the DVD Live in Barcelona. October 16, 2002. With subtitles.
http://wn.com/Born_to_run_Bruce_Springsteen_DVD_Live_in_Barcelona_2002_Subtitles_lyrics_
Born to run - from the DVD Live in Barcelona. October 16, 2002. With subtitles.
- published: 19 Mar 2010
- views: 119357
- author: TheBossInBarcelonaHD
Bruce Springsteen & ESB - Drive All Night (Live @ Madison Square Garden 2009)
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 9:34
- Updated: 26 Feb 2013
When I lost you honey sometimes, I think I lost my guts too And I wish God would send me a word, send me something I'm afraid to lose Lying in the heat of the night like prisoners all our lives I get shivers down my spine girl and all I wanna do is hold you tight Baby baby baby I swear...
http://wn.com/Bruce_Springsteen_ESB_Drive_All_Night_Live_@_Madison_Square_Garden_2009
When I lost you honey sometimes, I think I lost my guts too And I wish God would send me a word, send me something I'm afraid to lose Lying in the heat of the night like prisoners all our lives I get shivers down my spine girl and all I wanna do is hold you tight Baby baby baby I swear...
- published: 28 Mar 2010
- views: 72412
- author: Ev2clip
Bruce Springsteen Across The Border Live In Studio
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 3:35
- Updated: 21 Feb 2013
Amazing song from the Ghost Of Tom Joad Album. LYRICS: Tonight my bag is packed Tomorrow I'll walk these tracks That will lead me across the border Tomorrow my love and I Will sleep 'neath auburn skies Somewhere across the border We'll leave behind my dear The pain and sadness we found here And we'll drink from the Bravo's muddy waters Where the sky grows gray and white We'll meet on the other side There across the border For you I'll build a house High up on a grassy hill Somewhere across the border Where pain and memory Pain and memory have been stilled There across the border And sweet blossoms fill the air Pastures of gold and green Roll down into cool clear waters And in your arms 'neath open skies I'll kiss the sorrow from your eyes There across the border Tonight we'll sing the songs I'll dream of you my corazón And tomorrow my heart will be strong And may the saints' blessing and grace Carry me safely into your arms There across the border For what are we Without hope in our hearts That someday we'll drink from God's blessed waters And eat the fruit from the vine I know love and fortune will be mine Somewhere across the border
http://wn.com/Bruce_Springsteen_Across_The_Border_Live_In_Studio
Amazing song from the Ghost Of Tom Joad Album. LYRICS: Tonight my bag is packed Tomorrow I'll walk these tracks That will lead me across the border Tomorrow my love and I Will sleep 'neath auburn skies Somewhere across the border We'll leave behind my dear The pain and sadness we found here And we'll drink from the Bravo's muddy waters Where the sky grows gray and white We'll meet on the other side There across the border For you I'll build a house High up on a grassy hill Somewhere across the border Where pain and memory Pain and memory have been stilled There across the border And sweet blossoms fill the air Pastures of gold and green Roll down into cool clear waters And in your arms 'neath open skies I'll kiss the sorrow from your eyes There across the border Tonight we'll sing the songs I'll dream of you my corazón And tomorrow my heart will be strong And may the saints' blessing and grace Carry me safely into your arms There across the border For what are we Without hope in our hearts That someday we'll drink from God's blessed waters And eat the fruit from the vine I know love and fortune will be mine Somewhere across the border
- published: 11 Apr 2007
- views: 172197
- author: fniazi1
Bruce Springsteen - The Promised Land (Live In Barcelona)2002
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 5:40
- Updated: 04 Feb 2013
Bruce Springsteen & The E Street Band The Promised Land from the album Darkness On The Edge Of Town released 1978 (live in Barcelona) On October 16, 2002, two months into his world tour in support of The Rising, Bruce Springsteen & the E Street Band took the stage of the Palau Sant Jordi in Barcelona, Spain, to create the kind of soul-stirring concert experience that transforms Springsteen neophytes and fans alike into true believers
http://wn.com/Bruce_Springsteen_The_Promised_Land_Live_In_Barcelona2002
Bruce Springsteen & The E Street Band The Promised Land from the album Darkness On The Edge Of Town released 1978 (live in Barcelona) On October 16, 2002, two months into his world tour in support of The Rising, Bruce Springsteen & the E Street Band took the stage of the Palau Sant Jordi in Barcelona, Spain, to create the kind of soul-stirring concert experience that transforms Springsteen neophytes and fans alike into true believers
- published: 08 Dec 2009
- views: 24458
- author: galwegians08
Bruce Springsteen - Spare Parts (Live)
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 7:45
- Updated: 25 Feb 2013
Live with video intro
http://wn.com/Bruce_Springsteen_Spare_Parts_Live
Bruce Springsteen - Because The Night (Live 1980)
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 6:32
- Updated: 18 Feb 2013
Bruce Springsteen & The E Street Band - Because The Night at Capital Center in Landover, Maryland on November 24/1980
http://wn.com/Bruce_Springsteen_Because_The_Night_Live_1980
Bruce Springsteen & The E Street Band - Because The Night at Capital Center in Landover, Maryland on November 24/1980
- published: 24 Mar 2010
- views: 48087
- author: MsBrucejuice
Bruce Springsteen, Twist & Shout, Live in Gothenburg 2008
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 10:00
- Updated: 07 Sep 2012
Bruce Springsteen and the E Street Band performing the stadium wrecker Twist & Shout! Live in Gothenburg Sweden @ Ullevi 5th of July 2008
http://wn.com/Bruce_Springsteen,_Twist_Shout,_Live_in_Gothenburg_2008
Bruce Springsteen and the E Street Band performing the stadium wrecker Twist & Shout! Live in Gothenburg Sweden @ Ullevi 5th of July 2008
- published: 08 Jul 2008
- views: 143026
- author: Marcelinho88
![You're missing - Bruce Springsteen [DVD Live in Barcelona 2002] ( Subtitles & lyrics )](http://web.archive.org./web/20130227203632im_/http://i.ytimg.com/vi/0am6kIClWqo/default.jpg "You're missing - Bruce Springsteen [DVD Live in Barcelona 2002] ( Subtitles & lyrics )")
You're missing - Bruce Springsteen [DVD Live in Barcelona 2002] ( Subtitles & lyrics )
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 5:30
- Updated: 26 Jan 2013
You're missing - from the DVD Live in Barcelona. October 16, 2002. With subtitles.
http://wn.com/You're_missing_Bruce_Springsteen_DVD_Live_in_Barcelona_2002_Subtitles_lyrics_
You're missing - from the DVD Live in Barcelona. October 16, 2002. With subtitles.
- published: 27 Dec 2009
- views: 24883
- author: TheBossInBarcelonaHD
Bruce Springsteen - The Promised Land
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 5:40
- Updated: 24 Feb 2013
Bruce Springsteen - The Promised Land-LIVE IN BARCELLONA(2003) On a rattlesnake speedway in the Utah desert I pick up my money and head back into town Driving cross the Waynesboro county line I got the radio on and I'm just killing time Working all day in my daddy's garage Driving all night chasing some mirage Pretty soon little girl I'm gonna take charge CHORUS: The dogs on Main Street holw 'cause they understand If I could take one moment into my hands Mister I ain't a boy no I'm a man And I believe in a promised land I've done my best to live the right way I get up every morning and go to work each day But your eyes go blind and your blood runs cold Sometimes I feel so weak I just want to explode Explode and tear this town apart Take a knife and cut this pain from my heart Find somebody itching for something to start CHORUS: The dogs on Main Street holw 'cause they understand If I could take one moment into my hands Mister I ain't a boy no I'm a man And I believe in a promised land There's a dark cloud rising from the desert floor I packed my bags and I'm heading straight into the storm Gonna be a twister to blow everything down That ain't got the faith to stand its ground Blow away the dreams that tear you apart Blow away the dreams that break your heart Blow away the lies that leave you nothing but lost andbrokenhearted CHORUS: The dogs on Main Street holw 'cause they understand If I could take one moment into my hands Mister I ain't a boy no I'm a man And I believe ...
http://wn.com/Bruce_Springsteen_The_Promised_Land
Bruce Springsteen - The Promised Land-LIVE IN BARCELLONA(2003) On a rattlesnake speedway in the Utah desert I pick up my money and head back into town Driving cross the Waynesboro county line I got the radio on and I'm just killing time Working all day in my daddy's garage Driving all night chasing some mirage Pretty soon little girl I'm gonna take charge CHORUS: The dogs on Main Street holw 'cause they understand If I could take one moment into my hands Mister I ain't a boy no I'm a man And I believe in a promised land I've done my best to live the right way I get up every morning and go to work each day But your eyes go blind and your blood runs cold Sometimes I feel so weak I just want to explode Explode and tear this town apart Take a knife and cut this pain from my heart Find somebody itching for something to start CHORUS: The dogs on Main Street holw 'cause they understand If I could take one moment into my hands Mister I ain't a boy no I'm a man And I believe in a promised land There's a dark cloud rising from the desert floor I packed my bags and I'm heading straight into the storm Gonna be a twister to blow everything down That ain't got the faith to stand its ground Blow away the dreams that tear you apart Blow away the dreams that break your heart Blow away the lies that leave you nothing but lost andbrokenhearted CHORUS: The dogs on Main Street holw 'cause they understand If I could take one moment into my hands Mister I ain't a boy no I'm a man And I believe ...
- published: 26 Jun 2008
- views: 327077
- author: Antonio I
Springsteen - She's the One
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 5:13
- Updated: 27 Feb 2013
Springsteen live at Hammersmith Odeon, 1975. The full DVD is available with the 30th Anniversary release of 'Born to Run'.
http://wn.com/Springsteen_She's_the_One
Springsteen live at Hammersmith Odeon, 1975. The full DVD is available with the 30th Anniversary release of 'Born to Run'.
- published: 13 Aug 2006
- views: 308293
- author: glammer
Bruce Springsteen - Cadillac Ranch - Live at CNE Grandstands '84 (Blu-ray)
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 5:47
- Updated: 25 Feb 2013
Bruce Springsteen & E Street Band - Cadillac Ranch Live Born In The USA Tour '84 1984-07-26 - CNE Grandstands, Toronto, Canada brucetapes.com - Bruce Springsteen Concert guide
http://wn.com/Bruce_Springsteen_Cadillac_Ranch_Live_at_CNE_Grandstands_'84_Blu-ray
Bruce Springsteen & E Street Band - Cadillac Ranch Live Born In The USA Tour '84 1984-07-26 - CNE Grandstands, Toronto, Canada brucetapes.com - Bruce Springsteen Concert guide
- published: 15 Feb 2011
- views: 16658
- author: Brucetapes
"American Skin (41 Shots)" Live in Tampa, FL 03/23/12
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 8:40
- Updated: 27 Feb 2013
http://wn.com/American_Skin_41_Shots_Live_in_Tampa,_FL_03_23_12
Bruce Springsteen: NO SURRENDER
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 4:27
- Updated: 20 Feb 2013
Live at Bercy Stadium in Paris, France on December 10, 1998. With special thanks to my wonderful wife!
http://wn.com/Bruce_Springsteen_NO_SURRENDER
Live at Bercy Stadium in Paris, France on December 10, 1998. With special thanks to my wonderful wife!
- published: 08 Feb 2006
- views: 233689
- author: OberstKrautwaschl
Bruce Springsteen - Brilliant Disguise (Live 2000)
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 5:14
- Updated: 21 Feb 2013
Bruce Springsteen & The E Street Band - Brilliant Disguise at Civic Center in Hartford CT on May 8/2000
http://wn.com/Bruce_Springsteen_Brilliant_Disguise_Live_2000
Bruce Springsteen & The E Street Band - Brilliant Disguise at Civic Center in Hartford CT on May 8/2000
- published: 20 Jan 2011
- views: 40707
- author: MsBrucejuice
Send this Playlist by SMS
Email this Page
BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN & THE E STREET BAND - live @ glastonbury 2009
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 84:25
- Updated: 26 Feb 2013
Badlands Prove It All Night Outlaw Pete Out In The Street Working On A Dream Waitin' On A Sunny Day Promised Land The River Born To Run Thunder Road American Land Glory Days Dancing In The Dark
http://wn.com/BRUCE_SPRINGSTEEN_THE_E_STREET_BAND_live_@_glastonbury_2009
Badlands Prove It All Night Outlaw Pete Out In The Street Working On A Dream Waitin' On A Sunny Day Promised Land The River Born To Run Thunder Road American Land Glory Days Dancing In The Dark
- published: 22 Feb 2012
- views: 441000
- author: MultiJokerchannel
Bruce Springsteen - London TV Special 2012
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 34:41
- Updated: 26 Feb 2013
Join us in Facebook: www.facebook.com
http://wn.com/Bruce_Springsteen_London_TV_Special_2012
Bruce Springsteen - The Rising (2002) Full Album
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 72:58
- Updated: 26 Feb 2013
This is Bruce Springsteen's twelth studio album released to unanimous aclaim from critics. The album would be Bruce's first outing with The E Street Band in eighteen years. It would hurl him back into mainstream culture and would be the begining of the resurge of his career that took place in the 2000's. Springsteen wrote the songs of the album in response to the September 11th terrorist attacks in New York City that killed almost 4000 americans. The album is an emotional experience for me having lived in New York during the attacks, and knowing people who lost their lives. The album was placed at number 424 on Rolling Stone Magazine's list of The 500 Greatest Albums Of All Time Tracklisting / Writing Credits 1.Lonesome Day (Springsteen) 2.Into The Fire (Springsteen) 3.Waiting on a Sunny Day (Springsteen) 4.Nothing Man (Springsteen) 5.Counting on a Miracle (Springsteen) 6.Empty Sky (Springsteen) 7.Worlds Apart (Springsteen) 8.Let's Be Friends (Springsteen) 9.Furthur on Up The Road (Springsteen) 10.The Fuse (Springsteen) 11.Mary's Place (Springsteen) 12.You're Missing (Springsteen) 13.The Rising (Springsteen) 14.Paradise (Springsteen) 15.My City of Ruins (Springsteen) Copyright Disclaimer Under Section 107 of the Copyright Act 1976, allowance is made for "fair use" for purposes such as criticism, comment, news reporting, teaching, scholarship, and research. Fair use is a use permitted by copyright statute that might otherwise be infringing. Non-profit, educational or ...
http://wn.com/Bruce_Springsteen_The_Rising_2002_Full_Album
This is Bruce Springsteen's twelth studio album released to unanimous aclaim from critics. The album would be Bruce's first outing with The E Street Band in eighteen years. It would hurl him back into mainstream culture and would be the begining of the resurge of his career that took place in the 2000's. Springsteen wrote the songs of the album in response to the September 11th terrorist attacks in New York City that killed almost 4000 americans. The album is an emotional experience for me having lived in New York during the attacks, and knowing people who lost their lives. The album was placed at number 424 on Rolling Stone Magazine's list of The 500 Greatest Albums Of All Time Tracklisting / Writing Credits 1.Lonesome Day (Springsteen) 2.Into The Fire (Springsteen) 3.Waiting on a Sunny Day (Springsteen) 4.Nothing Man (Springsteen) 5.Counting on a Miracle (Springsteen) 6.Empty Sky (Springsteen) 7.Worlds Apart (Springsteen) 8.Let's Be Friends (Springsteen) 9.Furthur on Up The Road (Springsteen) 10.The Fuse (Springsteen) 11.Mary's Place (Springsteen) 12.You're Missing (Springsteen) 13.The Rising (Springsteen) 14.Paradise (Springsteen) 15.My City of Ruins (Springsteen) Copyright Disclaimer Under Section 107 of the Copyright Act 1976, allowance is made for "fair use" for purposes such as criticism, comment, news reporting, teaching, scholarship, and research. Fair use is a use permitted by copyright statute that might otherwise be infringing. Non-profit, educational or ...
- published: 31 Dec 2012
- views: 8072
- author: AnthonyVardaro3
Bruce Springsteen - Paris 2012-07-04 full show video release preview
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 43:53
- Updated: 25 Feb 2013
Preview for the upcoming dvd/blu-ray release. The blu-ray will have much superior picture quality than this youtube preview.
http://wn.com/Bruce_Springsteen_Paris_2012-07-04_full_show_video_release_preview
Preview for the upcoming dvd/blu-ray release. The blu-ray will have much superior picture quality than this youtube preview.
- published: 19 Jan 2013
- views: 10897
- author: dvddubbingguy
Bruce Springsteen at the Count Basie Theater, Red Bank, NJ (Live 1993-03-23)
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 35:59
- Updated: 27 Feb 2013
The soundcheck with the Human Touch Band was filmed at the Count Basie Theater on the same day as the benefit/warm up show before the European leg of the 1993 tour. The first is a rehearsal of the 1966 Percy Sledge song "Warm And Tender Love", that was never played in a concert. Warm And Tender Love Human Touch 11:16 Because The Night 18:44 Brilliant Disguise 27:17 Soul Driver 32:24
http://wn.com/Bruce_Springsteen_at_the_Count_Basie_Theater,_Red_Bank,_NJ_Live_1993-03-23
The soundcheck with the Human Touch Band was filmed at the Count Basie Theater on the same day as the benefit/warm up show before the European leg of the 1993 tour. The first is a rehearsal of the 1966 Percy Sledge song "Warm And Tender Love", that was never played in a concert. Warm And Tender Love Human Touch 11:16 Because The Night 18:44 Brilliant Disguise 27:17 Soul Driver 32:24
- published: 24 Feb 2013
- views: 280
- author: MsBrucejuice
BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN -FOR DANNY- TAMPA,FL,USA- 22 APRILE 2008 -FULL CONCERT - GREAT AUDIO-
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 207:05
- Updated: 23 Feb 2013
FOR DANNY+ 7 BONUS TRACKS playlist Springsteen full concert-2- at this link www.youtube.com playlist Springsteen full concert-1- at this link www.youtube.com 01. "Blood Brothers" 02. Backstreets 03. Radio Nowhere 04. Lonesome Day 05. No Surrender 06. Gypsy Biker 07. 4th of July Asbury Park (Sandy) 08. Growin' Up 09. Atlantic City 10. Because the Night 11. Darkness on the Edge of Town 12. She's The One 13. Living In The Future 14. The Promised Land 15. Waitin' on a Sunny Day 16. Brilliant Disguise 17. Racing in the Street 18. The Rising 19. Last To Die 20. Long Walk Home 21. Badlands 22. Out in the Street 23. I'll Fly Away 24. Rosalita (Come Out Tonight) 25. Born To Run 26. Tenth Ave Freeze-Out 27. American Land 28. Loose ends 29. Radio nowhere 30. No Surrender 31. Danny Story 32. For You 33. Adam Raised a Cain 34. Mary's Place 35. Meeting Across the River bonus tracks from 28 at 35 live 30 aprile 2008 Charlottesville
http://wn.com/BRUCE_SPRINGSTEEN_-FOR_DANNY_TAMPA,FL,USA_22_APRILE_2008_-FULL_CONCERT_GREAT_AUDIO-
FOR DANNY+ 7 BONUS TRACKS playlist Springsteen full concert-2- at this link www.youtube.com playlist Springsteen full concert-1- at this link www.youtube.com 01. "Blood Brothers" 02. Backstreets 03. Radio Nowhere 04. Lonesome Day 05. No Surrender 06. Gypsy Biker 07. 4th of July Asbury Park (Sandy) 08. Growin' Up 09. Atlantic City 10. Because the Night 11. Darkness on the Edge of Town 12. She's The One 13. Living In The Future 14. The Promised Land 15. Waitin' on a Sunny Day 16. Brilliant Disguise 17. Racing in the Street 18. The Rising 19. Last To Die 20. Long Walk Home 21. Badlands 22. Out in the Street 23. I'll Fly Away 24. Rosalita (Come Out Tonight) 25. Born To Run 26. Tenth Ave Freeze-Out 27. American Land 28. Loose ends 29. Radio nowhere 30. No Surrender 31. Danny Story 32. For You 33. Adam Raised a Cain 34. Mary's Place 35. Meeting Across the River bonus tracks from 28 at 35 live 30 aprile 2008 Charlottesville
- published: 23 Feb 2013
- views: 148
- author: maury6811
Bruce Springsteen - Full Concert 12-12-12 for Sandy Relief
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 28:33
- Updated: 27 Feb 2013
Please donate: www.121212concert.org "12-12-12", a fundraising concert to aid the victims of Hurricane Sandy, will take place on December 12 at Madison Square Garden. The concert will feature Bon Jovi, Eric Clapton, Dave Grohl, Billy Joel, Alicia Keys, Chris Martin, The Rolling Stones, Bruce Springsteen & the E Street Band, Eddie Vedder, Roger Waters, Kanye West, The Who, Paul McCartney plus more artists to be announced! The concert is being presented by Chase, and the proceeds will go to the Robin Hood Relief Fund. Robin Hood, the largest independent poverty fighting organization in the New York area, will insure that every cent raised will go to non-profit groups that are helping the tens of thousands of people throughout the tri-state area who have been affected by Hurricane Sandy. The concert is being produced by James Dolan, Executive Chairman of The Madison Square Garden Company; John Sykes, President of Clear Channel Entertainment Enterprises; and Harvey Weinstein, Co-Founder and Chairman of The Weinstein Company‹the same group that produced and sponsored the historic 9/11 benefit "The Concert for New York City".
http://wn.com/Bruce_Springsteen_Full_Concert_12-12-12_for_Sandy_Relief
Please donate: www.121212concert.org "12-12-12", a fundraising concert to aid the victims of Hurricane Sandy, will take place on December 12 at Madison Square Garden. The concert will feature Bon Jovi, Eric Clapton, Dave Grohl, Billy Joel, Alicia Keys, Chris Martin, The Rolling Stones, Bruce Springsteen & the E Street Band, Eddie Vedder, Roger Waters, Kanye West, The Who, Paul McCartney plus more artists to be announced! The concert is being presented by Chase, and the proceeds will go to the Robin Hood Relief Fund. Robin Hood, the largest independent poverty fighting organization in the New York area, will insure that every cent raised will go to non-profit groups that are helping the tens of thousands of people throughout the tri-state area who have been affected by Hurricane Sandy. The concert is being produced by James Dolan, Executive Chairman of The Madison Square Garden Company; John Sykes, President of Clear Channel Entertainment Enterprises; and Harvey Weinstein, Co-Founder and Chairman of The Weinstein Company‹the same group that produced and sponsored the historic 9/11 benefit "The Concert for New York City".
- published: 23 Dec 2012
- views: 9376
- author: stoneponyclub
Bruce Springsteen at Charlottesville Obama For America Rally
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 37:04
- Updated: 25 Feb 2013
Filmed Oct. 23, 2012 in Charlottesville, VA. Video courtesy of Obama For America.
http://wn.com/Bruce_Springsteen_at_Charlottesville_Obama_For_America_Rally
Filmed Oct. 23, 2012 in Charlottesville, VA. Video courtesy of Obama For America.
- published: 24 Oct 2012
- views: 101874
- author: BruceSpringsteen
Bruce Springsteen - Behind The Blood Brothers (HD)
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 103:54
- Updated: 27 Feb 2013
Bruce Springsteen & The E Street Band - 21-02-95 TRAMPS NIGHTCLUB, NEW YORK, NY. Behind The Blood Brothers (AUTHORED MENU version). The Making Of "Murder Incorporated" 1995: Band rehearsals: Murder Incorporated, This Hard Land, Prove It All Night, Cadillac Ranch, Actioning The Drums, Murder Inc. - Pattie & Nils acoustic rehearsal, After The Rehearsals, Make Up session, before the show - outside Tramps. Acoustic rehearsals: You Can Look But You'd Better Not Touch, Two Hearts, Bobby Jean, Spirit In The Night, The Promised Land, Ramrod, make up sessions, before the show - Murder Inc. rehearsals, Landau intro., Murder Inc. - last rehearsal, Murder Incorporated, playback, stage left playback, Springsteen & Demme discussion, Bobby Jean, Murder Incorporated (slower version), audience shots, after the show - Bruce talks to fans. Pre-show, Murder Incorporated (1), Cadillac Ranch, Two Hearts, back stage, Murder Incorporated (2), Murder Incorporated (Black & White), Badlands, Ramrod, Thunder Road, Backstreets, Little Latin Lupe Loop, after-show. Sony Studios, NYC - April 5th, 1995: Murder Incorporated, This Hard Land, Secret Garden, Streets Of Philadelphia, Two Hearts, Thunder Road. When Bruce Springsteen agreed to reunite with the E Street band for the first time in many years to record additional songs for the Greatest Hits collection, director Ernie Fritz captured it for posterity and released a 90 minute documentary called Blood Brothers: Bruce Springsteen And The E Street Band ...
http://wn.com/Bruce_Springsteen_Behind_The_Blood_Brothers_HD
Bruce Springsteen & The E Street Band - 21-02-95 TRAMPS NIGHTCLUB, NEW YORK, NY. Behind The Blood Brothers (AUTHORED MENU version). The Making Of "Murder Incorporated" 1995: Band rehearsals: Murder Incorporated, This Hard Land, Prove It All Night, Cadillac Ranch, Actioning The Drums, Murder Inc. - Pattie & Nils acoustic rehearsal, After The Rehearsals, Make Up session, before the show - outside Tramps. Acoustic rehearsals: You Can Look But You'd Better Not Touch, Two Hearts, Bobby Jean, Spirit In The Night, The Promised Land, Ramrod, make up sessions, before the show - Murder Inc. rehearsals, Landau intro., Murder Inc. - last rehearsal, Murder Incorporated, playback, stage left playback, Springsteen & Demme discussion, Bobby Jean, Murder Incorporated (slower version), audience shots, after the show - Bruce talks to fans. Pre-show, Murder Incorporated (1), Cadillac Ranch, Two Hearts, back stage, Murder Incorporated (2), Murder Incorporated (Black & White), Badlands, Ramrod, Thunder Road, Backstreets, Little Latin Lupe Loop, after-show. Sony Studios, NYC - April 5th, 1995: Murder Incorporated, This Hard Land, Secret Garden, Streets Of Philadelphia, Two Hearts, Thunder Road. When Bruce Springsteen agreed to reunite with the E Street band for the first time in many years to record additional songs for the Greatest Hits collection, director Ernie Fritz captured it for posterity and released a 90 minute documentary called Blood Brothers: Bruce Springsteen And The E Street Band ...
- published: 29 Jan 2013
- views: 4545
- author: simenfjellstad
![Bruce Springsteen - [Live in Dublin 93'] Soundboard Audio](http://web.archive.org./web/20130227203632im_/http://i.ytimg.com/vi/DDOul2tk3x4/default.jpg "Bruce Springsteen - [Live in Dublin 93'] Soundboard Audio")
Bruce Springsteen - [Live in Dublin 93'] Soundboard Audio
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 117:13
- Updated: 20 Feb 2013
Bruce Springsteen & The Other Band - Live at RDS Arena in Dublin, Ireland on 20th May 1993 (Not Full Concert). Setlist: Downbound Train Because the Night Brilliant Disguise Human Touch The River Who'll Stop the Rain? Souls of the Departed Born in the USA Light of Day Encore: Settle for Love Glory Days Thunder Road Born to Run My Beautiful Reward Great Balls of Fire Whole Lotta Shakin' Goin' On Working on the Highway Rockin' All Over the World Bobby Jean It's All Right
http://wn.com/Bruce_Springsteen_Live_in_Dublin_93'_Soundboard_Audio
Bruce Springsteen & The Other Band - Live at RDS Arena in Dublin, Ireland on 20th May 1993 (Not Full Concert). Setlist: Downbound Train Because the Night Brilliant Disguise Human Touch The River Who'll Stop the Rain? Souls of the Departed Born in the USA Light of Day Encore: Settle for Love Glory Days Thunder Road Born to Run My Beautiful Reward Great Balls of Fire Whole Lotta Shakin' Goin' On Working on the Highway Rockin' All Over the World Bobby Jean It's All Right
- published: 04 Jan 2013
- views: 625
- author: simenfjellstad
Bruce Springsteen - Full Concert, Memorial Sports Arena, Los Angeles, CA, 1981-08-20 (Audio)
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 185:34
- Updated: 24 Feb 2013
Bruce Springsteen & The E Street Band - A Night For The Vietnam Veterans - Memorial Sports Arena, Los Angeles, CA on August 20/1981. This video is created by: www.youtube.com who can't upload more than 15 minutes at the moment. This is from the bootleg 'As Dreams Don't Mean Nothin' - A Night For The Vietnam Veterans' (Ev2) and is his all time favorite concert, so all credits goes to him 01. Arena Announcement 02. Bruce Springsteen Intro 0:00:33 03. Bobby Muller Intro 0:02:49 04. Who'll Stop The Rain 0:05:36 05. Prove It All Night 0:09:32 06. The Ties That Bind 0:14:45 07. Darkness On The Edge Of Town 0:19:15 08. Intro / "Hold On To Yourself" 0:24:20 09. Johnny Bye Bye 0:26:28 10. Independence Day 0:30:10 11. Intro / "You End Up Trapped" 0:35:47 12. Trapped 0:38:11 13. Two Hearts 0:43:11 14. Out In The Street 0:46:05 15. The Promised Land 0:51:25 16. The River 0:58:27 17. Intro / "Dream That Won't Die" 1:05:23 18. This Land Is Your Land 1:06:40 19. Badlands 1:10:09 20. Thunder Road 1:15:40 21. Hungry Heart 1:22:25 22. You Can Look (But You Better Not Touch) 1:27:02 23. Cadillac Ranch 1:30:25 24. Sherry Darling 1:35:55 25. Jole Blon 1:42:06 26. Wreck On The Highway 1:47:14 27. Racing In The Street 1:51:59 28. Candy's Room 2:00:00 29. Ramrod 2:02:57 30. Rosalita (Come Out Tonight) 2:07:25 31. Jungleland 2:22:03 32. Ballad Of Easy Rider 2:33:06 33. Born To Run 2:37:24 34. Detroit Medley 2:41:53 35. Twist And Shout 2:56:55
http://wn.com/Bruce_Springsteen_Full_Concert,_Memorial_Sports_Arena,_Los_Angeles,_CA,_1981-08-20_Audio
Bruce Springsteen & The E Street Band - A Night For The Vietnam Veterans - Memorial Sports Arena, Los Angeles, CA on August 20/1981. This video is created by: www.youtube.com who can't upload more than 15 minutes at the moment. This is from the bootleg 'As Dreams Don't Mean Nothin' - A Night For The Vietnam Veterans' (Ev2) and is his all time favorite concert, so all credits goes to him 01. Arena Announcement 02. Bruce Springsteen Intro 0:00:33 03. Bobby Muller Intro 0:02:49 04. Who'll Stop The Rain 0:05:36 05. Prove It All Night 0:09:32 06. The Ties That Bind 0:14:45 07. Darkness On The Edge Of Town 0:19:15 08. Intro / "Hold On To Yourself" 0:24:20 09. Johnny Bye Bye 0:26:28 10. Independence Day 0:30:10 11. Intro / "You End Up Trapped" 0:35:47 12. Trapped 0:38:11 13. Two Hearts 0:43:11 14. Out In The Street 0:46:05 15. The Promised Land 0:51:25 16. The River 0:58:27 17. Intro / "Dream That Won't Die" 1:05:23 18. This Land Is Your Land 1:06:40 19. Badlands 1:10:09 20. Thunder Road 1:15:40 21. Hungry Heart 1:22:25 22. You Can Look (But You Better Not Touch) 1:27:02 23. Cadillac Ranch 1:30:25 24. Sherry Darling 1:35:55 25. Jole Blon 1:42:06 26. Wreck On The Highway 1:47:14 27. Racing In The Street 1:51:59 28. Candy's Room 2:00:00 29. Ramrod 2:02:57 30. Rosalita (Come Out Tonight) 2:07:25 31. Jungleland 2:22:03 32. Ballad Of Easy Rider 2:33:06 33. Born To Run 2:37:24 34. Detroit Medley 2:41:53 35. Twist And Shout 2:56:55
- published: 26 Jan 2013
- views: 1813
- author: MsBrucejuice
BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN - the ghost of tom joad full album live
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 69:30
- Updated: 26 Feb 2013
1- the ghost ot tom joad -freehold 96 2-straight time -freehold 96 3-highway 29 -freehold 96 4-yougstown - live 2005 5-sinaloa cowboys -freehold 96 6-the line -freehold 96 7-balboa park -freehold 96 8-dry lightning -barcelona 96 9-the new timer -live 2005 10-across the border -freehold 96 11-galveston bay -barcelona 96 12-my best was never good enough - live 2005
http://wn.com/BRUCE_SPRINGSTEEN_the_ghost_of_tom_joad_full_album_live
1- the ghost ot tom joad -freehold 96 2-straight time -freehold 96 3-highway 29 -freehold 96 4-yougstown - live 2005 5-sinaloa cowboys -freehold 96 6-the line -freehold 96 7-balboa park -freehold 96 8-dry lightning -barcelona 96 9-the new timer -live 2005 10-across the border -freehold 96 11-galveston bay -barcelona 96 12-my best was never good enough - live 2005
- published: 10 Feb 2013
- views: 482
- author: maury6811
Bruce Springsteen - Wrecking Ball (2012) Full Album, Deluxe Edition Plus Two Bonus Tracks
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 60:52
- Updated: 26 Feb 2013
www.facebook.com Bruce Springsteen - Wrecking Ball (2012) Re Uploading December 06, 2012 Track Listing 01 00:00 "We Take Care of Our Own" 02 03:52 "Easy Money" 03 07:26 "Shackled and Drawn" 04 11:06 "Jack of All Trades" 05 17:03 "Death to My Hometown" 06 20:29 "This Depression" 07 24:34 "Wrecking Ball" 08 30:19 "You've Got It" 09 34:02 "Rocky Ground" 10 38:37 "Land of Hope and Dreams" 11 45:29 "We Are Alive" Deluxe Edition Bonus Tracks 12 51:02 "Swallowed Up (In the Belly of the Whale)" 13 56:27 "American Land All Music Review (Rating: 3/5) allmusic.com Wiki en.wikipedia.org RateYourMusic (Rating: 3.41/5) rateyourmusic.com
http://wn.com/Bruce_Springsteen_Wrecking_Ball_2012_Full_Album,_Deluxe_Edition_Plus_Two_Bonus_Tracks
www.facebook.com Bruce Springsteen - Wrecking Ball (2012) Re Uploading December 06, 2012 Track Listing 01 00:00 "We Take Care of Our Own" 02 03:52 "Easy Money" 03 07:26 "Shackled and Drawn" 04 11:06 "Jack of All Trades" 05 17:03 "Death to My Hometown" 06 20:29 "This Depression" 07 24:34 "Wrecking Ball" 08 30:19 "You've Got It" 09 34:02 "Rocky Ground" 10 38:37 "Land of Hope and Dreams" 11 45:29 "We Are Alive" Deluxe Edition Bonus Tracks 12 51:02 "Swallowed Up (In the Belly of the Whale)" 13 56:27 "American Land All Music Review (Rating: 3/5) allmusic.com Wiki en.wikipedia.org RateYourMusic (Rating: 3.41/5) rateyourmusic.com
- published: 06 Dec 2012
- views: 16334
- author: kritikospa13
Bruce Springsteen - The River (1980) Full Album
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 83:38
- Updated: 26 Feb 2013
This is Bruce Springsteen's fifth album released in 1980 to positive reviews from critics. This sprawling double album greatly respresented Springsteen at the time of the release, and his growing dualities, the album is evenly split between huge party house numbers and live staples, and darker real world tales in the vein of the title track. The album was placed at number 250 on Rolling Stone Magazine's list of The 500 Greatest Album Of All Time Tracklisting / Writing Credits CD1: 1.The Ties That Bind (Springsteen) 2.Sherry Darling (Springsteen) 3.Jackson Cage (Springsteen) 4.Two Hearts (Springsteen) 5.Independence Day (Springsteen) 6.Hungry Heart (Springsteen) 7.Out In The Street (Springsteen) 8.Crush On You (Springsteen) 9.You Can Look (But You Better Not Touch) (Springsteen) 10.I Wanna Marry You (Springsteen) 11.The River (Springsteen) CD2: 1.Point Blank (Springsteen) 2.Cadillac Ranch (Springsteen) 3.Im a Rocker (Springsteen) 4.Fade Away (Springsteen) 5.Stolen Car (Springsteen) 6.Ramrod (Springsteen) 7.The Price You Pay (Springsteen) 8.Drive All Night (Springsteen) 9.Wreck On The Highway (Springsteen) Copyright Disclaimer Under Section 107 of the Copyright Act 1976, allowance is made for "fair use" for purposes such as criticism, comment, news reporting, teaching, scholarship, and research. Fair use is a use permitted by copyright statute that might otherwise be infringing. Non-profit, educational or personal use tips the balance in favor of fair use. I do not own ...
http://wn.com/Bruce_Springsteen_The_River_1980_Full_Album
This is Bruce Springsteen's fifth album released in 1980 to positive reviews from critics. This sprawling double album greatly respresented Springsteen at the time of the release, and his growing dualities, the album is evenly split between huge party house numbers and live staples, and darker real world tales in the vein of the title track. The album was placed at number 250 on Rolling Stone Magazine's list of The 500 Greatest Album Of All Time Tracklisting / Writing Credits CD1: 1.The Ties That Bind (Springsteen) 2.Sherry Darling (Springsteen) 3.Jackson Cage (Springsteen) 4.Two Hearts (Springsteen) 5.Independence Day (Springsteen) 6.Hungry Heart (Springsteen) 7.Out In The Street (Springsteen) 8.Crush On You (Springsteen) 9.You Can Look (But You Better Not Touch) (Springsteen) 10.I Wanna Marry You (Springsteen) 11.The River (Springsteen) CD2: 1.Point Blank (Springsteen) 2.Cadillac Ranch (Springsteen) 3.Im a Rocker (Springsteen) 4.Fade Away (Springsteen) 5.Stolen Car (Springsteen) 6.Ramrod (Springsteen) 7.The Price You Pay (Springsteen) 8.Drive All Night (Springsteen) 9.Wreck On The Highway (Springsteen) Copyright Disclaimer Under Section 107 of the Copyright Act 1976, allowance is made for "fair use" for purposes such as criticism, comment, news reporting, teaching, scholarship, and research. Fair use is a use permitted by copyright statute that might otherwise be infringing. Non-profit, educational or personal use tips the balance in favor of fair use. I do not own ...
- published: 06 Nov 2012
- views: 36235
- author: AnthonyVardaro3
![Bruce Springsteen - Live in Providence [1975]](http://web.archive.org./web/20130227203632im_/http://i.ytimg.com/vi/IB8BrL-4148/default.jpg "Bruce Springsteen - Live in Providence [1975]")
Bruce Springsteen - Live in Providence [1975]
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 113:02
- Updated: 03 Feb 2013
July 20, 1975 Palace Theater, Providence, RI. Setlist: Incident On 57th street Spirit in The Night Tenth Avenue Freeze-Out Growin' Up It's Hard To be a saint in the city E Street Shuffle Born to Run Thunder Road New York City Serenade Kitty's back Rosalita (Come out Tonight) 4th of July Asbury Park (Sandy) A love so fine Sha la la Quarter to three The first concert with Steve van Zandt.
http://wn.com/Bruce_Springsteen_Live_in_Providence_1975_
July 20, 1975 Palace Theater, Providence, RI. Setlist: Incident On 57th street Spirit in The Night Tenth Avenue Freeze-Out Growin' Up It's Hard To be a saint in the city E Street Shuffle Born to Run Thunder Road New York City Serenade Kitty's back Rosalita (Come out Tonight) 4th of July Asbury Park (Sandy) A love so fine Sha la la Quarter to three The first concert with Steve van Zandt.
- published: 15 Dec 2012
- views: 700
- author: leandrorocksteady
BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN - & FRIENDS at MUSICARES 2013 - FULL SHOW
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 132:50
- Updated: 27 Feb 2013
01 Jon Stewart Introduction 02 Alabama Shakes - Adam Raised A Cain (slightly distorted at start) 03 Patti Smith - Because The Night 04 Natalie Maines, Ben Harper and Charlie Musselwhite - Atlantic City 05 Ken Casey - American Land 06 Zac Brown and Mavis Staples - My City Of Ruins 07 Mumford & Sons - I'm On Fire 08 Jackson Browne and Tom Morello - American Skin (41 Shots) 09 Emmylou Harris - My Hometown 10 Kenny Chesney- One Step Up 11 Elton John - Streets of Philadelphia 12 Juanes - Hungry Heart 13 Tim McGraw and Faith Hill - Tougher Than the Rest 14 Tom Morello and Jim James - The Ghost of Tom Joad 15 John Legend - Dancing in the Dark 16 Sting - Lonesome Day 17 Neil Young and Crazy Horse (with Nils Lofgren) - Born in the USA 18 Bruce Springsteen - We take Care of Our Own (house band plus Jake Clemons, Nils Lofgren and Patti Scialfa) 19 Bruce Springsteen - Death to My Hometown (house band, Jake, Nils, Patti and Tom Morello) 20 Bruce Springsteen - Thunder Road (house band plus Jake, Nils, Patti, Max Weinberg, Roy Bittan and Garry Tallent) 21 Bruce Springsteen - Born To Run (small patch from crappy source at end) (House Band with Jake, Nils, Max, Gary, Roy and Patti) 22 Bruce Springsteen - Glory Days (alternate source) (all artists and E Streeters)
http://wn.com/BRUCE_SPRINGSTEEN_FRIENDS_at_MUSICARES_2013_FULL_SHOW
01 Jon Stewart Introduction 02 Alabama Shakes - Adam Raised A Cain (slightly distorted at start) 03 Patti Smith - Because The Night 04 Natalie Maines, Ben Harper and Charlie Musselwhite - Atlantic City 05 Ken Casey - American Land 06 Zac Brown and Mavis Staples - My City Of Ruins 07 Mumford & Sons - I'm On Fire 08 Jackson Browne and Tom Morello - American Skin (41 Shots) 09 Emmylou Harris - My Hometown 10 Kenny Chesney- One Step Up 11 Elton John - Streets of Philadelphia 12 Juanes - Hungry Heart 13 Tim McGraw and Faith Hill - Tougher Than the Rest 14 Tom Morello and Jim James - The Ghost of Tom Joad 15 John Legend - Dancing in the Dark 16 Sting - Lonesome Day 17 Neil Young and Crazy Horse (with Nils Lofgren) - Born in the USA 18 Bruce Springsteen - We take Care of Our Own (house band plus Jake Clemons, Nils Lofgren and Patti Scialfa) 19 Bruce Springsteen - Death to My Hometown (house band, Jake, Nils, Patti and Tom Morello) 20 Bruce Springsteen - Thunder Road (house band plus Jake, Nils, Patti, Max Weinberg, Roy Bittan and Garry Tallent) 21 Bruce Springsteen - Born To Run (small patch from crappy source at end) (House Band with Jake, Nils, Max, Gary, Roy and Patti) 22 Bruce Springsteen - Glory Days (alternate source) (all artists and E Streeters)
- published: 18 Feb 2013
- views: 1502
- author: maury6811
Bruce Springsteen - Tunnel Of Lust - Live, 1988
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 144:12
- Updated: 14 Feb 2013
************ shopwave.altervista.org ************ ****************************************************************** Recorded: Worcester, MA, The Centrum Feb. 28, 1988 ------------------- 00h00m00s - Disc 1 ------------------- 01. Tunnel Of Love 02. Be True 03. Adam Raised A Cain 04. Two Faces 05. All That Heaven Will Allow 06. Seeds 07. Roulette 08. Cover Me 09. Brilliant Disguise 10. Spare Parts 11. War ------------------- 01h09m52s - Disc 2 ------------------- 01. Tougher Than The Rest 02. She's The One 03. You Can Look 04. I'm A Coward 05. I'm On Fire 06. One Step Up 07. Part Man, Part Monkey 08. Walk Like A Man 09. Dancing In The Dark 10. Light Of Day 11. Born To Run 12. 10th Avenue Freeze Out
http://wn.com/Bruce_Springsteen_Tunnel_Of_Lust_Live,_1988
************ shopwave.altervista.org ************ ****************************************************************** Recorded: Worcester, MA, The Centrum Feb. 28, 1988 ------------------- 00h00m00s - Disc 1 ------------------- 01. Tunnel Of Love 02. Be True 03. Adam Raised A Cain 04. Two Faces 05. All That Heaven Will Allow 06. Seeds 07. Roulette 08. Cover Me 09. Brilliant Disguise 10. Spare Parts 11. War ------------------- 01h09m52s - Disc 2 ------------------- 01. Tougher Than The Rest 02. She's The One 03. You Can Look 04. I'm A Coward 05. I'm On Fire 06. One Step Up 07. Part Man, Part Monkey 08. Walk Like A Man 09. Dancing In The Dark 10. Light Of Day 11. Born To Run 12. 10th Avenue Freeze Out
- published: 19 Jan 2013
- views: 254
- author: Paul Atreides
Bruce Springsteen in Madrid 2012
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 154:08
- Updated: 25 Feb 2013
Bruce Springsteen & The E-Street Band. Estadio Santiago Bernabeu (Madrid-Spain). June 17th 2012. Badlands No Surrender We take care of our own Wrecking Ball Death to my Hometown Be True Jack of all Trades Murder Incorporated She's the One Talk to Me Spanish Eyes Working on the Highway Waitin' on a Sunny Day The River Because the Night My Love will not let you down The Rising Thunder Road Born in the USA Born to Run Hungry Heart Seven Nights to Rock Dancing in the Dark Tenth Avenue Freeze-Out Twist & Shout
http://wn.com/Bruce_Springsteen_in_Madrid_2012
Bruce Springsteen & The E-Street Band. Estadio Santiago Bernabeu (Madrid-Spain). June 17th 2012. Badlands No Surrender We take care of our own Wrecking Ball Death to my Hometown Be True Jack of all Trades Murder Incorporated She's the One Talk to Me Spanish Eyes Working on the Highway Waitin' on a Sunny Day The River Because the Night My Love will not let you down The Rising Thunder Road Born in the USA Born to Run Hungry Heart Seven Nights to Rock Dancing in the Dark Tenth Avenue Freeze-Out Twist & Shout
- published: 12 Jan 2013
- views: 4363
- author: pabellon67
![Bruce Springsteen - [Live in Somerville, Boston 03'] Soundboard Audio](http://web.archive.org./web/20130227203632im_/http://i.ytimg.com/vi/lpiCg7RJu24/default.jpg "Bruce Springsteen - [Live in Somerville, Boston 03'] Soundboard Audio")
Bruce Springsteen - [Live in Somerville, Boston 03'] Soundboard Audio
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 135:49
- Updated: 14 Feb 2013
Bruce Springsteen - Live at Somerville Theatre in Somerville, Boston, MA, USA, on February 19th 2003 (Acoustic Show). Setlist. 101 - Introduction 102 - Darkness On The Edge Of Town 103 - Adam raised A Cain 104 - My Father's House 105 - Does This Bus Stop At 82nd Street? 106 - Growin' Up 107 - In Freehold 108 - Thunder Road 109 - Nebraska 110 - The River 111 - Sherry Darling 112 - Born In The USA 113 - Souls Of The Departed 201 - The Wall 202 - Bobby Jean 203 - My Hometown 204 - Brilliant Disguise 205 - Stolen Car 206 - Save The Last Dance For Me/It's The Little Things that Count 207 - If I should Fall Behind 208 - The Ghost Of Tom Joad 209 - Sinaloa Cowboys 210 - The Rising 211 - Waitin' On A Sunny Day 212 - The Promised Land
http://wn.com/Bruce_Springsteen_Live_in_Somerville,_Boston_03'_Soundboard_Audio
Bruce Springsteen - Live at Somerville Theatre in Somerville, Boston, MA, USA, on February 19th 2003 (Acoustic Show). Setlist. 101 - Introduction 102 - Darkness On The Edge Of Town 103 - Adam raised A Cain 104 - My Father's House 105 - Does This Bus Stop At 82nd Street? 106 - Growin' Up 107 - In Freehold 108 - Thunder Road 109 - Nebraska 110 - The River 111 - Sherry Darling 112 - Born In The USA 113 - Souls Of The Departed 201 - The Wall 202 - Bobby Jean 203 - My Hometown 204 - Brilliant Disguise 205 - Stolen Car 206 - Save The Last Dance For Me/It's The Little Things that Count 207 - If I should Fall Behind 208 - The Ghost Of Tom Joad 209 - Sinaloa Cowboys 210 - The Rising 211 - Waitin' On A Sunny Day 212 - The Promised Land
- published: 04 Jan 2013
- views: 625
- author: simenfjellstad
![Bruce Springsteen - A Secret History [HD]](http://web.archive.org./web/20130227203632im_/http://i.ytimg.com/vi/uxERhzdlUgk/default.jpg "Bruce Springsteen - A Secret History [HD]")
Bruce Springsteen - A Secret History [HD]
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 59:53
- Updated: 25 Feb 2013
Bruce Springsteen documentary from 1998 about his Secret Story now in HD!!
http://wn.com/Bruce_Springsteen_A_Secret_History_HD_
Bruce Springsteen documentary from 1998 about his Secret Story now in HD!!
- published: 13 Jan 2013
- views: 626
- author: simenfjellstad
Bruce Springsteen and "E Street Band" - Barcelona Magic Night (live 2008)
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 211:01
- Updated: 14 Feb 2013
************ shopwave.altervista.org ************ ****************************************************************** - Recorded Live at Camp Nou, Barcelona, Spain - July 20, 2008. - Bonus Tracks (Disc 3, Tracks 8,9,10,11) recorded at The Roadhouse At The Lakefront, Milwaukee, WI, USA, August 30 2008 00h00m00s - Disc 1 01. Intro 02. Tenth Avenue Freeze Out 03. Radio Nowhere 04. Lonesome Day 05. Prove It All Night 06. Darkness On The Edge Of Town 07. Spirit In The Night 08. Light Of Day 09. Working On The Highway 10. Tougher Than The Rest 11. This Hard Land 01h01m34s - Disc 2 01. Youngstown 02. Murder Incorporated 03. The Promised Land 04. Livin' In The Future 05. I'm Going Down 06. Mary's Place 07. The Rising 08. Last To Die 09. Long Walk Home 10. Badlands 02h11m08s - Disc 3 01. Thunder Road 02. Detroit Medley 03. Born To Run 04. Rosalita 05. Bobby Jean 06. American Land 07. Twist And Shout 08. Wooly Bully 09. You Can Look (But You Better Not Touch) 10. Racing In The Street 11. Born To Be Wild
http://wn.com/Bruce_Springsteen_and_E_Street_Band_Barcelona_Magic_Night_live_2008
************ shopwave.altervista.org ************ ****************************************************************** - Recorded Live at Camp Nou, Barcelona, Spain - July 20, 2008. - Bonus Tracks (Disc 3, Tracks 8,9,10,11) recorded at The Roadhouse At The Lakefront, Milwaukee, WI, USA, August 30 2008 00h00m00s - Disc 1 01. Intro 02. Tenth Avenue Freeze Out 03. Radio Nowhere 04. Lonesome Day 05. Prove It All Night 06. Darkness On The Edge Of Town 07. Spirit In The Night 08. Light Of Day 09. Working On The Highway 10. Tougher Than The Rest 11. This Hard Land 01h01m34s - Disc 2 01. Youngstown 02. Murder Incorporated 03. The Promised Land 04. Livin' In The Future 05. I'm Going Down 06. Mary's Place 07. The Rising 08. Last To Die 09. Long Walk Home 10. Badlands 02h11m08s - Disc 3 01. Thunder Road 02. Detroit Medley 03. Born To Run 04. Rosalita 05. Bobby Jean 06. American Land 07. Twist And Shout 08. Wooly Bully 09. You Can Look (But You Better Not Touch) 10. Racing In The Street 11. Born To Be Wild
- published: 17 Jan 2013
- views: 316
- author: Paul Atreides
BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN -Oakland,USA- 26 Ottobre 1999- full concert-excellent audio+9 bonus tracks
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 219:17
- Updated: 27 Feb 2013
playlist Springsteen full concert-2- at this link www.youtube.com playlist Springsteen full concert-1- at this link www.youtube.com Bruce Springsteen. Oakland Arena, Oakland, CA. USA-October 26, 1999. 01. Intro 02. The Ties That Bind 03. Prove It All Night 04. Two Hearts 05. Trapped 06. Darlington County 07. Factory 08. Point Blank 09. Youngstown 10. Murder Incorporated 11. Badlands 12. Out In The Street 13. Tenth Avenue Freeze-Out 14. You Can Look (But You Better Not Touch) 15. Because The Night 16. The Ghost Of Tom Joad 17. Light of Day 18. Cadillac ranch 19. Hungry Heart 20. Born To Run 21. Growin' Up 23. Thunder Road 24. If I Should Fall Behind 25. land Of Hope And Dreams 26. My Love Will Not Let You Down -bonus tracks 27. Red Headed Woman -bonus tracks 28. I Wanna Be Where The Bands Are -bonus tracks 29. No Surrender -bonus tracks 30. Santa Claus Is Coming To Town -bonus tracks 31. Rendezvous -bonus tracks 32. Candy's Room -bonus tracks 33. Incident On 57th Street -bonus tracks 34. sherry Darling -bonus tracks from track 26 at 30 29 novembre 1999, Minneapolis track 31 15 settembre 1999 Philadelphia track 32 20 settembre Philadelphia track 33 and 34 25 settembre 1999 PHILADELPHIA
http://wn.com/BRUCE_SPRINGSTEEN_-Oakland,USA_26_Ottobre_1999_full_concert-excellent_audio+9_bonus_tracks
playlist Springsteen full concert-2- at this link www.youtube.com playlist Springsteen full concert-1- at this link www.youtube.com Bruce Springsteen. Oakland Arena, Oakland, CA. USA-October 26, 1999. 01. Intro 02. The Ties That Bind 03. Prove It All Night 04. Two Hearts 05. Trapped 06. Darlington County 07. Factory 08. Point Blank 09. Youngstown 10. Murder Incorporated 11. Badlands 12. Out In The Street 13. Tenth Avenue Freeze-Out 14. You Can Look (But You Better Not Touch) 15. Because The Night 16. The Ghost Of Tom Joad 17. Light of Day 18. Cadillac ranch 19. Hungry Heart 20. Born To Run 21. Growin' Up 23. Thunder Road 24. If I Should Fall Behind 25. land Of Hope And Dreams 26. My Love Will Not Let You Down -bonus tracks 27. Red Headed Woman -bonus tracks 28. I Wanna Be Where The Bands Are -bonus tracks 29. No Surrender -bonus tracks 30. Santa Claus Is Coming To Town -bonus tracks 31. Rendezvous -bonus tracks 32. Candy's Room -bonus tracks 33. Incident On 57th Street -bonus tracks 34. sherry Darling -bonus tracks from track 26 at 30 29 novembre 1999, Minneapolis track 31 15 settembre 1999 Philadelphia track 32 20 settembre Philadelphia track 33 and 34 25 settembre 1999 PHILADELPHIA
- published: 15 Feb 2013
- views: 191
- author: maury6811
Bruce Springsteen - Live in Rotterdam, Netherlands, 2003-05-08 (Full Concert) Audio
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 162:23
- Updated: 10 Feb 2013
Bruce Springsteen & The E Street Band - Live at Stadion Feyenoord in Rotterdam, The Netherlands on May 8th, 2003 (2nd Night). Setlist: Darkness On The Edge Of Town (Acoustic) The Rising Lonesome Day The Ties That Bind Candy's Room Darlington County Empty Sky You're Missing Waitin' On A Sunny Day Two Hearts The Promised Land Worlds Apart Badlands She's The One Mary's Place Racing In The Street Into The Fire Cadillac Ranch Ramrod Born To Run Detroit Medley My City Of Ruins Land Of Hope And Dreams Dancing In The Dark
http://wn.com/Bruce_Springsteen_Live_in_Rotterdam,_Netherlands,_2003-05-08_Full_Concert_Audio
Bruce Springsteen & The E Street Band - Live at Stadion Feyenoord in Rotterdam, The Netherlands on May 8th, 2003 (2nd Night). Setlist: Darkness On The Edge Of Town (Acoustic) The Rising Lonesome Day The Ties That Bind Candy's Room Darlington County Empty Sky You're Missing Waitin' On A Sunny Day Two Hearts The Promised Land Worlds Apart Badlands She's The One Mary's Place Racing In The Street Into The Fire Cadillac Ranch Ramrod Born To Run Detroit Medley My City Of Ruins Land Of Hope And Dreams Dancing In The Dark
- published: 02 Feb 2013
- views: 361
- author: simenfjellstad
Send this Playlist by SMS
Email this Page
Bruce Springsteen - Interview 2007 - (about jetleg, home with kinds, Patti, on tour songs...)
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 5:01
- Updated: 14 Feb 2013
Thanks Bruce for all!
http://wn.com/Bruce_Springsteen_Interview_2007_about_jetleg,_home_with_kinds,_Patti,_on_tour_songs
Bruce Springsteen - "The Promise" Documentary Interview [part 1]
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 14:17
- Updated: 23 Feb 2013
The only TV interview Bruce Springsteen granted in conjunction with "The Promise." Check out part 2 here: www.youtube.com
http://wn.com/Bruce_Springsteen_The_Promise_Documentary_Interview_part_1_
The only TV interview Bruce Springsteen granted in conjunction with "The Promise." Check out part 2 here: www.youtube.com
- published: 20 Jan 2011
- views: 39794
- author: girelli81
Bruce Springsteen - Streets Of Philadelphia
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 2:58
- Updated: 24 Feb 2013
Music video by Bruce Springsteen performing Streets Of Philadelphia. (C) 1993 Bruce Springsteen
http://wn.com/Bruce_Springsteen_Streets_Of_Philadelphia
Music video by Bruce Springsteen performing Streets Of Philadelphia. (C) 1993 Bruce Springsteen
- published: 03 Oct 2009
- views: 16873623
- author: BruceSpringsteenVEVO
Bruce Springsteen - Dancing In The Dark
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 3:59
- Updated: 24 Feb 2013
Music video by Bruce Springsteen performing Dancing In The Dark. (C) 1984 Bruce Springsteen
http://wn.com/Bruce_Springsteen_Dancing_In_The_Dark
Music video by Bruce Springsteen performing Dancing In The Dark. (C) 1984 Bruce Springsteen
- published: 03 Oct 2009
- views: 16130084
- author: BruceSpringsteenVEVO
Bruce Springsteen - Born To Run
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 5:34
- Updated: 24 Feb 2013
Music video by Bruce Springsteen performing Born To Run. (C) 1982 Bruce Springsteen
http://wn.com/Bruce_Springsteen_Born_To_Run
Music video by Bruce Springsteen performing Born To Run. (C) 1982 Bruce Springsteen
- published: 03 Oct 2009
- views: 8573547
- author: BruceSpringsteenVEVO
FULL INTERVIEW: Steven Van Zandt
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 14:50
- Updated: 23 Feb 2013
Legendary E Street Band member Steven Van Zandt talks about his music, work on television, politics and The Boss. For more George visit: www.strombo.com
http://wn.com/FULL_INTERVIEW_Steven_Van_Zandt
Legendary E Street Band member Steven Van Zandt talks about his music, work on television, politics and The Boss. For more George visit: www.strombo.com
- published: 01 Mar 2012
- views: 52482
- author: TheHour
Bruce Springsteen - Jungleland (Live in New York 2001)
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 10:54
- Updated: 24 Feb 2013
Unforgettable performance from Live in New York City. Possibly one of the greatest performances of all time. Includes poetic lyrics, guitar, keyboard solos and the epic saxophone solo by the Big Man. --- As soon as the views hit 300 000 or I get 50 subscribers, I will repost an HD version of this video
http://wn.com/Bruce_Springsteen_Jungleland_Live_in_New_York_2001
Unforgettable performance from Live in New York City. Possibly one of the greatest performances of all time. Includes poetic lyrics, guitar, keyboard solos and the epic saxophone solo by the Big Man. --- As soon as the views hit 300 000 or I get 50 subscribers, I will repost an HD version of this video
- published: 22 Mar 2008
- views: 900001
- author: Quy3771
Bruce Springsteen - London TV Special 2012
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 34:41
- Updated: 23 Feb 2013
Join us in Facebook: www.facebook.com
http://wn.com/Bruce_Springsteen_London_TV_Special_2012
Bruce Springsteen - I'm On Fire
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 3:31
- Updated: 24 Feb 2013
Music video by Bruce Springsteen performing I'm On Fire. (C) 1986 Bruce Springsteen
http://wn.com/Bruce_Springsteen_I'm_On_Fire
Music video by Bruce Springsteen performing I'm On Fire. (C) 1986 Bruce Springsteen
- published: 25 Oct 2009
- views: 6727092
- author: BruceSpringsteenVEVO
Bruce Springsteen - Tougher Than The Rest
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 6:34
- Updated: 23 Feb 2013
Music video by Bruce Springsteen performing Tougher Than The Rest. (C) 1988 Bruce Springsteen
http://wn.com/Bruce_Springsteen_Tougher_Than_The_Rest
Music video by Bruce Springsteen performing Tougher Than The Rest. (C) 1988 Bruce Springsteen
- published: 03 Oct 2009
- views: 4237441
- author: BruceSpringsteenVEVO
Bruce Springsteen MusiCares Person Of The Year speech
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 11:44
- Updated: 24 Feb 2013
Recorded February 8 in Los Angeles, CA. Read more at brucespringsteen.net
http://wn.com/Bruce_Springsteen_MusiCares_Person_Of_The_Year_speech
Recorded February 8 in Los Angeles, CA. Read more at brucespringsteen.net
- published: 13 Feb 2013
- views: 56049
- author: BruceSpringsteen
bruce springsteen interview (3)
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 9:22
- Updated: 05 Feb 2013
bruce springsteen interview
http://wn.com/bruce_springsteen_interview_3
Bruce Springsteen at Charlottesville Obama For America Rally
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 37:04
- Updated: 23 Feb 2013
Filmed Oct. 23, 2012 in Charlottesville, VA. Video courtesy of Obama For America.
http://wn.com/Bruce_Springsteen_at_Charlottesville_Obama_For_America_Rally
Filmed Oct. 23, 2012 in Charlottesville, VA. Video courtesy of Obama For America.
- published: 24 Oct 2012
- views: 101067
- author: BruceSpringsteen
Bruce Springsteen - Glory Days
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 5:42
- Updated: 23 Feb 2013
Music video by Bruce Springsteen performing Glory Days. (C) 1985 Bruce Springsteen
http://wn.com/Bruce_Springsteen_Glory_Days
Music video by Bruce Springsteen performing Glory Days. (C) 1985 Bruce Springsteen
- published: 03 Oct 2009
- views: 5505410
- author: BruceSpringsteenVEVO
Bruce Springsteen + Jon Bon Jovi = Born to Run 12.12.12 Sandy Relief Concert
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 5:50
- Updated: 23 Feb 2013
Bruce Springsteen performs his classic hit Born to Run along with the E-Street band and special guest Jon Bon Jovi live at at Madison Square Garden during the 12/12/12 Sandy Relief concert. If you like what you see, please subscribe and LIKE us on Facebook at www.facebook.com Check out myHometownNJ.com. Thanks!!
http://wn.com/Bruce_Springsteen_+_Jon_Bon_Jovi_=_Born_to_Run_121212_Sandy_Relief_Concert
Bruce Springsteen performs his classic hit Born to Run along with the E-Street band and special guest Jon Bon Jovi live at at Madison Square Garden during the 12/12/12 Sandy Relief concert. If you like what you see, please subscribe and LIKE us on Facebook at www.facebook.com Check out myHometownNJ.com. Thanks!!
- published: 13 Dec 2012
- views: 242928
- author: fanzeepanz
Bruce Springsteen - Secret Garden
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 4:28
- Updated: 23 Feb 2013
Music video by Bruce Springsteen performing Secret Garden. (C) 1995 Bruce Springsteen
http://wn.com/Bruce_Springsteen_Secret_Garden
Music video by Bruce Springsteen performing Secret Garden. (C) 1995 Bruce Springsteen
- published: 03 Oct 2009
- views: 5518753
- author: BruceSpringsteenVEVO
Bruce Springsteen 121212concert Land of Hope and Dreams plus Wrecking Ball
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 12:18
- Updated: 20 Feb 2013
Live performance by Bruce Springsteen and the E Street Band as they open the 121212concert at Madison Square Garden with Land of Hope and Dreams (This Train)
http://wn.com/Bruce_Springsteen_121212concert_Land_of_Hope_and_Dreams_plus_Wrecking_Ball
Live performance by Bruce Springsteen and the E Street Band as they open the 121212concert at Madison Square Garden with Land of Hope and Dreams (This Train)
- published: 13 Dec 2012
- views: 18194
- author: fanzeepanz
Bruce Springsteen - The River
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 6:24
- Updated: 23 Feb 2013
Music video by Bruce Springsteen performing The River. (C) 1980 Bruce Springsteen
http://wn.com/Bruce_Springsteen_The_River
Music video by Bruce Springsteen performing The River. (C) 1980 Bruce Springsteen
- published: 03 Oct 2009
- views: 2569830
- author: BruceSpringsteenVEVO
BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN & THE E STREET BAND - Paris 29.6.1985
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 183:33
- Updated: 24 Feb 2013
Live at Parc De La Courneuve, Paris, France. Set list: Born In The USA Badlands Out In The Street Johnny 99 Atlantic City Shut Out The Light The River Working On The Highway Trapped Darlington County Glory Days The Promised Land My Hometown Thunder Road Cover Me Dancing In The Dark Hungry Heart Cadillac Ranch Downbound Train I'm On Fire Because The Night Rosalita Can't Help Falling In Love Born To Run Bobby Jean Ramrod Twist And Shout - Do You Love Me Rockin' All Over The World ENJOY!!!
http://wn.com/BRUCE_SPRINGSTEEN_THE_E_STREET_BAND_Paris_2961985
Live at Parc De La Courneuve, Paris, France. Set list: Born In The USA Badlands Out In The Street Johnny 99 Atlantic City Shut Out The Light The River Working On The Highway Trapped Darlington County Glory Days The Promised Land My Hometown Thunder Road Cover Me Dancing In The Dark Hungry Heart Cadillac Ranch Downbound Train I'm On Fire Because The Night Rosalita Can't Help Falling In Love Born To Run Bobby Jean Ramrod Twist And Shout - Do You Love Me Rockin' All Over The World ENJOY!!!
- published: 18 Jun 2012
- views: 66527
- author: videovihtori67
Bruce Springsteen - The Rising
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 5:19
- Updated: 23 Feb 2013
Bruce Springsteen-The Rising-LIVE DA BARCELONA(2003) Can't see nothin' in front of me Can't see nothin' coming up behind I make my way through this darkness I can't feel nothing but this chain that binds me Lost track of how far I've gone How far I've gone, how high I've climbed On my back's a sixty pound stone On my shoulder a half mile of line Come on up for the rising Come on up, lay your hands in mine Come on up for the rising Come on up for the rising tonight Left the house this morning Bells ringing filled the air Wearin' the cross of my calling On wheels of fire I come rollin' down here Come on up for the rising Come on up, lay your hands in mine Come on up for the rising Come on up for the rising tonight La,la, la,la,la,la, la,la,la There's spirits above and behind me Faces gone black, eyes burnin' bright May their precious blood bind me Lord, as I stand before your fiery light La,la, la,la,la,la, la,la,la I see you Mary in the garden In the garden of a thousand sighs There's holy pictures of our children Dancin' in a sky filled with light May I feel your arms around me May I feel your blood mix with mine A dream of life comes to me Like a catfish dancin' on the end of my line Sky of blackness and sorrow ( a dream of life) Sky of love, sky of tears (a dream of life) Sky of glory and sadness ( a dream of life) Sky of mercy, sky of fear ( a dream of life) Sky of memory and shadow ( a dream of life) Your burnin' wind fills my arms tonight Sky of longing and emptiness ...
http://wn.com/Bruce_Springsteen_The_Rising
Bruce Springsteen-The Rising-LIVE DA BARCELONA(2003) Can't see nothin' in front of me Can't see nothin' coming up behind I make my way through this darkness I can't feel nothing but this chain that binds me Lost track of how far I've gone How far I've gone, how high I've climbed On my back's a sixty pound stone On my shoulder a half mile of line Come on up for the rising Come on up, lay your hands in mine Come on up for the rising Come on up for the rising tonight Left the house this morning Bells ringing filled the air Wearin' the cross of my calling On wheels of fire I come rollin' down here Come on up for the rising Come on up, lay your hands in mine Come on up for the rising Come on up for the rising tonight La,la, la,la,la,la, la,la,la There's spirits above and behind me Faces gone black, eyes burnin' bright May their precious blood bind me Lord, as I stand before your fiery light La,la, la,la,la,la, la,la,la I see you Mary in the garden In the garden of a thousand sighs There's holy pictures of our children Dancin' in a sky filled with light May I feel your arms around me May I feel your blood mix with mine A dream of life comes to me Like a catfish dancin' on the end of my line Sky of blackness and sorrow ( a dream of life) Sky of love, sky of tears (a dream of life) Sky of glory and sadness ( a dream of life) Sky of mercy, sky of fear ( a dream of life) Sky of memory and shadow ( a dream of life) Your burnin' wind fills my arms tonight Sky of longing and emptiness ...
- published: 24 Jun 2008
- views: 1044492
- author: Antonio I
Bruce Springsteen - Brian Williams Interview 10/07/10
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 4:19
- Updated: 17 Dec 2012
Brian Williams interview with Bruce Springsteen - Darkness on the Edge of Town 10/07/10
http://wn.com/Bruce_Springsteen_Brian_Williams_Interview_10_07_10
Brian Williams interview with Bruce Springsteen - Darkness on the Edge of Town 10/07/10
- published: 07 Oct 2010
- views: 3568
- author: LPomaville
Bruce Springsteen - Paris 2012-07-04 full show video release preview
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 43:53
- Updated: 18 Feb 2013
Preview for the upcoming dvd/blu-ray release. The blu-ray will have much superior picture quality than this youtube preview.
http://wn.com/Bruce_Springsteen_Paris_2012-07-04_full_show_video_release_preview
Preview for the upcoming dvd/blu-ray release. The blu-ray will have much superior picture quality than this youtube preview.
- published: 19 Jan 2013
- views: 9825
- author: dvddubbingguy
Bruce Springsteen - Born In The USA
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 4:44
- Updated: 23 Feb 2013
Music video by Bruce Springsteen performing Born In The USA. (C) 1984 Bruce Springsteen
http://wn.com/Bruce_Springsteen_Born_In_The_USA
Music video by Bruce Springsteen performing Born In The USA. (C) 1984 Bruce Springsteen
- published: 10 Mar 2011
- views: 1861992
- author: BruceSpringsteenVEVO
84:25
BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN & THE E STREET BAND - live @ glastonbury 2009
Badlands Prove It All Night Outlaw Pete Out In The Street Working On A Dream Waitin' On A ...
published: 22 Feb 2012
author: MultiJokerchannel
BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN & THE E STREET BAND - live @ glastonbury 2009
Badlands Prove It All Night Outlaw Pete Out In The Street Working On A Dream Waitin' On A Sunny Day Promised Land The River Born To Run Thunder Road American Land Glory Days Dancing In The Dark
- published: 22 Feb 2012
- views: 441000
- author: MultiJokerchannel
14:59
Bruce Springsteen - Live in London - Part 1
Bruce Springsteen and the E street band live in London The Full Track List: 1. London Call...
published: 25 Jun 2011
author: stockyy1994
Bruce Springsteen - Live in London - Part 1
Bruce Springsteen and the E street band live in London The Full Track List: 1. London Calling 2. Badlands 3. Night 4. She's The One 5. Outlaw Pete 6. Out In The Street 7. Working On A Dream 8. Seeds 9. Johnny 99 10. Youngstown 11. Good Lovin' 12. Bobby Jean 13. Trapped 14. No Surrender 15. Waiting On A Sunny Day 16. Promised Land 17. Racing In The Street 18. Radio Nowhere 19. Lonesome Day 20. The Rising 21. Born To Run 22. Hard Times (Come Again No More) 23. Jungleland 24. American Land 25. Glory Days 26. Dancing In The Dark
- published: 25 Jun 2011
- views: 302216
- author: stockyy1994
118:45
Bruce Springsteen - Live 1978 AMAZING FULL CONCERT VIDEO Part 1
All rights owned by Bruce Springsteen. Landover Maryland (15th August 1978) Part 2 of this...
published: 10 Mar 2012
author: chillgreg
Bruce Springsteen - Live 1978 AMAZING FULL CONCERT VIDEO Part 1
All rights owned by Bruce Springsteen. Landover Maryland (15th August 1978) Part 2 of this show is at www.youtube.com
- published: 10 Mar 2012
- views: 235646
- author: chillgreg
9:25
Bruce Springsteen -- Live -- The River -- New York
In my opinion: This is the Best live The River performance EVER.. I saw that it has been r...
published: 09 Feb 2011
author: marloesjhee
Bruce Springsteen -- Live -- The River -- New York
In my opinion: This is the Best live The River performance EVER.. I saw that it has been removed so I thought I upload it again,, just so share this wonderful thing! So I don't own any rights of this video!
- published: 09 Feb 2011
- views: 128289
- author: marloesjhee
7:23
Thunder Road - Bruce Springsteen [DVD Live in Barcelona 2002] ( Subtitles & lyrics )
Thunder Road - from the DVD Live in Barcelona. October 16, 2002. With subtitles....
published: 19 Mar 2010
author: TheBossInBarcelonaHD
Thunder Road - Bruce Springsteen [DVD Live in Barcelona 2002] ( Subtitles & lyrics )
Thunder Road - from the DVD Live in Barcelona. October 16, 2002. With subtitles.
- published: 19 Mar 2010
- views: 673606
- author: TheBossInBarcelonaHD
10:54
Bruce Springsteen - Jungleland (Live in New York 2001)
Unforgettable performance from Live in New York City. Possibly one of the greatest perform...
published: 22 Mar 2008
author: Quy3771
Bruce Springsteen - Jungleland (Live in New York 2001)
Unforgettable performance from Live in New York City. Possibly one of the greatest performances of all time. Includes poetic lyrics, guitar, keyboard solos and the epic saxophone solo by the Big Man. --- As soon as the views hit 300 000 or I get 50 subscribers, I will repost an HD version of this video
- published: 22 Mar 2008
- views: 903066
- author: Quy3771
42:13
Bruce Springsteen - Live 1978 AMAZING FULL CONCERT VIDEO Part 2
All rights owned by Bruce Springsteen. Landover Maryland (15th August 1978) Part 1 of this...
published: 10 Mar 2012
author: chillgreg
Bruce Springsteen - Live 1978 AMAZING FULL CONCERT VIDEO Part 2
All rights owned by Bruce Springsteen. Landover Maryland (15th August 1978) Part 1 of this show is at www.youtube.com
- published: 10 Mar 2012
- views: 34547
- author: chillgreg
5:22
She's the one - Bruce Springsteen [DVD Live in Barcelona 2002] ( Subtitles & lyrics )
She's the one - from the DVD Live in Barcelona. October 16, 2002. With subtitles....
published: 27 Dec 2009
author: TheBossInBarcelonaHD
She's the one - Bruce Springsteen [DVD Live in Barcelona 2002] ( Subtitles & lyrics )
She's the one - from the DVD Live in Barcelona. October 16, 2002. With subtitles.
- published: 27 Dec 2009
- views: 85391
- author: TheBossInBarcelonaHD
5:25
Born to run - Bruce Springsteen [DVD Live in Barcelona 2002] ( Subtitles & lyrics )
Born to run - from the DVD Live in Barcelona. October 16, 2002. With subtitles....
published: 19 Mar 2010
author: TheBossInBarcelonaHD
Born to run - Bruce Springsteen [DVD Live in Barcelona 2002] ( Subtitles & lyrics )
Born to run - from the DVD Live in Barcelona. October 16, 2002. With subtitles.
- published: 19 Mar 2010
- views: 119357
- author: TheBossInBarcelonaHD
9:34
Bruce Springsteen & ESB - Drive All Night (Live @ Madison Square Garden 2009)
When I lost you honey sometimes, I think I lost my guts too And I wish God would send me a...
published: 28 Mar 2010
author: Ev2clip
Bruce Springsteen & ESB - Drive All Night (Live @ Madison Square Garden 2009)
When I lost you honey sometimes, I think I lost my guts too And I wish God would send me a word, send me something I'm afraid to lose Lying in the heat of the night like prisoners all our lives I get shivers down my spine girl and all I wanna do is hold you tight Baby baby baby I swear...
- published: 28 Mar 2010
- views: 72412
- author: Ev2clip
3:35
Bruce Springsteen Across The Border Live In Studio
Amazing song from the Ghost Of Tom Joad Album. LYRICS: Tonight my bag is packed Tomorrow I...
published: 11 Apr 2007
author: fniazi1
Bruce Springsteen Across The Border Live In Studio
Amazing song from the Ghost Of Tom Joad Album. LYRICS: Tonight my bag is packed Tomorrow I'll walk these tracks That will lead me across the border Tomorrow my love and I Will sleep 'neath auburn skies Somewhere across the border We'll leave behind my dear The pain and sadness we found here And we'll drink from the Bravo's muddy waters Where the sky grows gray and white We'll meet on the other side There across the border For you I'll build a house High up on a grassy hill Somewhere across the border Where pain and memory Pain and memory have been stilled There across the border And sweet blossoms fill the air Pastures of gold and green Roll down into cool clear waters And in your arms 'neath open skies I'll kiss the sorrow from your eyes There across the border Tonight we'll sing the songs I'll dream of you my corazón And tomorrow my heart will be strong And may the saints' blessing and grace Carry me safely into your arms There across the border For what are we Without hope in our hearts That someday we'll drink from God's blessed waters And eat the fruit from the vine I know love and fortune will be mine Somewhere across the border
- published: 11 Apr 2007
- views: 172197
- author: fniazi1
5:40
Bruce Springsteen - The Promised Land (Live In Barcelona)2002
Bruce Springsteen & The E Street Band The Promised Land from the album Darkness On The Edg...
published: 08 Dec 2009
author: galwegians08
Bruce Springsteen - The Promised Land (Live In Barcelona)2002
Bruce Springsteen & The E Street Band The Promised Land from the album Darkness On The Edge Of Town released 1978 (live in Barcelona) On October 16, 2002, two months into his world tour in support of The Rising, Bruce Springsteen & the E Street Band took the stage of the Palau Sant Jordi in Barcelona, Spain, to create the kind of soul-stirring concert experience that transforms Springsteen neophytes and fans alike into true believers
- published: 08 Dec 2009
- views: 24458
- author: galwegians08
Vimeo results:
12:13
100 Riffs (A Brief History of Rock N' Roll)
Alex Chadwick plays 100 famous guitar riffs in one take giving you a chronological history...
published: 04 Jun 2012
author: Chicago Music Exchange
100 Riffs (A Brief History of Rock N' Roll)
Alex Chadwick plays 100 famous guitar riffs in one take giving you a chronological history of rock n' roll.
See the full detailed list of all the artists, keys, and year of each song played in the 100 riffs: http://www.chicagomusicexchange.com/100riffs
Alex plays a 1958 Fender Strat: http://goo.gl/g37oT
1 Mr. Sandman - Chet Atkins
2 Folsom Prison Blues - Johnny Cash
3 Words of Love - Buddy Holly
4 Johnny B Goode - Chuck Berry
5 Rumble - Link Wray
6 Summertime Blues - Eddie Cochran
7 Pipeline - The Chantays
8 Miserlou - Dick Dale
9 Wipeout - Surfaris
10 Daytripper - The Beatles
11 Can't Explain - The Who
12 Satisfaction - The Rolling Stones
13 Purple Haze - Jimi Hendrix
14 Black Magic Woman - Santana
15 Helter Skelter - The Beatles
16 Oh Well - Fleetwood Mac
17 Crossroads - Cream
18 Communication Breakdown - Led Zeppelin
19 Paranoid - Black Sabbath
20 Fortunate Son - Creedence Clearwater Revival
21 Funk 49 - James Gang
22 Immigrant Song - Led Zeppelin
23 Bitch - Rolling Stones
24 Layla - Derek and the Dominos
25 School's Out - Alice Cooper
26 Smoke on the Water - Deep Purple
27 Money - Pink Floyd
28 Jessica - Allman Brothers
29 La Grange - ZZ Top
30 20th Century Boy - T. Rex
31 Scarlet Begonias - Grateful Dead
32 Sweet Home Alabama - Lynyrd Skynyrd
33 Walk This Way - Aerosmith
34 Bohemian Rhapsody - Queen
35 Stranglehold - Ted Nugent
36 Boys Are Back in Town - Thin Lizzy
37 Don't Fear the Reaper - Blue Oyster Cult
38 Carry on My Wayward Son - Kansas
39 Blitzkreig Bop - The Ramones
40 Barracuda - Heart
41 Runnin' with the Devil - Van Halen
42 Sultans of Swing - Dire Straits
43 Message in a Bottle - The Police
44 Hey Hey, My My (Into the Black) - Neil Young
45 Back in Black - AC/DC
46 Crazy Train - Ozzy Osbourne
47 Spirit of Radio - Rush
48 Pride and Joy - Stevie Ray Vaughan
49 Owner of a Lonely Heart - Yes
50 Holy Diver - Dio
51 Beat It - Michael Jackson
52 Hot For Teacher - Van Halen
53 What Difference Does It Make - The Smiths
54 Glory Days - Bruce Springsteen
55 Money For Nothing - Dire Straits
56 You Give Love a Bad Name - Bon Jovi
57 The One I Love - REM
58 Where the Streets Have No Name - U2
59 Welcome to the Jungle - Guns N' Roses
60 Sweet Child 'O Mine - Guns N' Roses
61 Girls, Girls, Girls - Motley Crue
62 Cult of Personality -Living Colour
63 Kickstart My Heart - Motley Crue
64 Running Down a Dream - Tom Petty
65 Pictures of Matchstick Men - Camper Van Beethoven
66 Thunderstruck - AC/DC
67 Twice as Hard - Black Crowes
68 Cliffs of Dover - Eric Johnson
69 Enter Sandman - Metallica
70 Man in the Box - Alice in Chains
71 Smells Like Teen Spirit - Nirvana
72 Give it Away - Red Hot Chili Peppers
73 Even Flow - Pearl Jam
74 Outshined - Soundgarden
75 Killing in the Name - Rage Against the Machine
76 Sex Type Thing - Stone Temple Pilots
77 Are You Gonna Go My Way - Lenny Kravitz
78 Welcome to Paradise - Green Day
79 Possum Kingdom - Toadies
80 Say it Ain't So - Weezer
81 Zero - Smashing Pumpkins
82 Monkey Wrench - Foo Fighters
83 Sex and Candy - Marcy Playground
84 Smooth - Santana
85 Scar Tissue - Red Hot Chili Peppers
86 Short Skirt, Long Jacket - Cake
87 Turn a Square - The Shins
88 Seven Nation Army - White Stripes
89 Hysteria - Muse
90 I Believe in a Thing Called Love - The Darkness
91 Blood and Thunder - Mastodon
92 Are You Gonna Be My Girl - Jet
93 Reptilia - The Strokes
94 Take Me Out - Franz Ferdinand
95 Float On - Modest Mouse
96 Blue Orchid - White Stripes
97 Boulevard of Broken Dreams - Green Day
98 Steady As She Goes - The Raconteurs
99 I Got Mine - Black Keys
100 Cruel - St. Vincent
*Shot on a Nikon
3:22
Bruce Springsteen - "The Promise: The Making of 'Darkness on the Edge of Town'" Sneak Peek
A look at the 90-minute documentary, "The Promise: The Making of 'Darkness on the Edge of ...
published: 26 Aug 2010
author: Columbia Records
Bruce Springsteen - "The Promise: The Making of 'Darkness on the Edge of Town'" Sneak Peek
A look at the 90-minute documentary, "The Promise: The Making of 'Darkness on the Edge of Town,'" from the upcoming Bruce Springsteen release, 'The Promise: The Darkness on the Edge of Town Story.' For the first time, fans will have access to 21 previously unreleased songs from the "Darkness" recording sessions on November 16. For more information, visit brucespringsteen.net. Pre-sale available now at http://bit.ly/brucethepromise
5:28
Bruce Springsteen London Calling Trailer
Bruce talks about London Calling Live In Hyde Park DVD and Blu-ray....
published: 11 Jun 2010
author: Columbia Records
Bruce Springsteen London Calling Trailer
Bruce talks about London Calling Live In Hyde Park DVD and Blu-ray.
5:58
Bruce Springsteen Keynote Address Excerpt (SXSW 2012)
Watch the full speech at http://www.npr.org/blogs/therecord/2012/03/15/148693171/bruce-spr...
published: 15 Mar 2012
author: Columbia Records
Bruce Springsteen Keynote Address Excerpt (SXSW 2012)
Watch the full speech at http://www.npr.org/blogs/therecord/2012/03/15/148693171/bruce-springsteen-on-the-meaning-of-music
Youtube results:
6:32
Bruce Springsteen - Because The Night (Live 1980)
Bruce Springsteen & The E Street Band - Because The Night at Capital Center in Landover, M...
published: 24 Mar 2010
author: MsBrucejuice
Bruce Springsteen - Because The Night (Live 1980)
Bruce Springsteen & The E Street Band - Because The Night at Capital Center in Landover, Maryland on November 24/1980
- published: 24 Mar 2010
- views: 48087
- author: MsBrucejuice
10:00
Bruce Springsteen, Twist & Shout, Live in Gothenburg 2008
Bruce Springsteen and the E Street Band performing the stadium wrecker Twist & Shout! Live...
published: 08 Jul 2008
author: Marcelinho88
Bruce Springsteen, Twist & Shout, Live in Gothenburg 2008
Bruce Springsteen and the E Street Band performing the stadium wrecker Twist & Shout! Live in Gothenburg Sweden @ Ullevi 5th of July 2008
- published: 08 Jul 2008
- views: 143026
- author: Marcelinho88
5:30
You're missing - Bruce Springsteen [DVD Live in Barcelona 2002] ( Subtitles & lyrics )
You're missing - from the DVD Live in Barcelona. October 16, 2002. With subtitles....
published: 27 Dec 2009
author: TheBossInBarcelonaHD
You're missing - Bruce Springsteen [DVD Live in Barcelona 2002] ( Subtitles & lyrics )
You're missing - from the DVD Live in Barcelona. October 16, 2002. With subtitles.
- published: 27 Dec 2009
- views: 24883
- author: TheBossInBarcelonaHD
5:40
Bruce Springsteen - The Promised Land
Bruce Springsteen - The Promised Land-LIVE IN BARCELLONA(2003) On a rattlesnake speedway i...
published: 26 Jun 2008
author: Antonio I
Bruce Springsteen - The Promised Land
Bruce Springsteen - The Promised Land-LIVE IN BARCELLONA(2003) On a rattlesnake speedway in the Utah desert I pick up my money and head back into town Driving cross the Waynesboro county line I got the radio on and I'm just killing time Working all day in my daddy's garage Driving all night chasing some mirage Pretty soon little girl I'm gonna take charge CHORUS: The dogs on Main Street holw 'cause they understand If I could take one moment into my hands Mister I ain't a boy no I'm a man And I believe in a promised land I've done my best to live the right way I get up every morning and go to work each day But your eyes go blind and your blood runs cold Sometimes I feel so weak I just want to explode Explode and tear this town apart Take a knife and cut this pain from my heart Find somebody itching for something to start CHORUS: The dogs on Main Street holw 'cause they understand If I could take one moment into my hands Mister I ain't a boy no I'm a man And I believe in a promised land There's a dark cloud rising from the desert floor I packed my bags and I'm heading straight into the storm Gonna be a twister to blow everything down That ain't got the faith to stand its ground Blow away the dreams that tear you apart Blow away the dreams that break your heart Blow away the lies that leave you nothing but lost andbrokenhearted CHORUS: The dogs on Main Street holw 'cause they understand If I could take one moment into my hands Mister I ain't a boy no I'm a man And I believe ...
- published: 26 Jun 2008
- views: 327077
- author: Antonio I
84:25
BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN & THE E STREET BAND - live @ glastonbury 2009
Badlands Prove It All Night Outlaw Pete Out In The Street Working On A Dream Waitin' On A ...
published: 22 Feb 2012
author: MultiJokerchannel
BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN & THE E STREET BAND - live @ glastonbury 2009
Badlands Prove It All Night Outlaw Pete Out In The Street Working On A Dream Waitin' On A Sunny Day Promised Land The River Born To Run Thunder Road American Land Glory Days Dancing In The Dark
- published: 22 Feb 2012
- views: 441000
- author: MultiJokerchannel
34:41
Bruce Springsteen - London TV Special 2012
Join us in Facebook: www.facebook.com...
published: 06 Jan 2013
author: stoneponyclub
Bruce Springsteen - London TV Special 2012
Join us in Facebook: www.facebook.com
- published: 06 Jan 2013
- views: 22293
- author: stoneponyclub
72:58
Bruce Springsteen - The Rising (2002) Full Album
This is Bruce Springsteen's twelth studio album released to unanimous aclaim from critics....
published: 31 Dec 2012
author: AnthonyVardaro3
Bruce Springsteen - The Rising (2002) Full Album
This is Bruce Springsteen's twelth studio album released to unanimous aclaim from critics. The album would be Bruce's first outing with The E Street Band in eighteen years. It would hurl him back into mainstream culture and would be the begining of the resurge of his career that took place in the 2000's. Springsteen wrote the songs of the album in response to the September 11th terrorist attacks in New York City that killed almost 4000 americans. The album is an emotional experience for me having lived in New York during the attacks, and knowing people who lost their lives. The album was placed at number 424 on Rolling Stone Magazine's list of The 500 Greatest Albums Of All Time Tracklisting / Writing Credits 1.Lonesome Day (Springsteen) 2.Into The Fire (Springsteen) 3.Waiting on a Sunny Day (Springsteen) 4.Nothing Man (Springsteen) 5.Counting on a Miracle (Springsteen) 6.Empty Sky (Springsteen) 7.Worlds Apart (Springsteen) 8.Let's Be Friends (Springsteen) 9.Furthur on Up The Road (Springsteen) 10.The Fuse (Springsteen) 11.Mary's Place (Springsteen) 12.You're Missing (Springsteen) 13.The Rising (Springsteen) 14.Paradise (Springsteen) 15.My City of Ruins (Springsteen) Copyright Disclaimer Under Section 107 of the Copyright Act 1976, allowance is made for "fair use" for purposes such as criticism, comment, news reporting, teaching, scholarship, and research. Fair use is a use permitted by copyright statute that might otherwise be infringing. Non-profit, educational or ...
- published: 31 Dec 2012
- views: 8072
- author: AnthonyVardaro3
43:53
Bruce Springsteen - Paris 2012-07-04 full show video release preview
Preview for the upcoming dvd/blu-ray release. The blu-ray will have much superior picture ...
published: 19 Jan 2013
author: dvddubbingguy
Bruce Springsteen - Paris 2012-07-04 full show video release preview
Preview for the upcoming dvd/blu-ray release. The blu-ray will have much superior picture quality than this youtube preview.
- published: 19 Jan 2013
- views: 10897
- author: dvddubbingguy
35:59
Bruce Springsteen at the Count Basie Theater, Red Bank, NJ (Live 1993-03-23)
The soundcheck with the Human Touch Band was filmed at the Count Basie Theater on the same...
published: 24 Feb 2013
author: MsBrucejuice
Bruce Springsteen at the Count Basie Theater, Red Bank, NJ (Live 1993-03-23)
The soundcheck with the Human Touch Band was filmed at the Count Basie Theater on the same day as the benefit/warm up show before the European leg of the 1993 tour. The first is a rehearsal of the 1966 Percy Sledge song "Warm And Tender Love", that was never played in a concert. Warm And Tender Love Human Touch 11:16 Because The Night 18:44 Brilliant Disguise 27:17 Soul Driver 32:24
- published: 24 Feb 2013
- views: 280
- author: MsBrucejuice
207:05
BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN -FOR DANNY- TAMPA,FL,USA- 22 APRILE 2008 -FULL CONCERT - GREAT AUDIO-
FOR DANNY+ 7 BONUS TRACKS playlist Springsteen full concert-2- at this link www.youtube.co...
published: 23 Feb 2013
author: maury6811
BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN -FOR DANNY- TAMPA,FL,USA- 22 APRILE 2008 -FULL CONCERT - GREAT AUDIO-
FOR DANNY+ 7 BONUS TRACKS playlist Springsteen full concert-2- at this link www.youtube.com playlist Springsteen full concert-1- at this link www.youtube.com 01. "Blood Brothers" 02. Backstreets 03. Radio Nowhere 04. Lonesome Day 05. No Surrender 06. Gypsy Biker 07. 4th of July Asbury Park (Sandy) 08. Growin' Up 09. Atlantic City 10. Because the Night 11. Darkness on the Edge of Town 12. She's The One 13. Living In The Future 14. The Promised Land 15. Waitin' on a Sunny Day 16. Brilliant Disguise 17. Racing in the Street 18. The Rising 19. Last To Die 20. Long Walk Home 21. Badlands 22. Out in the Street 23. I'll Fly Away 24. Rosalita (Come Out Tonight) 25. Born To Run 26. Tenth Ave Freeze-Out 27. American Land 28. Loose ends 29. Radio nowhere 30. No Surrender 31. Danny Story 32. For You 33. Adam Raised a Cain 34. Mary's Place 35. Meeting Across the River bonus tracks from 28 at 35 live 30 aprile 2008 Charlottesville
- published: 23 Feb 2013
- views: 148
- author: maury6811
28:33
Bruce Springsteen - Full Concert 12-12-12 for Sandy Relief
Please donate: www.121212concert.org "12-12-12", a fundraising concert to aid the victims ...
published: 23 Dec 2012
author: stoneponyclub
Bruce Springsteen - Full Concert 12-12-12 for Sandy Relief
Please donate: www.121212concert.org "12-12-12", a fundraising concert to aid the victims of Hurricane Sandy, will take place on December 12 at Madison Square Garden. The concert will feature Bon Jovi, Eric Clapton, Dave Grohl, Billy Joel, Alicia Keys, Chris Martin, The Rolling Stones, Bruce Springsteen & the E Street Band, Eddie Vedder, Roger Waters, Kanye West, The Who, Paul McCartney plus more artists to be announced! The concert is being presented by Chase, and the proceeds will go to the Robin Hood Relief Fund. Robin Hood, the largest independent poverty fighting organization in the New York area, will insure that every cent raised will go to non-profit groups that are helping the tens of thousands of people throughout the tri-state area who have been affected by Hurricane Sandy. The concert is being produced by James Dolan, Executive Chairman of The Madison Square Garden Company; John Sykes, President of Clear Channel Entertainment Enterprises; and Harvey Weinstein, Co-Founder and Chairman of The Weinstein Company‹the same group that produced and sponsored the historic 9/11 benefit "The Concert for New York City".
- published: 23 Dec 2012
- views: 9376
- author: stoneponyclub
37:04
Bruce Springsteen at Charlottesville Obama For America Rally
Filmed Oct. 23, 2012 in Charlottesville, VA. Video courtesy of Obama For America....
published: 24 Oct 2012
author: BruceSpringsteen
Bruce Springsteen at Charlottesville Obama For America Rally
Filmed Oct. 23, 2012 in Charlottesville, VA. Video courtesy of Obama For America.
- published: 24 Oct 2012
- views: 101874
- author: BruceSpringsteen
103:54
Bruce Springsteen - Behind The Blood Brothers (HD)
Bruce Springsteen & The E Street Band - 21-02-95 TRAMPS NIGHTCLUB, NEW YORK, NY. Behind Th...
published: 29 Jan 2013
author: simenfjellstad
Bruce Springsteen - Behind The Blood Brothers (HD)
Bruce Springsteen & The E Street Band - 21-02-95 TRAMPS NIGHTCLUB, NEW YORK, NY. Behind The Blood Brothers (AUTHORED MENU version). The Making Of "Murder Incorporated" 1995: Band rehearsals: Murder Incorporated, This Hard Land, Prove It All Night, Cadillac Ranch, Actioning The Drums, Murder Inc. - Pattie & Nils acoustic rehearsal, After The Rehearsals, Make Up session, before the show - outside Tramps. Acoustic rehearsals: You Can Look But You'd Better Not Touch, Two Hearts, Bobby Jean, Spirit In The Night, The Promised Land, Ramrod, make up sessions, before the show - Murder Inc. rehearsals, Landau intro., Murder Inc. - last rehearsal, Murder Incorporated, playback, stage left playback, Springsteen & Demme discussion, Bobby Jean, Murder Incorporated (slower version), audience shots, after the show - Bruce talks to fans. Pre-show, Murder Incorporated (1), Cadillac Ranch, Two Hearts, back stage, Murder Incorporated (2), Murder Incorporated (Black & White), Badlands, Ramrod, Thunder Road, Backstreets, Little Latin Lupe Loop, after-show. Sony Studios, NYC - April 5th, 1995: Murder Incorporated, This Hard Land, Secret Garden, Streets Of Philadelphia, Two Hearts, Thunder Road. When Bruce Springsteen agreed to reunite with the E Street band for the first time in many years to record additional songs for the Greatest Hits collection, director Ernie Fritz captured it for posterity and released a 90 minute documentary called Blood Brothers: Bruce Springsteen And The E Street Band ...
- published: 29 Jan 2013
- views: 4545
- author: simenfjellstad
117:13
Bruce Springsteen - [Live in Dublin 93'] Soundboard Audio
Bruce Springsteen & The Other Band - Live at RDS Arena in Dublin, Ireland on 20th May 1993...
published: 04 Jan 2013
author: simenfjellstad
Bruce Springsteen - [Live in Dublin 93'] Soundboard Audio
Bruce Springsteen & The Other Band - Live at RDS Arena in Dublin, Ireland on 20th May 1993 (Not Full Concert). Setlist: Downbound Train Because the Night Brilliant Disguise Human Touch The River Who'll Stop the Rain? Souls of the Departed Born in the USA Light of Day Encore: Settle for Love Glory Days Thunder Road Born to Run My Beautiful Reward Great Balls of Fire Whole Lotta Shakin' Goin' On Working on the Highway Rockin' All Over the World Bobby Jean It's All Right
- published: 04 Jan 2013
- views: 625
- author: simenfjellstad
185:34
Bruce Springsteen - Full Concert, Memorial Sports Arena, Los Angeles, CA, 1981-08-20 (Audio)
Bruce Springsteen & The E Street Band - A Night For The Vietnam Veterans - Memorial Sports...
published: 26 Jan 2013
author: MsBrucejuice
Bruce Springsteen - Full Concert, Memorial Sports Arena, Los Angeles, CA, 1981-08-20 (Audio)
Bruce Springsteen & The E Street Band - A Night For The Vietnam Veterans - Memorial Sports Arena, Los Angeles, CA on August 20/1981. This video is created by: www.youtube.com who can't upload more than 15 minutes at the moment. This is from the bootleg 'As Dreams Don't Mean Nothin' - A Night For The Vietnam Veterans' (Ev2) and is his all time favorite concert, so all credits goes to him 01. Arena Announcement 02. Bruce Springsteen Intro 0:00:33 03. Bobby Muller Intro 0:02:49 04. Who'll Stop The Rain 0:05:36 05. Prove It All Night 0:09:32 06. The Ties That Bind 0:14:45 07. Darkness On The Edge Of Town 0:19:15 08. Intro / "Hold On To Yourself" 0:24:20 09. Johnny Bye Bye 0:26:28 10. Independence Day 0:30:10 11. Intro / "You End Up Trapped" 0:35:47 12. Trapped 0:38:11 13. Two Hearts 0:43:11 14. Out In The Street 0:46:05 15. The Promised Land 0:51:25 16. The River 0:58:27 17. Intro / "Dream That Won't Die" 1:05:23 18. This Land Is Your Land 1:06:40 19. Badlands 1:10:09 20. Thunder Road 1:15:40 21. Hungry Heart 1:22:25 22. You Can Look (But You Better Not Touch) 1:27:02 23. Cadillac Ranch 1:30:25 24. Sherry Darling 1:35:55 25. Jole Blon 1:42:06 26. Wreck On The Highway 1:47:14 27. Racing In The Street 1:51:59 28. Candy's Room 2:00:00 29. Ramrod 2:02:57 30. Rosalita (Come Out Tonight) 2:07:25 31. Jungleland 2:22:03 32. Ballad Of Easy Rider 2:33:06 33. Born To Run 2:37:24 34. Detroit Medley 2:41:53 35. Twist And Shout 2:56:55
- published: 26 Jan 2013
- views: 1813
- author: MsBrucejuice
69:30
BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN - the ghost of tom joad full album live
1- the ghost ot tom joad -freehold 96 2-straight time -freehold 96 3-highway 29 -freehold ...
published: 10 Feb 2013
author: maury6811
BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN - the ghost of tom joad full album live
1- the ghost ot tom joad -freehold 96 2-straight time -freehold 96 3-highway 29 -freehold 96 4-yougstown - live 2005 5-sinaloa cowboys -freehold 96 6-the line -freehold 96 7-balboa park -freehold 96 8-dry lightning -barcelona 96 9-the new timer -live 2005 10-across the border -freehold 96 11-galveston bay -barcelona 96 12-my best was never good enough - live 2005
- published: 10 Feb 2013
- views: 482
- author: maury6811
60:52
Bruce Springsteen - Wrecking Ball (2012) Full Album, Deluxe Edition Plus Two Bonus Tracks
www.facebook.com Bruce Springsteen - Wrecking Ball (2012) Re Uploading December 06, 2012 T...
published: 06 Dec 2012
author: kritikospa13
Bruce Springsteen - Wrecking Ball (2012) Full Album, Deluxe Edition Plus Two Bonus Tracks
www.facebook.com Bruce Springsteen - Wrecking Ball (2012) Re Uploading December 06, 2012 Track Listing 01 00:00 "We Take Care of Our Own" 02 03:52 "Easy Money" 03 07:26 "Shackled and Drawn" 04 11:06 "Jack of All Trades" 05 17:03 "Death to My Hometown" 06 20:29 "This Depression" 07 24:34 "Wrecking Ball" 08 30:19 "You've Got It" 09 34:02 "Rocky Ground" 10 38:37 "Land of Hope and Dreams" 11 45:29 "We Are Alive" Deluxe Edition Bonus Tracks 12 51:02 "Swallowed Up (In the Belly of the Whale)" 13 56:27 "American Land All Music Review (Rating: 3/5) allmusic.com Wiki en.wikipedia.org RateYourMusic (Rating: 3.41/5) rateyourmusic.com
- published: 06 Dec 2012
- views: 16334
- author: kritikospa13
83:38
Bruce Springsteen - The River (1980) Full Album
This is Bruce Springsteen's fifth album released in 1980 to positive reviews from critics....
published: 06 Nov 2012
author: AnthonyVardaro3
Bruce Springsteen - The River (1980) Full Album
This is Bruce Springsteen's fifth album released in 1980 to positive reviews from critics. This sprawling double album greatly respresented Springsteen at the time of the release, and his growing dualities, the album is evenly split between huge party house numbers and live staples, and darker real world tales in the vein of the title track. The album was placed at number 250 on Rolling Stone Magazine's list of The 500 Greatest Album Of All Time Tracklisting / Writing Credits CD1: 1.The Ties That Bind (Springsteen) 2.Sherry Darling (Springsteen) 3.Jackson Cage (Springsteen) 4.Two Hearts (Springsteen) 5.Independence Day (Springsteen) 6.Hungry Heart (Springsteen) 7.Out In The Street (Springsteen) 8.Crush On You (Springsteen) 9.You Can Look (But You Better Not Touch) (Springsteen) 10.I Wanna Marry You (Springsteen) 11.The River (Springsteen) CD2: 1.Point Blank (Springsteen) 2.Cadillac Ranch (Springsteen) 3.Im a Rocker (Springsteen) 4.Fade Away (Springsteen) 5.Stolen Car (Springsteen) 6.Ramrod (Springsteen) 7.The Price You Pay (Springsteen) 8.Drive All Night (Springsteen) 9.Wreck On The Highway (Springsteen) Copyright Disclaimer Under Section 107 of the Copyright Act 1976, allowance is made for "fair use" for purposes such as criticism, comment, news reporting, teaching, scholarship, and research. Fair use is a use permitted by copyright statute that might otherwise be infringing. Non-profit, educational or personal use tips the balance in favor of fair use. I do not own ...
- published: 06 Nov 2012
- views: 36235
- author: AnthonyVardaro3
Vimeo results:
12:13
100 Riffs (A Brief History of Rock N' Roll)
Alex Chadwick plays 100 famous guitar riffs in one take giving you a chronological history...
published: 04 Jun 2012
author: Chicago Music Exchange
100 Riffs (A Brief History of Rock N' Roll)
Alex Chadwick plays 100 famous guitar riffs in one take giving you a chronological history of rock n' roll.
See the full detailed list of all the artists, keys, and year of each song played in the 100 riffs: http://www.chicagomusicexchange.com/100riffs
Alex plays a 1958 Fender Strat: http://goo.gl/g37oT
1 Mr. Sandman - Chet Atkins
2 Folsom Prison Blues - Johnny Cash
3 Words of Love - Buddy Holly
4 Johnny B Goode - Chuck Berry
5 Rumble - Link Wray
6 Summertime Blues - Eddie Cochran
7 Pipeline - The Chantays
8 Miserlou - Dick Dale
9 Wipeout - Surfaris
10 Daytripper - The Beatles
11 Can't Explain - The Who
12 Satisfaction - The Rolling Stones
13 Purple Haze - Jimi Hendrix
14 Black Magic Woman - Santana
15 Helter Skelter - The Beatles
16 Oh Well - Fleetwood Mac
17 Crossroads - Cream
18 Communication Breakdown - Led Zeppelin
19 Paranoid - Black Sabbath
20 Fortunate Son - Creedence Clearwater Revival
21 Funk 49 - James Gang
22 Immigrant Song - Led Zeppelin
23 Bitch - Rolling Stones
24 Layla - Derek and the Dominos
25 School's Out - Alice Cooper
26 Smoke on the Water - Deep Purple
27 Money - Pink Floyd
28 Jessica - Allman Brothers
29 La Grange - ZZ Top
30 20th Century Boy - T. Rex
31 Scarlet Begonias - Grateful Dead
32 Sweet Home Alabama - Lynyrd Skynyrd
33 Walk This Way - Aerosmith
34 Bohemian Rhapsody - Queen
35 Stranglehold - Ted Nugent
36 Boys Are Back in Town - Thin Lizzy
37 Don't Fear the Reaper - Blue Oyster Cult
38 Carry on My Wayward Son - Kansas
39 Blitzkreig Bop - The Ramones
40 Barracuda - Heart
41 Runnin' with the Devil - Van Halen
42 Sultans of Swing - Dire Straits
43 Message in a Bottle - The Police
44 Hey Hey, My My (Into the Black) - Neil Young
45 Back in Black - AC/DC
46 Crazy Train - Ozzy Osbourne
47 Spirit of Radio - Rush
48 Pride and Joy - Stevie Ray Vaughan
49 Owner of a Lonely Heart - Yes
50 Holy Diver - Dio
51 Beat It - Michael Jackson
52 Hot For Teacher - Van Halen
53 What Difference Does It Make - The Smiths
54 Glory Days - Bruce Springsteen
55 Money For Nothing - Dire Straits
56 You Give Love a Bad Name - Bon Jovi
57 The One I Love - REM
58 Where the Streets Have No Name - U2
59 Welcome to the Jungle - Guns N' Roses
60 Sweet Child 'O Mine - Guns N' Roses
61 Girls, Girls, Girls - Motley Crue
62 Cult of Personality -Living Colour
63 Kickstart My Heart - Motley Crue
64 Running Down a Dream - Tom Petty
65 Pictures of Matchstick Men - Camper Van Beethoven
66 Thunderstruck - AC/DC
67 Twice as Hard - Black Crowes
68 Cliffs of Dover - Eric Johnson
69 Enter Sandman - Metallica
70 Man in the Box - Alice in Chains
71 Smells Like Teen Spirit - Nirvana
72 Give it Away - Red Hot Chili Peppers
73 Even Flow - Pearl Jam
74 Outshined - Soundgarden
75 Killing in the Name - Rage Against the Machine
76 Sex Type Thing - Stone Temple Pilots
77 Are You Gonna Go My Way - Lenny Kravitz
78 Welcome to Paradise - Green Day
79 Possum Kingdom - Toadies
80 Say it Ain't So - Weezer
81 Zero - Smashing Pumpkins
82 Monkey Wrench - Foo Fighters
83 Sex and Candy - Marcy Playground
84 Smooth - Santana
85 Scar Tissue - Red Hot Chili Peppers
86 Short Skirt, Long Jacket - Cake
87 Turn a Square - The Shins
88 Seven Nation Army - White Stripes
89 Hysteria - Muse
90 I Believe in a Thing Called Love - The Darkness
91 Blood and Thunder - Mastodon
92 Are You Gonna Be My Girl - Jet
93 Reptilia - The Strokes
94 Take Me Out - Franz Ferdinand
95 Float On - Modest Mouse
96 Blue Orchid - White Stripes
97 Boulevard of Broken Dreams - Green Day
98 Steady As She Goes - The Raconteurs
99 I Got Mine - Black Keys
100 Cruel - St. Vincent
*Shot on a Nikon
3:22
Bruce Springsteen - "The Promise: The Making of 'Darkness on the Edge of Town'" Sneak Peek
A look at the 90-minute documentary, "The Promise: The Making of 'Darkness on the Edge of ...
published: 26 Aug 2010
author: Columbia Records
Bruce Springsteen - "The Promise: The Making of 'Darkness on the Edge of Town'" Sneak Peek
A look at the 90-minute documentary, "The Promise: The Making of 'Darkness on the Edge of Town,'" from the upcoming Bruce Springsteen release, 'The Promise: The Darkness on the Edge of Town Story.' For the first time, fans will have access to 21 previously unreleased songs from the "Darkness" recording sessions on November 16. For more information, visit brucespringsteen.net. Pre-sale available now at http://bit.ly/brucethepromise
5:28
Bruce Springsteen London Calling Trailer
Bruce talks about London Calling Live In Hyde Park DVD and Blu-ray....
published: 11 Jun 2010
author: Columbia Records
Bruce Springsteen London Calling Trailer
Bruce talks about London Calling Live In Hyde Park DVD and Blu-ray.
5:58
Bruce Springsteen Keynote Address Excerpt (SXSW 2012)
Watch the full speech at http://www.npr.org/blogs/therecord/2012/03/15/148693171/bruce-spr...
published: 15 Mar 2012
author: Columbia Records
Bruce Springsteen Keynote Address Excerpt (SXSW 2012)
Watch the full speech at http://www.npr.org/blogs/therecord/2012/03/15/148693171/bruce-springsteen-on-the-meaning-of-music
Youtube results:
113:02
Bruce Springsteen - Live in Providence [1975]
July 20, 1975 Palace Theater, Providence, RI. Setlist: Incident On 57th street Spirit in T...
published: 15 Dec 2012
author: leandrorocksteady
Bruce Springsteen - Live in Providence [1975]
July 20, 1975 Palace Theater, Providence, RI. Setlist: Incident On 57th street Spirit in The Night Tenth Avenue Freeze-Out Growin' Up It's Hard To be a saint in the city E Street Shuffle Born to Run Thunder Road New York City Serenade Kitty's back Rosalita (Come out Tonight) 4th of July Asbury Park (Sandy) A love so fine Sha la la Quarter to three The first concert with Steve van Zandt.
- published: 15 Dec 2012
- views: 700
- author: leandrorocksteady
132:50
BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN - & FRIENDS at MUSICARES 2013 - FULL SHOW
01 Jon Stewart Introduction 02 Alabama Shakes - Adam Raised A Cain (slightly distorted at ...
published: 18 Feb 2013
author: maury6811
BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN - & FRIENDS at MUSICARES 2013 - FULL SHOW
01 Jon Stewart Introduction 02 Alabama Shakes - Adam Raised A Cain (slightly distorted at start) 03 Patti Smith - Because The Night 04 Natalie Maines, Ben Harper and Charlie Musselwhite - Atlantic City 05 Ken Casey - American Land 06 Zac Brown and Mavis Staples - My City Of Ruins 07 Mumford & Sons - I'm On Fire 08 Jackson Browne and Tom Morello - American Skin (41 Shots) 09 Emmylou Harris - My Hometown 10 Kenny Chesney- One Step Up 11 Elton John - Streets of Philadelphia 12 Juanes - Hungry Heart 13 Tim McGraw and Faith Hill - Tougher Than the Rest 14 Tom Morello and Jim James - The Ghost of Tom Joad 15 John Legend - Dancing in the Dark 16 Sting - Lonesome Day 17 Neil Young and Crazy Horse (with Nils Lofgren) - Born in the USA 18 Bruce Springsteen - We take Care of Our Own (house band plus Jake Clemons, Nils Lofgren and Patti Scialfa) 19 Bruce Springsteen - Death to My Hometown (house band, Jake, Nils, Patti and Tom Morello) 20 Bruce Springsteen - Thunder Road (house band plus Jake, Nils, Patti, Max Weinberg, Roy Bittan and Garry Tallent) 21 Bruce Springsteen - Born To Run (small patch from crappy source at end) (House Band with Jake, Nils, Max, Gary, Roy and Patti) 22 Bruce Springsteen - Glory Days (alternate source) (all artists and E Streeters)
- published: 18 Feb 2013
- views: 1502
- author: maury6811
144:12
Bruce Springsteen - Tunnel Of Lust - Live, 1988
************ shopwave.altervista.org ************ ****************************************...
published: 19 Jan 2013
author: Paul Atreides
Bruce Springsteen - Tunnel Of Lust - Live, 1988
************ shopwave.altervista.org ************ ****************************************************************** Recorded: Worcester, MA, The Centrum Feb. 28, 1988 ------------------- 00h00m00s - Disc 1 ------------------- 01. Tunnel Of Love 02. Be True 03. Adam Raised A Cain 04. Two Faces 05. All That Heaven Will Allow 06. Seeds 07. Roulette 08. Cover Me 09. Brilliant Disguise 10. Spare Parts 11. War ------------------- 01h09m52s - Disc 2 ------------------- 01. Tougher Than The Rest 02. She's The One 03. You Can Look 04. I'm A Coward 05. I'm On Fire 06. One Step Up 07. Part Man, Part Monkey 08. Walk Like A Man 09. Dancing In The Dark 10. Light Of Day 11. Born To Run 12. 10th Avenue Freeze Out
- published: 19 Jan 2013
- views: 254
- author: Paul Atreides
154:08
Bruce Springsteen in Madrid 2012
Bruce Springsteen & The E-Street Band. Estadio Santiago Bernabeu (Madrid-Spain). June 17th...
published: 12 Jan 2013
author: pabellon67
Bruce Springsteen in Madrid 2012
Bruce Springsteen & The E-Street Band. Estadio Santiago Bernabeu (Madrid-Spain). June 17th 2012. Badlands No Surrender We take care of our own Wrecking Ball Death to my Hometown Be True Jack of all Trades Murder Incorporated She's the One Talk to Me Spanish Eyes Working on the Highway Waitin' on a Sunny Day The River Because the Night My Love will not let you down The Rising Thunder Road Born in the USA Born to Run Hungry Heart Seven Nights to Rock Dancing in the Dark Tenth Avenue Freeze-Out Twist & Shout
- published: 12 Jan 2013
- views: 4363
- author: pabellon67
5:01
Bruce Springsteen - Interview 2007 - (about jetleg, home with kinds, Patti, on tour songs...)
Thanks Bruce for all!...
published: 10 Apr 2010
author: zeroblindterry1
Bruce Springsteen - Interview 2007 - (about jetleg, home with kinds, Patti, on tour songs...)
Thanks Bruce for all!
- published: 10 Apr 2010
- views: 7071
- author: zeroblindterry1
14:17
Bruce Springsteen - "The Promise" Documentary Interview [part 1]
The only TV interview Bruce Springsteen granted in conjunction with "The Promise." Check o...
published: 20 Jan 2011
author: girelli81
Bruce Springsteen - "The Promise" Documentary Interview [part 1]
The only TV interview Bruce Springsteen granted in conjunction with "The Promise." Check out part 2 here: www.youtube.com
- published: 20 Jan 2011
- views: 39794
- author: girelli81
2:58
Bruce Springsteen - Streets Of Philadelphia
Music video by Bruce Springsteen performing Streets Of Philadelphia. (C) 1993 Bruce Spring...
published: 03 Oct 2009
author: BruceSpringsteenVEVO
Bruce Springsteen - Streets Of Philadelphia
Music video by Bruce Springsteen performing Streets Of Philadelphia. (C) 1993 Bruce Springsteen
- published: 03 Oct 2009
- views: 16873623
- author: BruceSpringsteenVEVO
3:59
Bruce Springsteen - Dancing In The Dark
Music video by Bruce Springsteen performing Dancing In The Dark. (C) 1984 Bruce Springstee...
published: 03 Oct 2009
author: BruceSpringsteenVEVO
Bruce Springsteen - Dancing In The Dark
Music video by Bruce Springsteen performing Dancing In The Dark. (C) 1984 Bruce Springsteen
- published: 03 Oct 2009
- views: 16130084
- author: BruceSpringsteenVEVO
5:34
Bruce Springsteen - Born To Run
Music video by Bruce Springsteen performing Born To Run. (C) 1982 Bruce Springsteen...
published: 03 Oct 2009
author: BruceSpringsteenVEVO
Bruce Springsteen - Born To Run
Music video by Bruce Springsteen performing Born To Run. (C) 1982 Bruce Springsteen
- published: 03 Oct 2009
- views: 8573547
- author: BruceSpringsteenVEVO
14:50
FULL INTERVIEW: Steven Van Zandt
Legendary E Street Band member Steven Van Zandt talks about his music, work on television,...
published: 01 Mar 2012
author: TheHour
FULL INTERVIEW: Steven Van Zandt
Legendary E Street Band member Steven Van Zandt talks about his music, work on television, politics and The Boss. For more George visit: www.strombo.com
- published: 01 Mar 2012
- views: 52482
- author: TheHour
10:54
Bruce Springsteen - Jungleland (Live in New York 2001)
Unforgettable performance from Live in New York City. Possibly one of the greatest perform...
published: 22 Mar 2008
author: Quy3771
Bruce Springsteen - Jungleland (Live in New York 2001)
Unforgettable performance from Live in New York City. Possibly one of the greatest performances of all time. Includes poetic lyrics, guitar, keyboard solos and the epic saxophone solo by the Big Man. --- As soon as the views hit 300 000 or I get 50 subscribers, I will repost an HD version of this video
- published: 22 Mar 2008
- views: 900001
- author: Quy3771
34:41
Bruce Springsteen - London TV Special 2012
Join us in Facebook: www.facebook.com...
published: 06 Jan 2013
author: stoneponyclub
Bruce Springsteen - London TV Special 2012
Join us in Facebook: www.facebook.com
- published: 06 Jan 2013
- views: 18285
- author: stoneponyclub
3:31
Bruce Springsteen - I'm On Fire
Music video by Bruce Springsteen performing I'm On Fire. (C) 1986 Bruce Springsteen...
published: 25 Oct 2009
author: BruceSpringsteenVEVO
Bruce Springsteen - I'm On Fire
Music video by Bruce Springsteen performing I'm On Fire. (C) 1986 Bruce Springsteen
- published: 25 Oct 2009
- views: 6727092
- author: BruceSpringsteenVEVO
6:34
Bruce Springsteen - Tougher Than The Rest
Music video by Bruce Springsteen performing Tougher Than The Rest. (C) 1988 Bruce Springst...
published: 03 Oct 2009
author: BruceSpringsteenVEVO
Bruce Springsteen - Tougher Than The Rest
Music video by Bruce Springsteen performing Tougher Than The Rest. (C) 1988 Bruce Springsteen
- published: 03 Oct 2009
- views: 4237441
- author: BruceSpringsteenVEVO
11:44
Bruce Springsteen MusiCares Person Of The Year speech
Recorded February 8 in Los Angeles, CA. Read more at brucespringsteen.net...
published: 13 Feb 2013
author: BruceSpringsteen
Bruce Springsteen MusiCares Person Of The Year speech
Recorded February 8 in Los Angeles, CA. Read more at brucespringsteen.net
- published: 13 Feb 2013
- views: 56049
- author: BruceSpringsteen
37:04
Bruce Springsteen at Charlottesville Obama For America Rally
Filmed Oct. 23, 2012 in Charlottesville, VA. Video courtesy of Obama For America....
published: 24 Oct 2012
author: BruceSpringsteen
Bruce Springsteen at Charlottesville Obama For America Rally
Filmed Oct. 23, 2012 in Charlottesville, VA. Video courtesy of Obama For America.
- published: 24 Oct 2012
- views: 101067
- author: BruceSpringsteen
5:42
Bruce Springsteen - Glory Days
Music video by Bruce Springsteen performing Glory Days. (C) 1985 Bruce Springsteen...
published: 03 Oct 2009
author: BruceSpringsteenVEVO
Bruce Springsteen - Glory Days
Music video by Bruce Springsteen performing Glory Days. (C) 1985 Bruce Springsteen
- published: 03 Oct 2009
- views: 5505410
- author: BruceSpringsteenVEVO
Vimeo results:
12:13
100 Riffs (A Brief History of Rock N' Roll)
Alex Chadwick plays 100 famous guitar riffs in one take giving you a chronological history...
published: 04 Jun 2012
author: Chicago Music Exchange
100 Riffs (A Brief History of Rock N' Roll)
Alex Chadwick plays 100 famous guitar riffs in one take giving you a chronological history of rock n' roll.
See the full detailed list of all the artists, keys, and year of each song played in the 100 riffs: http://www.chicagomusicexchange.com/100riffs
Alex plays a 1958 Fender Strat: http://goo.gl/g37oT
1 Mr. Sandman - Chet Atkins
2 Folsom Prison Blues - Johnny Cash
3 Words of Love - Buddy Holly
4 Johnny B Goode - Chuck Berry
5 Rumble - Link Wray
6 Summertime Blues - Eddie Cochran
7 Pipeline - The Chantays
8 Miserlou - Dick Dale
9 Wipeout - Surfaris
10 Daytripper - The Beatles
11 Can't Explain - The Who
12 Satisfaction - The Rolling Stones
13 Purple Haze - Jimi Hendrix
14 Black Magic Woman - Santana
15 Helter Skelter - The Beatles
16 Oh Well - Fleetwood Mac
17 Crossroads - Cream
18 Communication Breakdown - Led Zeppelin
19 Paranoid - Black Sabbath
20 Fortunate Son - Creedence Clearwater Revival
21 Funk 49 - James Gang
22 Immigrant Song - Led Zeppelin
23 Bitch - Rolling Stones
24 Layla - Derek and the Dominos
25 School's Out - Alice Cooper
26 Smoke on the Water - Deep Purple
27 Money - Pink Floyd
28 Jessica - Allman Brothers
29 La Grange - ZZ Top
30 20th Century Boy - T. Rex
31 Scarlet Begonias - Grateful Dead
32 Sweet Home Alabama - Lynyrd Skynyrd
33 Walk This Way - Aerosmith
34 Bohemian Rhapsody - Queen
35 Stranglehold - Ted Nugent
36 Boys Are Back in Town - Thin Lizzy
37 Don't Fear the Reaper - Blue Oyster Cult
38 Carry on My Wayward Son - Kansas
39 Blitzkreig Bop - The Ramones
40 Barracuda - Heart
41 Runnin' with the Devil - Van Halen
42 Sultans of Swing - Dire Straits
43 Message in a Bottle - The Police
44 Hey Hey, My My (Into the Black) - Neil Young
45 Back in Black - AC/DC
46 Crazy Train - Ozzy Osbourne
47 Spirit of Radio - Rush
48 Pride and Joy - Stevie Ray Vaughan
49 Owner of a Lonely Heart - Yes
50 Holy Diver - Dio
51 Beat It - Michael Jackson
52 Hot For Teacher - Van Halen
53 What Difference Does It Make - The Smiths
54 Glory Days - Bruce Springsteen
55 Money For Nothing - Dire Straits
56 You Give Love a Bad Name - Bon Jovi
57 The One I Love - REM
58 Where the Streets Have No Name - U2
59 Welcome to the Jungle - Guns N' Roses
60 Sweet Child 'O Mine - Guns N' Roses
61 Girls, Girls, Girls - Motley Crue
62 Cult of Personality -Living Colour
63 Kickstart My Heart - Motley Crue
64 Running Down a Dream - Tom Petty
65 Pictures of Matchstick Men - Camper Van Beethoven
66 Thunderstruck - AC/DC
67 Twice as Hard - Black Crowes
68 Cliffs of Dover - Eric Johnson
69 Enter Sandman - Metallica
70 Man in the Box - Alice in Chains
71 Smells Like Teen Spirit - Nirvana
72 Give it Away - Red Hot Chili Peppers
73 Even Flow - Pearl Jam
74 Outshined - Soundgarden
75 Killing in the Name - Rage Against the Machine
76 Sex Type Thing - Stone Temple Pilots
77 Are You Gonna Go My Way - Lenny Kravitz
78 Welcome to Paradise - Green Day
79 Possum Kingdom - Toadies
80 Say it Ain't So - Weezer
81 Zero - Smashing Pumpkins
82 Monkey Wrench - Foo Fighters
83 Sex and Candy - Marcy Playground
84 Smooth - Santana
85 Scar Tissue - Red Hot Chili Peppers
86 Short Skirt, Long Jacket - Cake
87 Turn a Square - The Shins
88 Seven Nation Army - White Stripes
89 Hysteria - Muse
90 I Believe in a Thing Called Love - The Darkness
91 Blood and Thunder - Mastodon
92 Are You Gonna Be My Girl - Jet
93 Reptilia - The Strokes
94 Take Me Out - Franz Ferdinand
95 Float On - Modest Mouse
96 Blue Orchid - White Stripes
97 Boulevard of Broken Dreams - Green Day
98 Steady As She Goes - The Raconteurs
99 I Got Mine - Black Keys
100 Cruel - St. Vincent
*Shot on a Nikon
3:22
Bruce Springsteen - "The Promise: The Making of 'Darkness on the Edge of Town'" Sneak Peek
A look at the 90-minute documentary, "The Promise: The Making of 'Darkness on the Edge of ...
published: 26 Aug 2010
author: Columbia Records
Bruce Springsteen - "The Promise: The Making of 'Darkness on the Edge of Town'" Sneak Peek
A look at the 90-minute documentary, "The Promise: The Making of 'Darkness on the Edge of Town,'" from the upcoming Bruce Springsteen release, 'The Promise: The Darkness on the Edge of Town Story.' For the first time, fans will have access to 21 previously unreleased songs from the "Darkness" recording sessions on November 16. For more information, visit brucespringsteen.net. Pre-sale available now at http://bit.ly/brucethepromise
5:28
Bruce Springsteen London Calling Trailer
Bruce talks about London Calling Live In Hyde Park DVD and Blu-ray....
published: 11 Jun 2010
author: Columbia Records
Bruce Springsteen London Calling Trailer
Bruce talks about London Calling Live In Hyde Park DVD and Blu-ray.
5:58
Bruce Springsteen Keynote Address Excerpt (SXSW 2012)
Watch the full speech at http://www.npr.org/blogs/therecord/2012/03/15/148693171/bruce-spr...
published: 15 Mar 2012
author: Columbia Records
Bruce Springsteen Keynote Address Excerpt (SXSW 2012)
Watch the full speech at http://www.npr.org/blogs/therecord/2012/03/15/148693171/bruce-springsteen-on-the-meaning-of-music
Youtube results:
5:50
Bruce Springsteen + Jon Bon Jovi = Born to Run 12.12.12 Sandy Relief Concert
Bruce Springsteen performs his classic hit Born to Run along with the E-Street band and sp...
published: 13 Dec 2012
author: fanzeepanz
Bruce Springsteen + Jon Bon Jovi = Born to Run 12.12.12 Sandy Relief Concert
Bruce Springsteen performs his classic hit Born to Run along with the E-Street band and special guest Jon Bon Jovi live at at Madison Square Garden during the 12/12/12 Sandy Relief concert. If you like what you see, please subscribe and LIKE us on Facebook at www.facebook.com Check out myHometownNJ.com. Thanks!!
- published: 13 Dec 2012
- views: 242928
- author: fanzeepanz
4:28
Bruce Springsteen - Secret Garden
Music video by Bruce Springsteen performing Secret Garden. (C) 1995 Bruce Springsteen...
published: 03 Oct 2009
author: BruceSpringsteenVEVO
Bruce Springsteen - Secret Garden
Music video by Bruce Springsteen performing Secret Garden. (C) 1995 Bruce Springsteen
- published: 03 Oct 2009
- views: 5518753
- author: BruceSpringsteenVEVO
12:18
Bruce Springsteen 121212concert Land of Hope and Dreams plus Wrecking Ball
Live performance by Bruce Springsteen and the E Street Band as they open the 121212concert...
published: 13 Dec 2012
author: fanzeepanz
Bruce Springsteen 121212concert Land of Hope and Dreams plus Wrecking Ball
Live performance by Bruce Springsteen and the E Street Band as they open the 121212concert at Madison Square Garden with Land of Hope and Dreams (This Train)
- published: 13 Dec 2012
- views: 18194
- author: fanzeepanz
6:24
Bruce Springsteen - The River
Music video by Bruce Springsteen performing The River. (C) 1980 Bruce Springsteen...
published: 03 Oct 2009
author: BruceSpringsteenVEVO
Bruce Springsteen - The River
Music video by Bruce Springsteen performing The River. (C) 1980 Bruce Springsteen
- published: 03 Oct 2009
- views: 2569830
- author: BruceSpringsteenVEVO
photo: Creative Commons / John Harrison
25 Feb 2013
Just like Angelina Jolie's right leg last year, Oscar-winner Anne Hathaway's apparently 'alert' nipples inspired their own Twitter account and a flurry of cheeky hashtags last night. BY Bibby Sowray . 25 February 2013. Anne Hathaway's seemingly pointy nipples attracted a lot of attention. Photo. Getty. Poor Anne Hathaway, she's not been served well by fashion of late ... Related articles. Oscars 2013 fashion. red carpet hits and misses ... Photo ... ....(size: 4.9Kb)
photo: AP / Mary Altaffer
26 Feb 2013
Jesus Diaz - . Scientists have found proof of a sunken continent in the Indian Ocean. According to a study published in Nature Geoscience, the continent “was separated from Madagascar and fragmented into a ribbon-like configuration by a series of mid-ocean ridge jumps during the opening of the Mascarene ocean basin.”. Its name is not Atlantis, though ... [Nature Geoscience via BBC News]. Image by Shutterstock ... Related Posts ... ....(size: 3.6Kb)
photo: USAF / Tech. Sgt. Effrain Lopez
26 Feb 2013
Article by WN.com Correspondent Dallas Darling. During the 19th and early 20th centuries developments in technology vastly transformed warfare. The age of machine guns, steam-powered battle ships, and tanks replaced the era of flintlock muskets, sailing wooden ships, and cannonballs. But these new and more lethal innovations also altered humanity and political systems ... World War I and II ... They will subversively disrupt entire societies....(size: 4.8Kb)
photo: Russian Presidential Press and Information Office
27 Feb 2013
Russian President Vladimir Putin told the country's top brass on Wednesday to drastically upgrade the armed forces in the next few years as part of response to attempts by the United States and NATO to "tip the strategic balance" in the world. In his address to Russia's defense ministry and top military officials, Putin said Russia is witnessing "insistent attempts" to change that balance and complained about U.S ... ....(size: 2.3Kb)
photo: AP / Ibrahim Zayed
26 Feb 2013
Updated. February 26, 2013 8.35AM. LUXOR, Egypt — A hot air balloon flying over Egypt’s ancient city of Luxor caught fire and crashed into a sugar cane field on Tuesday, killing at least 19 foreign tourists in one of the world’s deadliest ballooning accidents and handing a new blow to Egypt’s ailing tourism industry ... The balloon then shot up in the air, the investigator said ... The security official said all 18 bodies have been recovered ... ....(size: 6.2Kb)
Business Journal
27 Feb 2013
Related links.. Boston ... Another casualty of the solar industry downturn Ahead of Oracle acquisition, Acme Packet rolls out real-time monitoring Momenta taps into emerging market of biosimilars Bruce Springsteen home where he wrote “Born to Run” for sale ... Maura Welch commented on Bruce Springsteen home where he wrote “Born to Run” for sale on Thursday, February 21st ... Bruce Springsteen home where he wrote “Born to Run” for sale EXCLUSIVE ... ....(size: 7.0Kb)
Business Journal
27 Feb 2013
Boston. Industries. ... Another casualty of the solar industry downturn Ahead of Oracle acquisition, Acme Packet rolls out real-time monitoring Momenta taps into emerging market of biosimilars Bruce Springsteen home where he wrote “Born to Run” for sale ... Maura Welch commented on Bruce Springsteen home where he wrote “Born to Run” for sale on Thursday, February 21st ... Bruce Springsteen home where he wrote “Born to Run” for sale EXCLUSIVE ... ....(size: 7.1Kb)
Business Journal
27 Feb 2013
Related links.. Boston ... ... Another casualty of the solar industry downturn Ahead of Oracle acquisition, Acme Packet rolls out real-time monitoring Momenta taps into emerging market of biosimilars Bruce Springsteen home where he wrote “Born to Run” for sale ... Maura Welch commented on Bruce Springsteen home where he wrote “Born to Run” for sale on Thursday, February 21st ... Bruce Springsteen home where he wrote “Born to Run” for sale EXCLUSIVE....(size: 7.3Kb)
The Street
27 Feb 2013
The components of my long-term bear case on Apple continue to come together. It's a narrative we'll look back on but it won't seem funny. Apple is dying right before our eyes ... I can think of so many Bruce Springsteen lines to bring to life what's happening here. They all come from the introspective, melancholy segments of his vast catalog. See if (AAPL) is in our portfolio. This is how I feel ... Some perspective ... I listen to Springsteen ... ....(size: 2.5Kb)
Business Journal
27 Feb 2013
Also worth noting ... Another casualty of the solar industry downturn Ahead of Oracle acquisition, Acme Packet rolls out real-time monitoring Momenta taps into emerging market of biosimilars Bruce Springsteen home where he wrote “Born to Run” for sale ... Maura Welch commented on Bruce Springsteen home where he wrote “Born to Run” for sale on Thursday, February 21st ... Bruce Springsteen home where he wrote “Born to Run” for sale EXCLUSIVE ... ....(size: 7.8Kb)
Business Journal
27 Feb 2013
Most Popular. Most popular Slideshows Facebook Twitter Emailed Mobile ... Ernie Boch Jr. exploring bid to buy Boston Globe Movers and Shakers ... Another casualty of the solar industry downturn Ahead of Oracle acquisition, Acme Packet rolls out real-time monitoring Momenta taps into emerging market of biosimilars Bruce Springsteen home where he wrote “Born to Run” for sale ... Bruce Springsteen home where he wrote “Born to Run” for sale EXCLUSIVE....(size: 3.8Kb)
Business Journal
27 Feb 2013
in Cambridge, Mass ... ... Another casualty of the solar industry downturn Ahead of Oracle acquisition, Acme Packet rolls out real-time monitoring Momenta taps into emerging market of biosimilars Bruce Springsteen home where he wrote “Born to Run” for sale ... Maura Welch commented on Bruce Springsteen home where he wrote “Born to Run” for sale on Thursday, February 21st ... Bruce Springsteen home where he wrote “Born to Run” for sale EXCLUSIVE ... ....(size: 7.5Kb)
The Hollywood Reporter
27 Feb 2013
share ... Do it his way ... Clive Davis' Book. a Cheat Sheet ... He's proud of his early boosterism for such self-contained rock legends as Janis, Bob and Bruce ... Clarkson apparently thought she'd earned the right to a Nebraska-style serious departure, leading Davis to tell her that he knew the Boss and she, Senator, was no Bruce Springsteen ... PHOTOS. Scores That Rock ... Twitter ... Kelly Clarkson Whitney Houston Clive Davis Bruce Springsteen ... ....(size: 6.1Kb)
Huffington Post
27 Feb 2013
But that was still only a third of New Jersey's actuarially required amount ... (Oct ... "Rocky Ground" (Bruce Springsteen). <strong><a href=""http.//www.huffingtonpost.com/2012/04/19/chris-christie-sleeping-bruce-springsteen-_n_1438337.html"" target="_hplink">(April 19, 2012) --</a></strong> Christie vehemently denied reports that he was sleeping at a Bruce Springsteen concert in New York City ... ....(size: 8.5Kb)
PR Newswire
27 Feb 2013
"Blinded by the Light" by Bruce Springsteen + commentary ... The Best of 1970s playlist (14 tracks) is divided evenly between CBS artists and Arista artists from that decade, beginning with seven CBS artists (Santana, Janis Joplin , Harold Melvin & the Blue Notes, the O'Jays, Bruce Springsteen , Billy Joel , Aerosmith), then seven Arista artists ( ......(size: 9.6Kb)
Canberra Times
27 Feb 2013
The Rubens ... They will first support Bruce Springsteen and the E Street Band at Hanging Rock before kicking off their Never be the Same tour, which will span 18 performances ... Head to Oztix to purchase tickets. ... ....(size: 1.0Kb)
Business Journal
27 Feb 2013
Galen Moore Web Editor- Boston Business Journal Email . Twitter . Google ... Related links.. Boston. Industries. ... Another casualty of the solar industry downturn Ahead of Oracle acquisition, Acme Packet rolls out real-time monitoring Momenta taps into emerging market of biosimilars Bruce Springsteen home where he wrote “Born to Run” for sale ... Bruce Springsteen home where he wrote “Born to Run” for sale EXCLUSIVE ... ....(size: 6.7Kb)
Business Journal
27 Feb 2013
Thomas Grillo Real Estate Editor- Boston Business Journal Email . Twitter ... in Waltham. Mass ... Your News Made Easy ... Sign Up Now ... ... Another casualty of the solar industry downturn Ahead of Oracle acquisition, Acme Packet rolls out real-time monitoring Momenta taps into emerging market of biosimilars Bruce Springsteen home where he wrote “Born to Run” for sale ... Bruce Springsteen home where he wrote “Born to Run” for sale EXCLUSIVE ... ....(size: 6.7Kb)
"Springsteen" redirects here. For other uses, see Springsteen (disambiguation).
| Bruce Springsteen | |
|---|---|
 Springsteen in 2009; Working on a Dream Tour in Valladolid, Spain |
|
| Background information | |
| Also known as | The Boss, Bad Scooter |
| Born | (1949-09-23) September 23, 1949 (age 62) Long Branch, New Jersey, United States |
| Genres | Rock, folk rock, heartland rock, hard rock, roots rock |
| Occupations | Musician, Songwriter |
| Instruments | Vocals, guitar, harmonica, bass guitar, piano, percussion, banjo, drums, keyboards |
| Years active | 1969–present |
| Labels | Columbia |
| Associated acts | The E Street Band, Steel Mill, Miami Horns, The Sessions Band |
| Website | www.brucespringsteen.net |
| Notable instruments | |
| Fender Telecaster Takamine Guitars Gibson J-45 Hohner Marine Band Harmonica Gibson J-200 Gibson ES-335 Gibson Hummingbird |
|
Bruce Frederick Joseph Springsteen (born September 23, 1949), nicknamed "The Boss," is an American singer-songwriter-performer who records and tours with the E Street Band. Springsteen is widely known for his brand of heartland rock, poetic lyrics, and Americana sentiments centered on his native New Jersey.[1]
Springsteen's recordings have included both commercially accessible rock albums and more somber folk-oriented works. His most successful studio albums, Born in the U.S.A. and Born to Run, showcase a talent for finding grandeur in the struggles of daily American life; he has sold more than 65 million albums in the United States and more than 120 million worldwide[2] and he has earned numerous awards for his work, including 21 Grammy Awards, two Golden Globes and an Academy Award. He is widely regarded by many as one of the most influential songwriters of the 20th century, and in 2004, Rolling Stone ranked him as the 23rd Greatest Artist of all time.
Contents |
Early life[link]
Springsteen was born in Long Branch, New Jersey, and spent his childhood and high school years in Freehold Borough. He lived on South Street in Freehold Borough and attended Freehold Borough High School. His father, Douglas Frederick Springsteen, was of Dutch and Irish ancestry and worked, among other vocations, as a bus driver, although he was frequently unemployed; his surname is Dutch for jump stone.[3] His mother, Adele Ann (née Zerilli), was a legal secretary and was of Italian ancestry.[4] His maternal grandfather was born in Vico Equense, a city near Naples. He has two younger sisters, Virginia and Pamela. Pamela had a brief film career, but left acting to pursue still photography full time; she took photos for the Human Touch and Lucky Town albums.
Raised a Roman Catholic,[5] Springsteen attended the St. Rose of Lima Catholic school in Freehold Borough, where he was at odds with the nuns and rejected the strictures imposed upon him, even though some of his later music reflects a Catholic ethos and included a few rock-influenced, traditional Irish-Catholic hymns.[6] Recently in Paris (2012) before the launch of his latest album, Wrecking Ball, he explained that it was his Catholic upbringing rather than political ideology that most influenced his music. He noted in the interview that his faith had given him a "very active spiritual life," although he joked that this "made it very difficult sexually." He added: "Once a Catholic, always a Catholic."[7]
In ninth grade, he transferred to the public Freehold Regional High School, but did not fit in there, either. Old teachers have said he was a "loner, who wanted nothing more than to play his guitar." He completed high school, but felt so uncomfortable that he skipped his own graduation ceremony.[8] He briefly attended Ocean County College, but dropped out.[6]
Career history[link]
1962–1972: Early years[link]
Springsteen had been inspired to take up music at the age of seven after seeing Elvis Presley on The Ed Sullivan Show. At 13, his mother bought him his first guitar for $18; later, she took out a loan to buy the 16-year-old Springsteen a $60 Kent guitar, as he later memorialized in his song "The Wish".
In 1965, he went to the house of Tex and Marion Vinyard, who sponsored young bands in town. They helped him become the lead guitarist and subsequently the lead singer of The Castiles. The Castiles recorded two original songs at a public recording studio in Brick Township and played a variety of venues, including Cafe Wha? in Greenwich Village. Marion Vinyard said that she believed the young Springsteen when he promised he would make it big.[9]
Called for induction when he was 18, Springsteen failed his physical examination and did not serve in Vietnam. In an interview in Rolling Stone magazine in 1984, he said, "When I got on the bus to go take my physical, I thought one thing: I ain't goin'." He had suffered a concussion in a motorcycle accident when he was 17, and this together with his "crazy" behaviour at induction and not taking the tests, was enough to get him a 4F.[10]
In the late 1960s, Springsteen performed briefly in a power trio known as Earth, playing in clubs in New Jersey. Springsteen acquired the nickname "The Boss" during this period as when he played club gigs with a band he took on the task of collecting the band's nightly pay and distributing it amongst his bandmates.[11] Springsteen is not fond of this nickname, due to his dislike of bosses,[12] but seems to have since given it a tacit acceptance. Previously he had the nickname "Doctor".[13] From 1969 through early 1971, Springsteen performed with Steel Mill, which also featured Danny Federici, Vini Lopez, Vinnie Roslin and later Steve Van Zandt and Robbin Thompson. They went on to play the mid-Atlantic college circuit, and also briefly in California. In January 1970 well-known San Francisco Examiner music critic Philip Elwood gave Springsteen credibility in his glowing assessment of Steel Mill: "I have never been so overwhelmed by totally unknown talent." Elwood went on to praise their "cohesive musicality" and, in particular, singled out Springsteen as "a most impressive composer." During this time Springsteen also performed regularly at small clubs in Canton, Massachusetts, Richmond, Virginia, Asbury Park and along the Jersey Shore, quickly gathering a cult following. Other acts followed over the next two years, as Springsteen sought to shape a unique and genuine musical and lyrical style: Dr. Zoom & the Sonic Boom (early–mid 1971), Sundance Blues Band (mid 1971), and The Bruce Springsteen Band (mid 1971–mid 1972). With the addition of pianist David Sancious, the core of what would later become the E Street Band was formed, with occasional temporary additions such as horn sections, "The Zoomettes" (a group of female backing vocalists for "Dr. Zoom") and Southside Johnny Lyon on harmonica. Musical genres explored included blues, R&B, jazz, church music, early rock 'n' roll, and soul. His prolific songwriting ability, with "More words in some individual songs than other artists had in whole albums", as his future record label would describe it in early publicity campaigns, brought his skill to the attention of several people who were about to change his life: new managers Mike Appel and Jim Cretecos, and legendary Columbia Records talent scout John Hammond, who, under Appel's pressure, auditioned Springsteen in May 1972.
Even after Springsteen gained international acclaim, his New Jersey roots showed through in his music, and he often praised "the great state of New Jersey" in his live shows. Drawing on his extensive local appeal, he routinely sold out consecutive nights in major New Jersey, Philadelphia and New York venues. He also made many surprise appearances at The Stone Pony and other shore nightclubs over the years, becoming the foremost exponent of the Jersey Shore sound.
1972–1974: Initial struggle for success[link]
Springsteen signed a record deal with Columbia Records in 1972, with the help of John Hammond, who had signed Bob Dylan to the same label a decade earlier. Springsteen brought many of his New Jersey–based colleagues into the studio with him, thus forming the E Street Band (although it would not be formally named as such for several more years). His debut album, Greetings from Asbury Park, N.J., released in January 1973, established him as a critical favorite,[14] though sales were slow. Because of Springsteen's lyrical poeticism and folk rock–rooted music exemplified on tracks like "Blinded by the Light", (which would later be a hit for Manfred Mann and go to No. 1, making it the only time Springsteen had a No. 1 single as a songwriter), and "For You", as well as the Columbia and Hammond connections, critics initially compared Springsteen to Bob Dylan. "He sings with a freshness and urgency I haven't heard since I was rocked by 'Like a Rolling Stone,'" wrote Crawdaddy magazine editor Peter Knobler in Springsteen's first interview/profile, in March 1973. Crawdaddy discovered Springsteen in the rock press and was his earliest champion.[15] (Springsteen and the E Street Band acknowledged by giving a private performance at the Crawdaddy 10th Anniversary Party in New York City in June 1976.)[16] Music critic Lester Bangs wrote in Creem in 1975 that when Springsteen's first album was released "... many of us dismissed it: he wrote like Bob Dylan and Van Morrison, sang like Van Morrison and Robbie Robertson, and led a band that sounded like Van Morrison's."[17] The track "Spirit in the Night" especially showed Morrison's influence, while "Lost in the Flood" was the first of many portraits of Vietnam veterans and "Growin' Up", his first take on the recurring theme of adolescence.
In September 1973 his second album, The Wild, the Innocent & the E Street Shuffle, was released, again to critical acclaim but no commercial success. Springsteen's songs became grander in form and scope, with the E Street Band providing a less folky, more R&B vibe and the lyrics often romanticized teenage street life. "4th of July, Asbury Park (Sandy)" and "Incident on 57th Street" would become fan favorites, and the long, rousing "Rosalita (Come Out Tonight)" continues to rank among Springsteen's most beloved concert numbers.
In the May 22, 1974, issue of Boston's The Real Paper, music critic Jon Landau wrote after seeing a performance at the Harvard Square Theater, "I saw rock and roll's future, and its name is Bruce Springsteen. And on a night when I needed to feel young, he made me feel like I was hearing music for the very first time."[18] Landau subsequently became Springsteen's manager and producer, helping to finish the epic new album, Born to Run. Given an enormous budget in a last-ditch effort at a commercially viable record, Springsteen became bogged down in the recording process while striving for a wall of sound production. But, fed by the release of an early mix of "Born to Run" to progressive rock radio, anticipation built toward the album's release. All in all the album took more than 14 months to record, with six months alone spent on the song "Born To Run". During this time Springsteen battled with anger and frustration over the album, saying he heard "sounds in [his] head" that he could not explain to the others in the studio. It was during these recording sessions that "Miami" Steve Van Zandt would stumble into the studio just in time to help Springsteen organize the horn section on "Tenth Avenue Freeze-Out" (it is his only written contribution to the album), and eventually led to his joining the E Street Band.[citation needed] Van Zandt had been a long-time friend of Springsteen, as well as a collaborator on earlier musical projects, and understood where he was coming from, which helped him to translate some of the sounds Springsteen was hearing. Still, by the end of the grueling recording sessions, Springsteen was not satisfied, and, upon first hearing the finished album, threw the record into the alley and told Jon Landau he would rather just cut the album live at The Bottom Line, a place he often played.[19]
1975–1983: Breakthrough[link]
On August 13, 1975, Springsteen and the E Street Band began a five-night, 10-show stand at New York's Bottom Line club. The engagement attracted major media attention, was broadcast live on WNEW-FM, and convinced many skeptics that Springsteen was for real. (Decades later, Rolling Stone magazine would name the stand as one of the 50 Moments That Changed Rock and Roll.[20]) With the release of Born to Run on August 25, 1975, Springsteen finally found success. The album peaked at No. 3 on the Billboard 200, and while there were no hit singles, "Born to Run" (Billboard No. 23), "Thunder Road", "Tenth Avenue Freeze-Out" (Billboard No. 83), and "Jungleland" all received massive album-oriented rock airplay and remain perennial favorites on many classic rock stations. The songwriting and recording was more disciplined than before, while still maintaining an epic feel. With its panoramic imagery, thundering production and desperate optimism, Born to Run is considered by some fans to be among the best rock and roll albums of all time and Springsteen's finest work. It established him as a sincere and dynamic rock and roll personality who spoke for and in the voice of a large part of the rock audience. To cap off the triumph, Springsteen appeared on the covers of both Time and Newsweek in the same week, on October 27 of that year. So great did the wave of publicity become that Springsteen eventually rebelled against it during his first venture overseas, tearing down promotional posters before a concert appearance in London.
A legal battle with former manager Mike Appel kept Springsteen out of the studio for nearly a year, during which time he kept the E Street Band together through extensive touring across the U.S. Despite the optimistic fervor with which he often performed, his new songs had taken a more somber tone than much of his previous work. Reaching settlement with Appel in 1977, Springsteen returned to the studio, and the subsequent sessions produced Darkness on the Edge of Town (1978). Musically, this album was a turning point in Springsteen's career. Gone were the raw, rapid-fire lyrics, outsized characters and long, multi-part musical compositions of the first two albums; now the songs were leaner and more carefully drawn and began to reflect Springsteen's growing intellectual and political awareness. The cross-country 1978 tour to promote the album would become legendary for the intensity and length of its shows.[citation needed]
By the late 1970s, Springsteen had earned a reputation in the pop world as a songwriter whose material could provide hits for other bands. Manfred Mann's Earth Band had achieved a U.S. No. 1 pop hit with a heavily rearranged version of Greetings' "Blinded by the Light" in early 1977. Patti Smith reached No. 13 with her take on Springsteen's unreleased "Because the Night" (with revised lyrics by Smith) in 1978, while The Pointer Sisters hit No. 2 in 1979 with Springsteen's also unreleased "Fire".
In September 1979, Springsteen and the E Street Band joined the Musicians United for Safe Energy anti-nuclear power collective at Madison Square Garden for two nights, playing an abbreviated set while premiering two songs from his upcoming album. The subsequent No Nukes live album, as well as the following summer's No Nukes documentary film, represented the first official recordings and footage of Springsteen's fabled live act, as well as Springsteen's first tentative dip into political involvement.
Springsteen continued to consolidate his thematic focus on working-class life with the 20-song double album The River in 1980, which included an intentionally paradoxical range of material from good-time party rockers to emotionally intense ballads, and finally yielded his first hit Top Ten single as a performer, "Hungry Heart". This album marked a shift in Springsteen's music toward a pop-rock sound that was all but missing from any of his earlier work.[citation needed]This is apparent in the stylistic adoption of certain eighties pop-rock hallmarks like the reverberating-tenor drums, very basic percussion/guitar and repetitive lyrics apparent in many of the tracks. The title song pointed to Springsteen's intellectual direction, while a couple of the lesser-known tracks presaged his musical direction. The album sold well, becoming his first topper on the Billboard Pop Albums chart, and a long tour in 1980 and 1981 followed, featuring Springsteen's first extended playing of Europe and ending with a series of multi-night arena stands in major cities in the U.S.
The River was followed in 1982 by the stark solo acoustic Nebraska. Recording sessions had been held to expand on a demo tape Springsteen had made at his home on a simple, low-tech four-track tape deck. However during the recording process Springsteen and producer Landau realized the songs worked better as solo acoustic numbers than full band renditions and the original demo tape was released as the album. Although the recordings of the E Street Band were shelved, other songs from these sessions would later be released, including "Born in the U.S.A." and "Glory Days". According to the Marsh biographies, Springsteen was in a depressed state when he wrote this material, and the result is a brutal depiction of American life. While Nebraska did not sell as well as Springsteen's two previous albums, it garnered widespread critical praise (including being named "Album of the Year" by Rolling Stone magazine's critics) and influenced later significant works by other major artists, including U2's album The Joshua Tree. It helped inspire the musical genre known as lo-fi music, becoming a cult favorite among indie-rockers. Springsteen did not tour in conjunction with Nebraska's release.
1984–1991: Commercial and popular phenomenon[link]
Springsteen probably is best known for his album Born in the U.S.A. (1984), which sold 15 million copies in the U.S. and became one of the best-selling albums of all time, with seven singles hitting the Top 10, and the massively successful world tour that followed it. The title track was a bitter commentary on the treatment of Vietnam veterans, some of whom were Springsteen's friends and bandmates. The lyrics in the verses were entirely unambiguous when listened to, but the anthemic music and the title of the song made it hard for many, from politicians to the common person, to get the lyrics—except those in the chorus, which could be read many ways.[21] The song was widely misinterpreted as jingoistic, and in connection with the 1984 presidential campaign became the subject of considerable folklore. Springsteen also turned down several million dollars offered by the Chrysler Corporation to use the song in a car commercial. (In later years, to eliminate the bombast and make the song's original meaning more explicitly clear, Springsteen performed the song accompanied only by acoustic guitar. An acoustic version also appeared on Tracks, a later album.) "Dancing in the Dark" was the biggest of seven hit singles from Born in the U.S.A., peaking at No. 2 on the Billboard music charts. The music video for the song featured a young Courteney Cox dancing on stage with Springsteen, an appearance which helped kickstart the actress's career. The song "Cover Me" was written by Springsteen for Donna Summer, but his record company persuaded him to keep it for the new album. A big fan of Summer's work, Springsteen wrote another song for her, "Protection". Videos for the album were made by noted film directors Brian De Palma and John Sayles. Springsteen was featured on the "We Are the World" song and album in 1985. His live single "Trapped" from that album received moderate airplay on U.S. Top 40 stations as well as reaching No. 1 on the Billboard Top Rock Tracks chart.[22]
During the Born in the U.S.A. Tour, Springsteen met actress Julianne Phillips, whom he would marry in 1985.
The Born in the U.S.A. period represented the height of Springsteen's visibility in popular culture and the broadest audience demographic he would ever reach (aided by the release of Arthur Baker's dance mixes of three of the singles). Live/1975–85, a five-record box set (also on three cassettes or three CDs), was released near the end of 1986 and became the first box set to debut at No. 1 on the U.S. album charts. It is one of the most commercially successful live albums of all time, ultimately selling 13 million units in the U.S. Live/1975–85 summed up Springsteen's career to that point and displayed some of the elements that made his shows so powerful to his fans: the switching from mournful dirges to party rockers and back; the communal sense of purpose between artist and audience; the long, intense spoken passages before songs, including those describing Springsteen's difficult relationship with his father; and the instrumental prowess of the E Street Band, such as in the long coda to "Racing in the Street". Despite its popularity, some fans and critics felt the album's song selection could have been better. Springsteen concerts are the subjects of frequent bootleg recording and trading among fans.
During the 1980s, several Springsteen fanzines were launched, including Backstreets magazine, which started in Seattle and continues today as a glossy publication, now in communication with Springsteen's management and official website.
After this commercial peak, Springsteen released the much more sedate and contemplative Tunnel of Love album (1987), a mature reflection on the many faces of love found, lost and squandered, which only selectively used the E Street Band. It presaged the breakup of his marriage to Julianne Phillips and described some of his unhappinesses in the relationship. Reflecting the challenges of love in "Brilliant Disguise", Springsteen sang:
| “ | I heard somebody call your name, from underneath our willow. I saw something tucked in shame, underneath your pillow. Well I've tried so hard baby, but I just can't see. What a woman like you is doing with me. | ” |
The subsequent Tunnel of Love Express tour shook up fans with changes to the stage layout, favorites dropped from the set list, and horn-based arrangements. During the European leg in 1988, Springsteen's relationship with backup singer Patti Scialfa became public and Phillips and Springsteen filed for divorce in 1988.[23] Later in 1988, Springsteen headlined the worldwide Human Rights Now! tour for Amnesty International. In late 1989 he dissolved the E Street Band, and he and Scialfa relocated to California, marrying in 1991.
1992–2001: Artistic and commercial ups and downs[link]
In 1992, after risking fan accusations of "going Hollywood" by moving to Los Angeles (a radical move for someone so linked to the blue-collar life of the Jersey Shore) and working with session musicians, Springsteen released two albums at once. Human Touch and Lucky Town were even more introspective than any of his previous work and displayed a newly revealed confidence. As opposed to his first two albums, which dreamed of happiness, and his next four, which showed him growing to fear it, at points during the Lucky Town album, Springsteen actually claims happiness for himself.
An electric band appearance on the acoustic MTV Unplugged television program (later released as In Concert/MTV Plugged) was poorly received and further cemented fan dissatisfaction. Springsteen seemed to realize this a few years hence when he spoke humorously of his late father during his Rock and Roll Hall of Fame acceptance speech:
| “ | I've gotta thank him because – what would I conceivably have written about without him? I mean, you can imagine that if everything had gone great between us, we would have had disaster. I would have written just happy songs – and I tried it in the early '90s and it didn't work; the public didn't like it.[24] | ” |
A multiple Grammy Award winner, Springsteen also won an Academy Award in 1994 for his song "Streets of Philadelphia", which appeared the soundtrack to the film Philadelphia. The song, along with the film, was applauded by many for its sympathetic portrayal of a gay man dying of AIDS.[citation needed] The music video for the song shows Springsteen's actual vocal performance, recorded using a hidden microphone, to a prerecorded instrumental track.[citation needed] This technique was developed on the "Brilliant Disguise" video.
In 1995, after temporarily re-organizing the E Street Band for a few new songs recorded for his first Greatest Hits album (a recording session that was chronicled in the documentary Blood Brothers), he released his second (mostly) solo guitar album, The Ghost of Tom Joad, inspired by John Steinbeck's The Grapes of Wrath and by Journey to Nowhere: The Saga of the New Underclass, a book by Pulitzer Prize-winners author Dale Maharidge and photographer Michael Williamson. This was generally less well-received than the similar Nebraska, due to the minimal melody, twangy vocals, and political nature of most of the songs, although some praised it for giving voice to immigrants and others who rarely have one in American culture. The lengthy, worldwide, small-venue solo acoustic Ghost of Tom Joad Tour that followed successfully featured many of his older songs in drastically reshaped acoustic form, although Springsteen had to explicitly remind his audiences to be quiet and not to clap during the performances.
Following the tour, Springsteen moved back to New Jersey with his family.[25] In 1998, Springsteen released the sprawling, four-disc box set of out-takes, Tracks. Subsequently, Springsteen would acknowledge that the 1990s were a "lost period" for him: "I didn't do a lot of work. Some people would say I didn't do my best work."[26]
Springsteen was inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame in 1999 by Bono of U2, a favor he returned in 2005.
In 1999, Springsteen and the E Street Band officially came together again and went on the extensive Reunion Tour, lasting over a year. Highlights included a record sold-out, 15-show run at Continental Airlines Arena in East Rutherford, New Jersey and a ten-night, sold-out engagement at New York City's Madison Square Garden which ended the tour. The final two shows were recorded for an HBO Concert, with corresponding DVD and album releases as Bruce Springsteen & the E Street Band: Live in New York City. A new song, "American Skin (41 Shots)", about the police shooting of Amadou Diallo which was played at these shows proved controversial.
In November 2000, Springsteen filed legal action against Jeff Burgar which accused him of registering the domain brucespringsteen.com (along with several other celebrity domains) in bad faith to funnel web users to his Celebrity 1000 portal site. Once the legal complaint was filed, Burgar pointed the domain to a Springsteen biography and message board. In February 2001, Springsteen lost his dispute with Burgar. A WIPO panel ruled 2 to 1 in favor of Burgar.[27][28]
On Labor Day 2001 Springsteen played at Donovan's Reef in Sea Bright, NJ, surprising a local cover band named Brian Kirk and the Jerks and performed "Rosalita" with them showing his support and love.
2002–2007: Return to success[link]
File:RisingTourGiantsStadiumLot.jpg
The scene outside the Giants Stadium parking lot for banner-marked, record-setting, 10-night stand of The Rising Tour during July 2003.
In 2002, Springsteen released his first studio effort with the full band in 18 years, The Rising, produced by Brendan O'Brien. The album, mostly a reflection on the September 11 attacks, was a critical and popular success. (Many of the songs were influenced by phone conversations Springsteen had with family members of victims of the attacks who in their obituaries had mentioned how his music touched their lives.) The title track gained airplay in several radio formats, and the record became Springsteen's best-selling album of new material in 15 years. Kicked off by an early-morning Asbury Park appearance on The Today Show, The Rising Tour commenced, barnstorming through a series of single-night arena stands in the U.S. and Europe to promote the album in 2002, then returning for large-scale, multiple-night stadium shows in 2003. While Springsteen had maintained a loyal hardcore fan base everywhere (and particularly in Europe), his general popularity had dipped over the years in some southern and midwestern regions of the U.S. But it was still strong in Europe and along the U.S. coasts, and he played an unprecedented 10 nights in Giants Stadium in New Jersey, a ticket-selling feat to which no other musical act has come close.[29] During these shows Springsteen thanked those fans who were attending multiple shows and those who were coming from long distances or another country; the advent of robust Bruce-oriented online communities had made such practices more common. The Rising Tour came to a final conclusion with three nights in Shea Stadium, highlighted by renewed controversy over "American Skin" and a guest appearance by Bob Dylan.
During the early 2000s, Springsteen became a visible advocate for the revitalization of Asbury Park, and played an annual series of winter holiday concerts there to benefit various local businesses, organizations, and causes. These shows were explicitly intended for the devoted fans, featuring numbers such as the E Street Shuffle outtake "Thundercrack", a rollicking group-participation song that would mystify casual Springsteen fans. He also frequently rehearses for tours in Asbury Park; some of his most devoted followers even go so far as to stand outside the building to hear what fragments they can of the upcoming shows. The song "My City of Ruins" was originally written about Asbury Park, in honor of the attempts to revitalize the city. Looking for an appropriate song for a post-Sept. 11 benefit concert honoring New York City, he selected "My City of Ruins", which was immediately recognized as an emotional highlight of the concert, with its gospel themes and its heartfelt exhortations to "Rise up!" The song became associated with post-9/11 New York, and he chose it to close The Rising album and as an encore on the subsequent tour.
At the Grammy Awards of 2003, Springsteen performed The Clash's "London Calling" along with Elvis Costello, Dave Grohl, and E Street Band member Steven Van Zandt and No Doubt's bassist, Tony Kanal, in tribute to Joe Strummer; Springsteen and the Clash had once been considered multiple-album-dueling rivals at the time of the double The River and the triple Sandinista!. In 2004, Springsteen and the E Street Band participated in the "Vote for Change" tour, along with John Mellencamp, John Fogerty, the Dixie Chicks, Pearl Jam, R.E.M., Bright Eyes, the Dave Matthews Band, Jackson Browne, and other musicians. All concerts were to be held in swing states, to benefit the liberalism political organization group America Coming Together and to encourage people to register and vote. A finale was held in Washington, D.C., bringing many of the artists together. Several days later, Springsteen held one more such concert in New Jersey, when polls showed that state surprisingly close. While in past years Springsteen had played benefits for causes in which he believed – against nuclear energy, for Vietnam veterans, Amnesty International, and the Christic Institute – he had always refrained from explicitly endorsing candidates for political office (indeed he had rejected the efforts of Walter Mondale to attract an endorsement during the 1984 Reagan "Born in the U.S.A." flap). This new stance led to criticism and praise from the expected partisan sources. Springsteen's "No Surrender" became the main campaign theme song for John Kerry's unsuccessful presidential campaign; in the last days of the campaign, he performed acoustic versions of the song and some of his other old songs at Kerry rallies.
Devils & Dust was released on April 26, 2005, and was recorded without the E Street Band. It is a low-key, mostly acoustic album, in the same vein as Nebraska and The Ghost of Tom Joad although with a little more instrumentation. Some of the material was written almost 10 years earlier during, or shortly after, the Ghost of Tom Joad Tour, a couple of them being performed then but never released.[30] The title track concerns an ordinary soldier's feelings and fears during the Iraq War. Starbucks rejected a co-branding deal for the album, due in part to some sexually explicit content but also because of Springsteen's anti-corporate politics. The album entered the album charts at No. 1 in 10 countries (United States, Austria, Switzerland, Sweden, Denmark, Italy, Germany, the Netherlands, the United Kingdom, and Ireland). Springsteen began the solo Devils & Dust Tour at the same time as the album's release, playing both small and large venues. Attendance was disappointing in a few regions, and everywhere (other than in Europe) tickets were easier to get than in the past. Unlike his mid-1990s solo tour, he performed on piano, electric piano, pump organ, autoharp, ukulele, banjo, electric guitar, and stomping board, as well as acoustic guitar and harmonica, adding variety to the solo sound. (Offstage synthesizer, guitar, and percussion were also used for some songs.) Unearthly renditions of "Reason to Believe", "The Promised Land", and Suicide's "Dream Baby Dream" jolted audiences to attention, while rarities, frequent set list changes, and a willingness to keep trying even through audible piano mistakes kept most of his loyal audiences happy.
In November 2005, Sirius Satellite Radio started a 24-hour, seven-day-a-week radio station on Channel 10 called E Street Radio. This channel featured commercial-free Bruce Springsteen music, including rare tracks, interviews, and daily concerts of Bruce Springsteen & the E Street Band recorded throughout their career.
In April 2006, Springsteen released We Shall Overcome: The Seeger Sessions, an American roots music project focused around a big folk sound treatment of 15 songs popularized by the radical musical activism of Pete Seeger. It was recorded with a large ensemble of musicians including only Patti Scialfa, Soozie Tyrell, and The Miami Horns from past efforts. In contrast to previous albums, this was recorded in only three one-day sessions, and frequently one can hear Springsteen calling out key changes live as the band explores its way through the tracks. The Bruce Springsteen with The Seeger Sessions Band Tour began the same month, featuring the 18-strong ensemble of musicians dubbed The Seeger Sessions Band (and later shortened to The Sessions Band). Seeger Sessions material was heavily featured, as well as a handful of (usually drastically rearranged) Springsteen numbers. The tour proved very popular in Europe, selling out everywhere and receiving some excellent reviews,[31] but newspapers reported that a number of U.S. shows suffered from sparse attendance.[32][33][34] By the end of 2006, the Seeger Sessions tour toured Europe twice and toured America for only a short span. Bruce Springsteen with The Sessions Band: Live in Dublin, containing selections from three nights of November 2006 shows at The Point Theatre in Dublin, Ireland, was released the following June.
Springsteen's next album, titled Magic, was released on October 2, 2007. Recorded with the E Street Band, it featured 10 new Springsteen songs plus "Long Walk Home", performed once with the Sessions band, and a hidden track (the first included on a Springsteen studio release), "Terry's Song", a tribute to Springsteen's long-time assistant Terry Magovern, who died on July 30, 2007.[35] The first single, "Radio Nowhere", was made available for a free download on August 28. On October 7, Magic debuted at No. 1 in Ireland and the UK. Greatest Hits reentered the Irish charts at No. 57, and Live in Dublin almost cracked the top 20 in Norway again. Sirius Satellite Radio also restarted E Street Radio on Channel 10 on September 27, 2007, in anticipation of Magic.[36] Radio conglomerate Clear Channel Communications was alleged to have sent an edict to its classic rock stations to not play any songs from the new album, while continuing to play older Springsteen material. However, Clear Channel Adult Alternative (or "AAA") station KBCO did play tracks from the album, undermining the allegations of a corporate blackout.[37] The Springsteen and E Street Band Magic Tour began at the Hartford Civic Center with the album's release and continued through North America and Europe. Springsteen and the band performed live[38] on NBC's Today Show in advance of the opener. Longtime E Street Band organist Danny Federici left the tour in November 2007 to pursue treatment for melanoma[39] from which he would die in 2008.[40]
2008–present: Recent activities[link]
Springsteen at a rally for the presidential candidate Barack Obama
Cleveland, Ohio on November 2, 2008
Springsteen supported Barack Obama's 2008 presidential campaign, announcing his endorsement in April 2008[41] and going on to appear at several Obama rallies as well as performing several solo acoustic performances in support of Obama's campaign throughout 2008,[42] culminating with a November 2 rally where he debuted "Working On A Dream" in a duet with Scialfa.[43] At an Ohio rally, Springsteen discussed the importance of "truth, transparency and integrity in government, the right of every American to have a job, a living wage, to be educated in a decent school, and a life filled with the dignity of work, the promise and the sanctity of home...But today those freedoms have been damaged and curtailed by eight years of a thoughtless, reckless and morally-adrift administration."[44]
Following Obama's electoral victory on November 4, Springsteen's song "The Rising" was the first song played over the loudspeakers after Obama's victory speech in Chicago's Grant Park. Springsteen was the musical opener for the Obama Inaugural Celebration on January 18, 2009 which was attended by over 400,000.[45] He performed "The Rising" with an all-female choir. Later he performed Woody Guthrie's "This Land Is Your Land" with Pete Seeger.
On June 18, 2008, Springsteen appeared live from Europe at the Tim Russert tribute at the Kennedy Center in Washington, D.C., to play one of Russert's favorite songs, "Thunder Road". Springsteen dedicated the song to Russert, who was "one of Springsteen's biggest fans."[citation needed]
On January 11, 2009, Springsteen won the Golden Globe Award for Best Song for "The Wrestler", from the Mickey Rourke film by the same name.[46] After receiving a heartfelt letter from Mickey Rourke, Springsteen supplied the song for the film for free.[47]
Springsteen performed at the halftime show at Super Bowl XLIII on February 1, 2009,[48] agreeing to do it after many previous offers.[49] A few days before the game, Springsteen gave a rare press conference, where he promised a "twelve-minute party."[50][51] His 12:45 set, with the E Street Band and the Miami Horns, included abbreviated renditions of "Tenth Avenue Freeze-Out"", "Born to Run", "Working on a Dream", and "Glory Days", the latter complete with football references. The set of appearances and promotional activities led Springsteen to say, "This has probably been the busiest month of my life."[52]
Springsteen's Working on a Dream album was released in late January 2009[53] and the supporting Working on a Dream Tour ran from April 2009 until November 2009. The tour featured few songs from the new album, with instead set lists dominated by classics and selections reflecting the ongoing late-2000s recession.[54] The tour also featured Springsteen playing songs requested by audience members holding up signs as on the final stages of the Magic Tour.[54] Drummer Max Weinberg was replaced for some shows by his 18-year-old son Jay Weinberg, so that the former could serve his role as bandleader on The Tonight Show with Conan O'Brien.[54] During this tour, Springsteen and the band made their first real foray in the world of music festivals, headlining nights at the Pinkpop Festival in the Netherlands, Festival des Vieilles Charrues in France, the Bonnaroo Music Festival in the United States and the Glastonbury Festival in the UK[55] and Hard Rock Calling in the UK.[56] Several shows on the tour featured full album presentations of Born to Run, Darkness on the Edge of Town, or Born in the U.S.A.[57] The band performed a stretch of five final shows at his homestate Giants Stadium, opening with a new song highlighting the historic stadium, and his Jersey roots, named "Wrecking Ball".[58] The tour ended as scheduled in Buffalo, NY in November 2009 amid speculation that it was the last performance ever by the E Street Band, but during the show Springsteen said it was goodbye “for a little while.”[59] A DVD from the Working on a Dream Tour entitled London Calling: Live in Hyde Park was released in 2010.
In addition to his own touring, Springsteen made a number of appearances at tribute and benefit concerts during 2009, including The Clearwater Concert, a celebration of Pete Seeger's 90th birthday, the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame's 25th anniversary benefit concert,[60] a benefit for the advocacy group Autism Speaks at Carnegie Hall.[61] On January 22, 2010, he joined many well-known artists to perform on Hope for Haiti Now: A Global Benefit for Earthquake Relief,[62] organized by George Clooney to raise money to help the victims of the 2010 Haiti earthquake.
File:American Land ESB Fireworks Giants 100309.jpg
Fireworks go off at the conclusion of the "E! Street! Band!" exhortation during the final shows at Giants Stadium.
In 2009, Springsteen performed in The People Speak, a documentary feature film that uses dramatic and musical performances of the letters, diaries, and speeches of everyday Americans, based on historian Howard Zinn's A People's History of the United States.[63]
Springsteen was among the recipients of the Kennedy Center Honors, an annual award to figures from the world of arts for their contribution to American culture, in December 2009.[64] President Obama gave a speech in which he talked about how Springsteen has incorporated the life of regular Americans in his expansive pallette of songs and how his concerts are beyond the typical rock-and-roll concerts, how, apart from being high-energy concerts, they are "communions". He ended the remark "while I am the president, he is The Boss". Tributes were paid by several well-known celebrities including Jon Stewart (who described Springsteen's "unprecedented combination of lyrical eloquence, musical mastery and sheer unbridled, unadulterated joy"). A musical tribute featured John Mellencamp, Ben Harper, and Jennifer Nettles, Melissa Etheridge, Eddie Vedder, and Sting.
The 2000s ended with Springsteen being named one of eight Artists of the Decade by Rolling Stone magazine[65] and with Springsteen's tours ranking him fourth among artists in total concert grosses for the decade.[66]
In September 2010, a documentary about the making of his 1978 album Darkness on The Edge of Town was premiered at the Toronto International Film Festival. The film, The Promise: The Making of Darkness on the Edge of Town, was included in a box set reissue of the album, entitled The Promise: The Darkness on the Edge of Town Story, released in November 2010. Also airing on HBO, the documentary explored Springsteen's making of the acclaimed album, and his role in the production and development of the tracks.
Springsteen has finished his next studio album with Ron Aniello,[67] who also co-produced the 2007 album Play It As It Lays, by Springsteen's wife, Patti Scialfa. Ron Aniello also produced "Children's Song" early in 2011, a duet with Springsteen and Scialfa, which was done for a charity project.
Clarence Clemons, the E Street Band's saxophonist since 1972, died on June 18, 2011, of complications from a stroke. “Clarence lived a wonderful life,” Springsteen said in a statement. “He carried within him a love of people that made them love him. He created a wondrous and extended family. He loved the saxophone, loved our fans and gave everything he had every night he stepped on stage.”[68]
Springsteen's 17th studio album, Wrecking Ball, was released on March 6, 2012. On January 13, 2012, Hollywood Reporter released an article describing the sound of the new album. According to the article, the album is Springsteen at his angriest yet and addresses economic justice quite a bit. The article describes the album musically as being very rock-and-roll with unexpected textures, loops, electronic percussion and a variety of influences.[69] The album consists of eleven tracks plus two bonus tracks. Three songs previously only available as live versions, "Wrecking Ball", "Land of Hope and Dreams," and "American Land," appear on the album.[70] The album's first single, "We Take Care of Our Own", was released on January 19, 2012.
On January 24, 2012, Springsteen's official web site announced that the E Street Band will commence a world tour called the Wrecking Ball Tour on March 18, 2012, in Atlanta. The tour will run through at least July 31, 2012, and will consist of at least two legs featuring 51 dates, although the headline "First US Leg of 2012 World Tour" may imply that the tour will continue into autumn 2012 or beyond.[71] As tickets for the first U.S. dates went on sale, many fans were unable to obtain tickets, much like for the 2009 Working on a Dream Tour, allegedly due to a heavy volume of ticket scalpers. Shows sold out within minutes and many tickets appeared, at much higher prices, on resale websites such as StubHub less than an hour after the onsale time. Ticketmaster said web traffic was 2.5 times the highest level of the past year during the online sales and suggested that scalpers played a big role. U.S. Representative Bill Pascrell has called for stronger government oversight of online box offices. Pascrell introduced the BOSS ACT in 2009 to increase transparency in the ticket industry. Pascrell said he would reintroduce the bill to Congress.[72][73]
"Rocky Ground" has been announced as the second single from Wrecking Ball and will be released exclusively as part of Record Store Day on April 21, 2012.
Wrecking Ball became Springsteen's tenth No. 1 album in the United States tying him with Elvis Presley for third most No. 1 albums of all-time. Only The Beatles (19) and Jay-Z (12) have more No. 1 albums. Wrecking Ball knocked out Adele's Grammy winning album, 21 after 23 nonconsecutive weeks at #1.[74]
On March 15, 2012, Springsteen was the keynote speaker at the annual SXSW Conference in Austin, Texas.
Musical style[link]
Bruce Springsteen draws on many musical influences from the reservoir of traditional American popular music, folk, blues and country. From the beginning, rock and roll has been the dominant influence. On his debut album, Greetings from Asbury Park, New Jersey, the folk-influence is clear. An example of the influence of this music genre to Springsteen's music is his song "This Hard Land" which demonstrates a clear influence of the style of Woody Guthrie.[citation needed]
He expanded the range of his musical compositions on his second album, The Wild, the Innocent & the E Street Shuffle.[citation needed] Elements of Latin American music, jazz, soul, and funk influences can be heard; the song "New York City Serenade" is even reminiscent of the music of George Gershwin. These two records prominently featured pianist David Sancious, who left the band shortly into the recording of Springsteen's third album, Born To Run. This album, however, also emphasized the piano, the responsibility now of Roy Bittan.
Earlier in his career, Springsteen has focused more on the rock elements of his music. He initially compressed the sound and developed Darkness On The Edge Of Town just as straightforward as concise musical idiom, for the simple riffs, hard rock guitar solos and clearly recognizable song structures are dominant. He also drew upon a few influences from punk rock on the album, as can be heard on the heavy rhythm following the bridge solo on 'Candy's Room'.[citation needed] His music has been categorized as heartland rock, a style typified by Springsteen, John Fogerty, Tom Petty, Bob Seger, and John Mellencamp. This music has a lyrical reference to the U.S. everyday and the music is kept rather simple and straightforward. This development culminated with Springsteen's hit album Born in the U.S.A., the title song of which has a constantly repeating, fanfare-like keyboard riff and a pounding drum beat. These sounds fit with Springsteen's voice: it cries to the listener the unsentimental story of a disenchanted angry figure. Even songs that can be argued to be album tracks proved to be singles that enjoyed some chart success, such as "My Hometown" and "I'm on Fire", in which the drum line is formed from subtle hi-hat and rim-clicks-shock (shock at the edge of the snare drum) accompanied by synthesizer and Springsteen's soft guitar line. The album, along with some previous records such as "Cadillac Ranch" showed clear rockabilly influences as is evident from his guitar solos, in-fills and vocal styles on these. Another clear influence of early rock n roll on Springsteen's music is evident on the song "Light of Day".
In recent years, Springsteen has changed his music further.[citation needed] There are more folk elements up to the gospel to be heard. His last solo album, Devils and Dust, drew rave reviews not only for Springsteen's complex songwriting, but also for his expressive and sensitive singing.
On the album We Shall Overcome: The Seeger Sessions Springsteen performs folk classics with a folk band, rather than his usual E Street Band. On his ensuing tour he also interpreted some of his own rock songs in a folk style.[citation needed]
The 2007 album Magic was a reflection on the old stadium rock attitude and with its lush arrangements was almost designed to be performed at large stadiums, which also succeeded on the corresponding tour.[citation needed]
Lyrical themes[link]
| "I spent most of my life as a musician measuring the distance between the American dream and American reality" |
| —Bruce Springsteen[75][C] |
Often described as cinematographic in their scope, Springsteen's lyrics frequently explore highly personal themes such as individual commitment, dissatisfaction and dismay with life in a context of every day situations.[76]
It has been recognized that there was a shift in his lyrical approach starting with the album Darkness on the Edge of Town, in which he focused on the emotional struggles of working class life.[77][78]
Politics and activism[link]
Springsteen's music has often contained political themes reflecting his responses to the events occurring around him. A number of these songs contributed to Springsteen’s stardom; many songs cannot be explained without including Springsteen’s political views. The following are a chronological order of the political and activist causes Springsteen has publicly campaigned for:
September 19–23, 1979: Springsteen and the E Street Band joined the Musicians United for Safe Energy anti-nuclear power collective at Madison Square Garden.
August 20, 1981: A Night For The Vietnam Veterans for the Vietnam Veterans’ Association as an appeal to help “heal the physical and psychological wounds inflicted on the soldiers who fought the nation’s most unpopular war”.[79][80]
1984: Turned down several million dollars offered by the Chrysler Corporation to use the song "Born in the U.S.A." in a car commercial.
1985: Featured on the "We Are the World" song and album
1988: Headlined the worldwide Human Rights Now! tour for Amnesty International.
2004: "No Surrender" became the main campaign theme song for John Kerry's unsuccessful presidential campaign; in the last days of the campaign, he performed acoustic versions of the song and some of his other old songs at Kerry rallies.
April 2008: Springsteen announced his endorsement supporting Barack Obama's 2008 presidential campaign.[81] Throughout the year, he showed his support by attending several rallies and performing in support of Obama’s campaign.
2009: Springsteen contributed to the soundtrack of The People Speak by playing guitar and harmonica.
January 2009: Springsteen was the musical opener for the Obama Inaugural Celebration.
May 3, 2009: Springsteen made an appearance at The Clearwater Concert.
October 29 & 30, 2009: Springsteen made an appearance at the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame's 25th anniversary benefit concert.[82]
January 22, 2010: Springsteen made an appearance at Hope for Haiti Now: A Global Benefit for Earthquake Relief.[83]
Springsteen has additionally been associated with various local food banks, particularly with the New Jersey Food bank for many years. During concerts, he usually breaks the routine to announce his support and later matches the total collection during the concert with his own money. During his Charlotte, North Carolina concert on November 3, 2009, he started with a $10,000 donation for the local food bank to start the collections process – which he again matched later.
He has made substantial financial contributions to various workers' unions both in America and in Europe.
Springsteen is a strong supporter of gay rights, particularly marriage equality. In 2009, he urged lawmakers to legalize gay marriage, later posting on his website "I've long believed in and have always spoken out for the rights of same-sex couples".[84]
Personal life[link]
Springsteen and Julianne Phillips (born May 6, 1960) were married from May 13, 1985 to May 1988, when they separated.[85] The two were opposites in background and his traveling took its toll on their relationship. The final blow came when Springsteen began an affair with Patti Scialfa (born July 29, 1953), whom he had dated briefly in 1984 shortly after she joined the band. Phillips and Springsteen separated in the spring of 1988 without making an announcement to the press, and on August 30, 1988, Julianne filed for divorce. The Springsteen/Phillips divorce was finalized on March 1, 1989.
After the separation in 1988, Springsteen began living with Scialfa. Springsteen received press criticism for the hastiness in which he and Scialfa took up their relationship. In a 1995 interview with The Advocate, Springsteen spoke about the negative publicity the couple subsequently received. "It's a strange society that assumes it has the right to tell people whom they should love and whom they shouldn't. But the truth is, I basically ignored the entire thing as much as I could. I said, 'Well, all I know is, this feels real, and maybe I have got a mess going here in some fashion, but that's life.'" He also noted that, "I went through a divorce, and it was really difficult and painful and I was very frightened about getting married again. So part of me said, 'Hey, what does it matter?' But it does matter. It's very different than just living together. First of all, stepping up publicly- which is what you do: You get your license, you do all the social rituals- is a part of your place in society and in some way part of society's acceptance of you...Patti and I both found that it did mean something."[86]
On July 25, 1990 Scialfa gave birth to the couple's first child, Evan James Springsteen. On June 8, 1991 Springsteen and Scialfa married at their Beverly Hills home. Their second child, Jessica Rae Springsteen, was born on December 30, 1991; and their third child, Samuel Ryan Springsteen, was born on January 5, 1994.[87] The family owns and lives on a horse farm in Colts Neck, New Jersey. They also own homes in Wellington, Florida, a wealthy horse community near West Palm Beach, Los Angeles and Rumson, New Jersey. Their eldest son, Evan, attends Boston College. Their daughter Jessica is a nationally ranked champion equestrian,[88] and attends Duke University.
Since 1991, Springsteen has led a relatively quiet life for a well-known popular performer and artist.[89] He moved from Los Angeles to New Jersey in the early 1990s specifically to raise a family in a non-paparazzi environment.[89] It has been reported that the press conference regarding the 2009 Super Bowl XLIII half-time show was his first press conference for more than 25 years.[90] However, he has appeared in a few radio interviews, most notably on NPR and BBC.[citation needed] 60 Minutes aired his last extensive interview on TV[91] before his tour to support his album, Magic.
Bands[link]
Bruce Springsteen has been a member of, or has been backed by, several bands during his career, most notably The E Street Band.
His earliest known band is The Castiles.
Prior to signing his first record deal in 1972, Springsteen was a member of several bands including Steel Mill. In October 1972 he formed a new band for the recording of his debut album Greetings from Asbury Park, N.J., which became known as The E Street Band, although the name was not officially introduced until September 1974.[92][93] The E Street Band performed on all of Springsteen's recorded works from his debut until 1982's Nebraska, a solo album on which Springsteen himself played all the instruments.[citation needed] The full band returned for the next album Born in the USA, but there then followed a period from 1988 to 1999 in which albums were recorded with session musicians. The E Street Band were briefly reunited in 1995 for new contributions to the Greatest Hits compilation, and on a more permanent basis from 1999, since which time they have recorded 3 albums together (The Rising, Magic and Working on a Dream) and performed a number of high profile tours.
The 2005 album Devils & Dust was largely a solo recording, with some contribution from session musicians and the 2006 folk rock We Shall Overcome: The Seeger Sessions album was recorded and toured with another band, known as The Sessions Band. In the summer of 2012, Raymond Bernero will join Bruce on the stage at Wrigely Field in Chicago.
Earlier Bands:[94] The Castiles, Earth, Child, Steel Mill, Sundance Blues Band, Dr Zoom and the Sonic Boom, Bruce Springsteen Band.
E Street Band[link]
Main article: E Street Band
Current members:
- Bruce Springsteen – lead vocals, lead and rhythm guitar, harmonica, piano
- Patti Scialfa – backing and duet vocals, acoustic guitar, percussion
- Garry Tallent – bass guitar, tuba
- Roy Bittan – piano, keyboards
- Max Weinberg – drums, percussion
- Steven Van Zandt – lead and rhythm guitar,[95][96] backing vocals, mandolin
- Nils Lofgren – lead and rhythm guitar, pedal steel guitar, backing vocals
With:
- Soozie Tyrell – violin, acoustic guitar, percussion, backing vocals [A]
- Charles Giordano – organ, accordion, glockenspiel[B]
Former members:
- 1973–2011 Clarence Clemons (deceased) – tenor, baritone and soprano saxophones, backing vocals, percussion
- 1973–2008 Danny Federici (deceased) – organ, accordion, backing vocals
Film[link]
Music used in films[link]
Springsteen's music has been used in many films and he has also written and performed several works specifically for films, examples include Philadelphia, Dead Man Walking, Jerry Maguire, and The Wrestler.
| Film | Year of film release | Song(s) | Notes |
|---|---|---|---|
| Dead End Street | 1982 | "Point Blank", "Hungry Heart" and "Jungleland" | First use of Springsteen's music in film |
| Risky Business | 1983 | Hungry Heart | |
| Baby, It's You | 1983 | "It's Hard To Be A Saint In The City", "The E Street Shuffle", "She's The One" and "Adam Raised A Cain" | Film directed by John Sayles who later directed music videos for songs from Born in the U.S.A. and Tunnel of Love. |
| Ruthless People | 1986 | "Stand on It" (Tracks version) | |
| Light of Day | 1987 | "(Just Around the Corner to the) Light of Day" | Song written for the film. |
| In Country | 1989 | "I'm On Fire" | Film also contained many Springsteen references. |
| Thunderheart | 1992 | "Badlands" (instrumental version) | |
| Honeymoon in Vegas | 1992 | "Viva Las Vegas" | A 1964 song originally recorded by Elvis Presley. |
| Philadelphia | 1993 | "Streets of Philadelphia" | Song written for film. Won an Oscar.[97] |
| Dead Man Walking | 1995 | "Dead Man Walkin'" | Song written for film. Nominated for an Oscar.[98] |
| The Crossing Guard | 1995 | "Missing" | Song was later released in 2003 on The Essential Bruce Springsteen. |
| Jerry Maguire | 1996 | "Secret Garden" | |
| Cop Land | 1997 | "Drive All Night" and "Stolen Car" | Sylvester Stallone's character plays the songs on his turntable. |
| Fierce Creatures | 1997 | "Hungry Heart" | |
| The Wedding Singer | 1998 | "Hungry Heart" | |
| A Night at the Roxbury | 1998 | "Secret Garden" | |
| Big Daddy | 1999 | "Growin' Up" | Played over a montage near the end of the film. |
| Limbo | 1999 | "Lift Me Up" | Another John Sayles film. |
| High Fidelity | 2000 | "The River" and Blues Guitar Riff | Blues riff played by Springsteen, on-screen during his cameo appearance. "Nebraska" played from vinyl on turntable. |
| The Perfect Storm | 2000 | "Hungry Heart" | |
| 25th Hour | 2002 | "The Fuse" | |
| Grand Theft Parsons | 2003 | "Blood Brothers" | |
| Jersey Girl | 2004 | "Jersey Girl" | Cover of the Tom Waits version |
| Reign Over Me | 2007 | "Drive All Night" and "Out In The Street" | The album The River was also well mentioned in the movie. |
| In the Land of Women | 2007 | "Iceman" | [99] |
| The Heartbreak Kid | 2007 | "Rosalita (Come Out Tonight)" | |
| Lucky You | 2007 | "Lucky Town" | |
| The Wrestler | 2008 | "The Wrestler" | Written for the film. The song was awarded a Golden Globe Award for Best Original Song and nominated for the MTV Movie Award as "Best Song From a Movie". |
| Food, Inc. | 2009 | "This Land Is Your Land" | Live version, Bruce Springsteen's performance of the Woody Guthrie song. |
| The Hunter | 2011 | "I'm On Fire" | Willem Dafoe's character sets up a stereo in a tree and uses the song to wake someone sleeping inside the house. |
Films inspired by music[link]
In turn, films have been inspired by his music, including The Indian Runner, written and directed by Sean Penn, which Penn has specifically noted as being inspired by Springsteen's song "Highway Patrolman".[100]
In September 2010, a documentary about the making of his 1978 album Darkness on The Edge of Town was premiered at the Toronto International Film Festival.[101]
Kevin Smith is an admitted "big fan" of fellow New Jersey native Springsteen and named his film Jersey Girl after the Tom Waits song which Springsteen made famous. The song was also used on the soundtrack.
Ricky Gervais and Stephen Merchant have cited Springsteen's "Thunder Road" as having been a heavy influence on their 2010 film Cemetery Junction, employing the song's themes of escape and optimism into their story of 1970s England.
In 2011, Springsteen appears in an independent film made by a local musician Chris Vaughn from New Jersey entitled Jerseyboy Hero where the songwriter/filmmaker documents his journey to get his music out to the world by attempting to reach one of his two local New Jersey legends, Bruce Springsteen or Jon Bon Jovi.[102][103]
Acting[link]
Springsteen made his first on-screen appearance in a brief cameo as himself in High Fidelity in 2000 and it was voted "Best Cameo in a Movie" at the MTV Movie Awards.[104][105]
Discography[link]
Main article: Bruce Springsteen discography
Major studio albums (along with their chart positions in the U.S. Billboard 200 at the time of release):
- 1973: Greetings from Asbury Park, N.J. (No. 60)
- 1973: The Wild, the Innocent & the E Street Shuffle (No. 59)
- 1975: Born to Run (No. 3)
- 1978: Darkness on the Edge of Town (No. 5)
- 1980: The River (No. 1)
- 1982: Nebraska (No. 3)
- 1984: Born in the U.S.A. (No. 1)
- 1987: Tunnel of Love (No. 1)
- 1992: Human Touch (No. 2)
- 1992: Lucky Town (No. 3)
- 1995: The Ghost of Tom Joad (No. 11)
- 2002: The Rising (No. 1)
- 2005: Devils & Dust (No. 1)
- 2006: We Shall Overcome: The Seeger Sessions (No. 3)
- 2007: Magic (No. 1)
- 2009: Working on a Dream (No. 1)
- 2012: Wrecking Ball (No. 1)
Awards and recognition[link]
Grammy Awards[link]
- Springsteen has won 21 Grammy Awards, as follows (years shown are the year the award was given for, not the year in which the ceremony was held):
- Best Rock Vocal Performance, Male, 1984, "Dancing in the Dark"
- Best Rock Vocal Performance, Male, 1987, "Tunnel of Love"
- Song of the Year, 1994, "Streets of Philadelphia"
- Best Rock Song, 1994, "Streets of Philadelphia"
- Best Rock Vocal Performance, Solo, 1994, "Streets of Philadelphia"
- Best Song Written Specifically for a Motion Picture or Television, 1994, "Streets of Philadelphia"
- Best Contemporary Folk Album, 1996, The Ghost of Tom Joad
- Best Rock Album, 2002, The Rising
- Best Rock Song, 2002, "The Rising"
- Best Male Rock Vocal Performance, 2002, "The Rising"
- Best Rock Performance by a Duo or Group with Vocal, 2003, "Disorder in the House" (with Warren Zevon)
- Best Solo Rock Vocal Performance, 2004, "Code of Silence"
- Best Solo Rock Vocal Performance, 2005, "Devils & Dust"
- Best Traditional Folk Album, 2006, The Seeger Sessions: We Shall Overcome
- Best Long Form Music Video, 2006, Wings For Wheels: The Making Of Born to Run
- Best Solo Rock Vocal Performance, 2007, "Radio Nowhere"
- Best Rock Song, 2007, "Radio Nowhere"
- Best Rock Instrumental Performance, 2007, "Once Upon a Time in the West"
- Best Rock Song, 2008, "Girls in Their Summer Clothes"
- Best Solo Rock Vocal Performance, 2009, "Working on a Dream"
- Best Boxed or Special Limited Edition Package, 2011, The Promise: The Darkness on the Edge of Town Story
Golden Globe Awards[link]
- Golden Globe Award for Best Original Song for "Streets of Philadelphia" in 1994.[46]
- Golden Globe Award for Best Original Song for "The Wrestler" in 2009.[46]
Academy Awards[link]
- Academy Award for Best Original Song, 1993, "Streets of Philadelphia" from Philadelphia.[106]
Emmy Awards[link]
- The Bruce Springsteen & the E Street Band: Live In New York City HBO special won two technical Emmy Awards in 2001.[107]
Other recognition[link]
- October 27, 1975: Bruce Springsteen appears simultaneously on the covers of Newsweek and Time
- Polar Music Prize in 1997.[108]
- Inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame, 1999.[109]
- Inducted into the Songwriters Hall of Fame, 1999.[110]
- Inducted into the New Jersey Hall of Fame, 2007.[111]
- "Born to Run" named "The unofficial youth anthem of New Jersey" by the New Jersey state legislature; something Springsteen always found to be ironic, considering that the song "is about leaving New Jersey".[112]
- The minor planet 23990, discovered September 4, 1999, by I. P. Griffin at Auckland, New Zealand, was officially named in his honor.[113]
- Ranked No. 23 on Rolling Stone magazine's 2004 list of the 100 Greatest Artists of All Time.[114]
- Ranked No. 36 on Rolling Stone magazine's 2004 list of the 100 Greatest Singers Of All Time.
- Made Time magazine's 100 Most Influential People Of The Year 2008 list.[115]
- Won Critic's Choice Award for Best Song with "The Wrestler" in 2009.[116]
- Performed at the Super Bowl XLIII half time show.
- Kennedy Center Honors, 2009.
- Rolling Stone magazine also ranked 8 out of 16 Springsteen's studio albums in their 500 Greatest Albums Of All Time list.
- Rolling Stone magazine ranked "Born to Run" and "Thunder Road" in its 500 Greatest Songs Of All Time list, in 21st and 86th, respectively.
- Forbes ranked him 6th in The Celebrity 100 in 2009[117]
- John Steinbeck Award
See also[link]
 |
Book: Bruce Springsteen |
| Wikipedia books are collections of articles that can be downloaded or ordered in print. | |
- List of artists who reached number one on the U.S. Mainstream Rock chart
- List of best selling music artists
Notes[link]
- ^ It is not clear if Tyrell is as full-fledged a band member as the others: some credits and press releases list her as "With" or "Special Guest", while some omit her; on the other hand, Springsteen has stated in interviews that "Soozie is with us."
- ^ Also not clear if Giordano is as full-fledged a band member as the others.
- ^ This quote is an extract from Springsteen's speech from the stage at a rally for presidential candidate Barack Obama on November 2, 2008
References[link]
- ^ Ambrose, Anthony. "inTuneMusic Online: Bruce Springsteen @ East Rutherford 9/30". http://intunemusiconline.com/2009/09/30/bruce-springsteen-east-rutherford-930/. Retrieved October 4, 2009.
- ^ "Top Selling Artists". riaa.com. http://www.riaa.com/goldandplatinumdata.php?table=tblTopArt. Retrieved September 4, 2008.
- ^ "spring would literally mean 'jump'; but idiomatically jumping stone is the correct translation.
- ^ NIAF. "Italian American Contributions". http://www.niaf.org/research/contribution.asp/. Retrieved March 5, 2010. [dead link]
- ^ "Bruce Springsteen – Biography". imdb.com. http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0819803/bio. Retrieved March 21, 2010.
- ^ a b Glory Days: Bruce Springsteen in the 1980s. Dave Marsh, 1987, pg. 88–89.
- ^ Editors, "Boss Talk," THE TABLET, February 25, 2012.
- ^ Springsteen. Robert Hilburn, 1985, p. 28.
- ^ "Musicians' best friends to be honored in Freehold". April 17, 2002. http://newstranscript.gmnews.com/news/2002/0417/Front_page/003.html.
- ^ Loder, Kurt (December 6, 1984). "The Rolling Stone Interview: Bruce Springsteen". Rolling Stone. Archived from the original on April 21, 2009. http://web.archive.org/web/20090421085029/http://www.rollingstone.com/news/coverstory/5933449. Retrieved March 21, 2010.
- ^ Racing in the Street: The Bruce Springsteen Reader, Penguin, 2004.
- ^ Brett, Oliver (January 15, 2009). "'What's in a nickame?'". London: BBC. http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/magazine/7829013.stm. Retrieved January 21, 2009.
- ^ "Backstage With Bruce: Springsteen On His Early Work". National Public Radio. November 15, 2005. http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=100038036. Retrieved February 2, 2009.
- ^ Lester Bangs (July 5, 1973). "Greetings From Asbury Park, NJ". Rolling Stone. http://web.archive.org/web/20071224125845rn_1/www.rollingstone.com/reviews/album/107193/greetings_from_asbury_park_nj. Retrieved March 21, 2010. [dead link]
- ^ "History of Crawdaddy". crawdaddy.com. http://beatpatrol.wordpress.com/2009/08/02/peter-knobler-crawdaddy-2008/. Retrieved March 21, 2010.
- ^ Rockwell, John (May 9, 1976). "Crawdaddy Party Mirrors Magazine". NY Times. http://select.nytimes.com/gst/abstract.html?res=F40C15F93C5B167493CBA9178DD85F428785F9&scp=1&sq=springsteen%20crawdaddy&st=cse. Retrieved March 21, 2010.
- ^ Lester Bangs (1975-11). "Hot Rod Rumble In The Promised Land". Creem. http://home.theboots.net/theboots/articles/bangs_btr_review.html. Retrieved March 21, 2010. [dead link]
- ^ Jon Landau (May 22, 1974). "Growing Young With Rock and Roll". The Real Paper. http://www.ew.com/ew/article/0,,20057685_20057687_20152218,00.html. Retrieved March 21, 2010.
- ^ Cf. Marsh, David, (2003), pp.14, 203, & various.
- ^ "The Moments". Rolling Stone. June 24, 2004. Archived from the original on December 4, 2007. http://web.archive.org/web/20071204181514/http://www.rollingstone.com/news/story/6085455/the_moments/.
- ^ Guterman, Jimmy. Runaway American Dream. Cambridge, MA: Da Capo Press, 2005. 153. Print.
- ^ Billboard. Google Books. May 11, 1985. http://books.google.com/books?id=1CQEAAAAMBAJ&pg=PT52&dq=billboard+1985&hl=en&ei=MQlaTcPLA4nUgAeQg8HdDA&sa=X&oi=book_result&ct=result&resnum=3&ved=0CDMQ6AEwAg#v=onepage&q=billboard%201985&f=false. Retrieved August 21, 2011.
- ^ "Bruce Springsteen biography". http://www.rollingstone.com/artists/brucespringsteen/biography. Retrieved January 21, 2008. Archived from the original on May 23, 2009.
- ^ "Bruce Springsteen's Speech After Being Inducted into the Rock 'n Roll Hall of Fame". http://www.loose-ends.it/halloffame.html.
- ^ Tyrangiel, Josh; Kate Carcaterra (August 5, 2002). "Bruce Rising". Time Magazine: pp. 2 of 6. http://www.time.com/time/magazine/article/0,9171,1002987-2,00.html. Retrieved March 23, 2008.
- ^ Fricke, David (February 5, 2009). "Bringing It All Back Home" (PDF). Rolling Stone. http://www.shorefire.com/media/R1071Bruce_20090123_113016.pdf. Retrieved May 3, 2009.
- ^ WIPO Arbitration and Mediation Center Administrative Panel Decision, Bruce Springsteen -v- Jeff Burgar and Bruce Springsteen Club
- ^ Smith, Andrew "Bruce Springsteen loses cybersquatting dispute", The Register, February 9, 2001.
- ^ Jon Wiederhorn (September 16, 2003). "Springsteen Is Box-Office Boss With Projected $120M Gross". http://www.mtv.com/news/articles/1478248/20030916/story.jhtml.
- ^ ABC News: ABC News[dead link]
- ^ Manzoor, Sarfraz (May 14, 2006). "A runaway American dream". The Guardian (London). http://observer.guardian.co.uk/review/story/0,,1774131,00.html. Retrieved April 27, 2010.
- ^ "Bruce Springsteen and the Seeger Sessions Band – PopMatters Concert Review". Popmatters.com. http://www.popmatters.com/music/concerts/s/springsteen-bruce-060531.shtml. Retrieved August 27, 2010.
- ^ JS Online: Born to strum[dead link]
- ^ "Chicago Tribune". Chicago Tribune. http://www.chicagotribune.com/chi-springsteen-review-story,1,5443206.story?coll=chi-homepagenews-utl. Retrieved August 27, 2010. Archived from the original on June 29, 2011.
- ^ "Terry Magovern, Rest in Peace", Backstreets.com, August 1, 2007. Retrieved August 28, 2007.
- ^ "'E Street Radio' Channel, dedicated to Bruce Springsteen and the E Street Band, returns exclusively to SIRIUS Satellite Radio". http://investor.sirius.com/ReleaseDetail.cfm?ReleaseID=264991. Retrieved January 21, 2008.
- ^ Friedman, Roger (October 30, 2007). "D-Day for Britney Spears: New CD 'Blackout' Drops : D-Day for Britney/Bruce: No Radio Play/Denise Rich Raises $5M for Cancer/Rotten Meets Cruise". Fox News. http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,306164,00.html. Retrieved March 22, 2008.
- ^ "Today Show: The Boss rocks the plaza!". MSNBC. http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/20995086/. Retrieved August 27, 2010.
- ^ "Springsteen Bandmate on Hiatus for Health Reasons". Reuters. November 22, 2007. http://www.reuters.com/article/musicNews/idUSN2122708620071123. Retrieved March 22, 2008.
- ^ Sean Piccoli (April 17, 2008). "Springsteen concert postponed over bandmate's death". South Florida Sun-Sentinel. http://www.sun-sentinel.com/sfl-418brucespingsteen,0,3217057.story. Retrieved April 17, 2008.
- ^ "Springsteen endorses Obama for president". Associated Press for USA Today. April 16, 2008. http://www.usatoday.com/news/politics/election2008/2008-04-16-springsteen_N.htm?csp=34. Retrieved April 16, 2008.
- ^ "Pitchfork: News". Pitchforkmedia.com. http://www.pitchforkmedia.com/article/news/146179-bruce-springsteen-adds-acoustic-obama-shows. Retrieved August 27, 2010. Archived from the original on December 17, 2008.
- ^ "Springsteen plays new 'Working on a Dream' tune at Obama rally in Cleveland". The Plain Dealer. November 2, 2008. http://www.cleveland.com/popmusic/index.ssf/2008/11/springsteen_plays_new_working.html.
- ^ "Bruce Springsteen News – Recording Artists' Eleventh Hour Campaigns – Mostly for Obama". idiomag. November 3, 2008. http://www.idiomag.com/peek/47658/bruce_springsteen. Retrieved November 3, 2008.
- ^ Steve Hendrix and Jonathan Mummolo (January 18, 2009). "Jamming on the Mall for Obama". Washington Post. http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2009/01/18/AR2009011800917.html?hpid=topnews&sid=ST2009011802825&s_pos=.
- ^ a b c "Springsteen, Rahman Snag Musical Golden Globes". Billboard. September 14, 2009. http://www.billboard.com/bbcom/news/springsteen-rahman-snag-musical-golden-globes-1003929219.story. Retrieved August 27, 2010. Archived from the original on January 5, 2011.
- ^ Bardsley, Garth (January 12, 2009). "How Mickey Rourke Got Bruce Springsteen's 'Wrestler' Song – For Free – MTV Movie News". MTV. http://www.mtv.com/news/articles/1602516/how-mickey-rourke-got-bruce-springsteens-wrestler-song-free.jhtml. Retrieved December 7, 2011.
- ^ "Report: "The Boss" to play Super Bowl halftime show". Seattle Post Intelligencer. August 11, 2008. http://www.seattlepi.com/scorecard/nflnews.asp?articleID=237980. [dead link].
- ^ Pareles, Jon (February 1, 2009). "The Rock Laureate". The New York Times. http://www.nytimes.com/2009/02/01/arts/music/01pare.html. Retrieved January 29, 2009.
- ^ Shore Fire Media. Retrieved December 2, 2008.
- ^ Lapointe, Joe (January 30, 2009). "Springsteen Promises ‘12-Minute Party' at Halftime". The New York Times. http://www.nytimes.com/2009/01/30/sports/football/30springsteen.html. Retrieved April 27, 2010.
- ^ Wallace, Lindsay (February 10, 2009). "Bruce Springsteen Exclusive: 'I Didn't Even Know I Was Up For A Grammy!'". MTV News. http://www.mtv.com/news/articles/1604738/20090210/springsteen_bruce.jhtml. Retrieved March 7, 2009.
- ^ "Bruce Springsteen's 'Working On A Dream' Set For January 27 Release On Columbia Records" (Press release). Shore Fire Media. November 17, 2008. http://www.shorefiremedia.com/index.php?a=pressrelease&o=2462. Retrieved November 18, 2008.
- ^ a b c Mervis, Scott (May 17, 2009). "Bruce Springsteen and E Street Band break tradition by improvising set list". Pittsburgh Post-Gazette. http://www.post-gazette.com/pg/09137/970254-388.stm?cmpid=newspanel0. Retrieved June 21, 2009.
- ^ Youngs, Ian (June 28, 2009). "Glastonbury bows down to The Boss". BBC News (London). http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/entertainment/8122365.stm. Retrieved June 29, 2009.
- ^ "Bruce Springsteen covers The Clash at London Hyde Park". NME. UK. June 29, 2009. http://www.nme.com/news/bruce-springsteen/45713. Retrieved June 29, 2009.
- ^ Lustig, Jay (October 10, 2009). "Bruce Springsteen rocks Giants Stadium for the last time". The Star-Ledger. http://www.nj.com/entertainment/music/index.ssf/2009/10/bruce_springsteen_rocks_giants.html. Retrieved October 14, 2009.
- ^ Pareles, Jon (October 11, 2009). "For Springsteen and Giants Stadium, a Last Dance". The New York Times. http://www.nytimes.com/2009/10/12/arts/music/12bruce.html. Retrieved October 14, 2009.
- ^ Green, Andy (November 23, 2009). "Bruce Springsteen and E Street Band "Say Goodbye for a Little While" as Tour Wraps in Buffalo". Rolling Stone. http://www.rollingstone.com/rockdaily/index.php/2009/11/23/bruce-springsteen-and-e-street-say-goodbye-for-a-little-while-as-tour-wraps-in-buffalo/. Retrieved March 4, 2010.
- ^ "The 25th Anniversary Rock & Roll Hall of Fame Concerts". Rockhall25.com. http://www.rockhall25.com/. Retrieved August 27, 2010. Archived from the original on March 9, 2010.
- ^ "Jerry Seinfeld and Bruce Springsteen Headline the Fifth Concert for Autism Speaks at Carnegie Hall on November 17". Autismspeaks.org. September 10, 2009. http://www.autismspeaks.org/press/seinfeld_springsteen_concert.php. Retrieved August 27, 2010.
- ^ "Bruce Springsteen performing 'We Shall Overcome'". http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RSoNzGWJrGs. [dead link]
- ^ "Credits". The People Speak. http://www.thepeoplespeak.com/pages/credits/. Retrieved August 27, 2010. [dead link]
- ^ "Obama honours Bruce Springsteen". BBC News. December 7, 2009. http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/entertainment/8398675.stm. Retrieved April 27, 2010.
- ^ "The Voices: Artists of the Decade". Rolling Stone. http://www.rollingstone.com/issue1094-95. Retrieved December 19, 2009. [dead link]
- ^ "Top Touring Artists of the Decade". Billboard. http://www.billboard.com/#/features/top-touring-artists-of-the-decade-1004053065.story. Retrieved December 19, 2009.
- ^ "Nettwerk Producer Management". Nettwerk Music Group. http://www.nettwerk.com/producer/ron-aniello. Retrieved June 25, 2011.
- ^ "Clarence Clemons dies of complications from stroke". The Wall Street Journal. http://www.nj.com/news/index.ssf/2011/06/clarence_clemons_dies.html. Retrieved November 20, 2011.
- ^ Appelo, Tim. "Bruce Springsteen's New Album Is His 'Angriest' Yet". Hollywood Reporter. http://www.hollywoodreporter.com/news/bruce-springsteen-album-angry-281412. Retrieved January 13, 2012.
- ^ "Bruce Springsteen Announces New Album, Wrecking Ball | News". Pitchfork. January 18, 2012. http://pitchfork.com/news/45149-bruce-springsteen-announces-new-album-wrecking-ball/. Retrieved March 19, 2012.
- ^ "BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN AND THE E STREET BAND ANNOUNCE FIRST US LEG OF 2012 'WRECKING BALL' WORLD TOUR". brucespringsteen.net (official site). http://brucespringsteen.net/news/index.html. Retrieved January 24, 2012.
- ^ Post a Job (January 29, 2012). "Ticketmaster Says Scalpers System as Springsteen Goes on Sale". Businessweek. http://www.businessweek.com/news/2012-01-29/ticketmaster-says-scalpers-system-as-springsteen-goes-on-sale.html. Retrieved April 25, 2012.
- ^ Feldman, Emily. "N.J. Rep. Calls for Gov't Oversight Following Springteen Ticket Glitch". NBC New York. http://www.nbcnewyork.com/news/local/NY-Jersey-Rep-Bill-Pascrell-Slams-Ticketmaster-Following--138219294.html. Retrieved March 19, 2012.
- ^ Up for Discussion Jump to Forums (September 14, 2009). "Bruce Springsteen Squeaks By Adele, Earns Tenth No. 1 Album". Billboard. http://www.billboard.com/news/bruce-springsteen-squeaks-by-adele-earns-1006452352.story#/news/bruce-springsteen-squeaks-by-adele-earns-1006452352.story. Retrieved March 19, 2012.
- ^ Hagen, Mark (January 18, 2009). "Meet the new boss". London: Guardian newspaper. http://www.guardian.co.uk/music/2009/jan/18/bruce-springsteen-interview. Retrieved September 18, 2010.
- ^ Wurtzel, Elizabeth (June 22, 2008). "Bruce almighty, Elizabeth Wurtzel on Bruce Springsteen's lyrics". London: Guardian newspaper. http://www.guardian.co.uk/music/2008/jun/22/popandrock.culture4. Retrieved September 29, 2010.
- ^ Millman,Joyce (April 16, 2008). "A Map of the Future: "Darkness on the Edge of Town" at 30". brucespringsteenspecialcollection.net. http://www.brucespringsteenspecialcollection.net/BSSC_Darkness30.htm. Retrieved September 29, 2010.
- ^ Richardson,Mark (January 6, 2004). "Album Review: "Darkness on the Edge of Town"". Pitchfork. http://pitchfork.com/reviews/albums/7727-the-essential-bruce-springsteen/. Retrieved September 29, 2010.
- ^ [Garman, B. " Springsteen, Bruce (1949–)." Encyclopedia of Pop Culture. Ed. Sarah Pendergast & Tom Pendergast. Vol. 4 Detroit: St. James Press, 2000. Oct 12, 2011.],.
- ^ "Bruce Springsteen – A Night For The Vietnam Veterans (Godfather GR 256/257/258)". Collectorsmusicreviews.com. http://www.collectorsmusicreviews.com/springsteen-bruce/bruce-springsteen-a-night-for-the-vietnam-veterans-godfather-gr-256257258/. Retrieved December 7, 2011.
- ^ "Springsteen endorses Obama for president". Associated Press for USA Today. April 16, 2008. http://www.usatoday.com/news/politics/election2008/2008-04-16-springsteen_N.htm?csp=34. Retrieved October 12, 2011.
- ^ "The 25th Anniversary Rock & Roll Hall of Fame Concerts". Rockhall25.com. http://www.rockhall25.com/. Retrieved October 12, 2011.
- ^ "Bruce Springsteen performing 'We Shall Overcome'". http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RSoNzGWJrGs.
- ^ Kadinsky, Sergey. "Bruce Springsteen Rocks Gay Marriage Vote". http://www.cbsnews.com/8301-503544_162-5954150-503544.html. Retrieved 12/9/2009.
- ^ "The Bruce Springsteen Picture Pages". Superiorpics.com. http://www.superiorpics.com/bruce_springsteen/. Retrieved August 27, 2010.
- ^ http://www.brucespringsteen.hu/docs/1995advocate.doc
- ^ "People.com". People. September 23, 1949. http://www.people.com/people/profile/0628673,00.html. Retrieved August 27, 2010. [dead link]
- ^ Jaffer, Nancy (October 9, 2009). "Jessica Springsteen finishes second at Talent Search Finals East, deciding whether to pursue equitation". The Star-Ledger. http://www.nj.com/sports/njsports/index.ssf/2009/10/jessica_springsteen_finishes_s.html.
- ^ a b Andrew Anthony (April 20, 2008). ""The Boss picks his voice of America" ''The Observer'' April 20, 2008". The Guardian (London). http://www.guardian.co.uk/music/2008/apr/20/uselections2008.springsteen?INTCMP=SRCH. Retrieved August 21, 2011.
- ^ Carpenter, Les (January 29, 2009). "www.washingtonpost.com". The Washington Post. http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2009/01/29/AR2009012904283.html. Retrieved July 23, 2011.
- ^ "Springsteen: Silence Is Unpatriotic – 60 Minutes". CBS News. July 27, 2008. http://www.cbsnews.com/stories/2007/10/04/60minutes/main3330463.shtml. Retrieved August 27, 2010.
- ^ Fricke, David (January 21, 2009). "The Band on Bruce: Their Springsteen". Rolling Stone. http://www.rollingstone.com/news/story/25556603/the_band_on_bruce_their_springsteen/print. Retrieved February 7, 2009. [dead link]
- ^ "Bruce Springsteen Bands: from Rogues to E Street Band, passing from Castiles and Steel Mill". http://www.brucespringsteen.it/e_streetx.htm.
- ^ Greetings from E Street (Book), R Santelli
- ^ Little Steven speaks salon.com. Retrieved January 2, 2008.
- ^ Top Musicians Are Composing Own Curricula washingtonpost.com. Retrieved January 2, 2008.
- ^ IMDB – Philadelphia
- ^ IMDB – Dead Man Walking
- ^ Bruce Springsteen – IMDb
- ^ Gleiberman, Owen (October 11, 1991). "Blood Brothers". Entertainment Weekly. http://www.ew.com/ew/article/0,,315772,00.html. Retrieved November 18, 2008.
- ^ Friedman, Roger (September 15, 2010). "Springsteen’s Big Night in Toronto Has Lots of "Promise"". Showbiz 411. http://www.showbiz411.com/2010/09/15/springsteens-big-night-in-toronto-has-lots-of-promise. Retrieved September 15, 2010.
- ^ Asbury Park Press. [1], Asbury Park Press: Vaughn snags Springsteen for documentary., March 9, 2008.
- ^ Jerseyboy Hero (2011) – Full cast and crew
- ^ Article on cameo in High Fidelity Entertainment Weekly
- ^ Best cameo MTV award
- ^ "Academy Award for Best Original Song 1994". Songwritershalloffame.org. http://www.songwritershalloffame.org/songs/awards/C179. Retrieved August 27, 2010.
- ^ Live in NYC Emmy Awards
- ^ "Polar Music Prize". Polar Music Prize. August 16, 2010. http://www.polarmusicprize.org/newSite/1997.shtml. Retrieved August 27, 2010. [dead link]
- ^ "Rock and Roll Hall of Fame". Rockhall.com. http://www.rockhall.com/inductee/bruce-springsteen. Retrieved August 27, 2010.
- ^ "Songwriter's Hall of Fame". Songwritershalloffame.org. http://www.songwritershalloffame.org/exhibits/C179. Retrieved August 27, 2010.
- ^ Daniel Kreps. "NJ Hall of Fame". Web.archive.org. Archived from the original on June 22, 2008. http://web.archive.org/web/20080622053126/http://www.rollingstone.com/rockdaily/index.php/2008/05/06/bruce-springsteen-inducted-into-new-jersey-hall-of-fame/. Retrieved August 27, 2010.
- ^ "A Brunch O' Bruce". http://www.eonline.com/Features/Features/Bruce/index2.html.
- ^ (23990) Springsteen, IAU Minor Planet Center
- ^ "The Immortals: The First Fifty". Rolling Stone. Archived from the original on August 22, 2008. http://web.archive.org/web/20080822035047/http://www.rollingstone.com/news/story/5940039/the_immortals__the_greatest_artists_of_all_time_23_bruce_springsteen.
- ^ Penn, Sean (April 30, 2009). "Time Magazine". Time. http://www.time.com/time/specials/2007/article/0,28804,1733748_1733752_1735322,00.html. Retrieved August 27, 2010.
- ^ "Bruce Springsteen wins Critics Choice Award for 'The Wrestler' song". NME. UK. January 9, 2009. http://www.nme.com/news/bruce-springsteen/41980. Retrieved August 27, 2010.
- ^ "The Celebrity 100". Forbes. June 3, 2009. http://www.forbes.com/lists/2009/53/celebrity-09_The-Celebrity-100_Rank.html.
Sources[link]
- Alterman, Eric. It Ain't No Sin To Be Glad You're Alive : The Promise of Bruce Springsteen. Little Brown, 1999. ISBN 0-316-03885-7.
- Coles, Robert. Bruce Springsteen's America: The People Listening, a Poet Singing. Random House, 2005. ISBN 0-375-50559-8.
- Cross, Charles R. Backstreets: Springsteen – the man and his music Harmony Books, New York 1989/1992. ISBN 0-517-58929-X. Contains 15+ interviews and a complete list of all Springsteen songs including unreleased compositions. Complete lising of all concerts 1965–1990 – most of them with tracklists. Hundreds of previously unreleased high quality color pictures.
- Cullen, Jim. Born in the U.S.A.: Bruce Springsteen and the American Tradition. 1997; Middletown, CT: Wesleyan University Press, 2005. New edition of 1997 study book places Springsteen's work in the broader context of American history and culture. ISBN 0-8195-6761-2
- Eliot, Marc with Appel, Mike. Down Thunder Road. Simon & Schuster, 1992. ISBN 0-671-86898-5.
- Graff, Gary. The Ties That Bind: Bruce Springsteen A to E to Z. Visible Ink, 2005. ISBN 1-57859-151-1.
- Guterman, Jimmy. Runaway American Dream: Listening to Bruce Springsteen. Da Capo, 2005. ISBN 0-306-81397-1.
- Hilburn, Robert. Springsteen. Rolling Stone Press, 1985. ISBN 0-684-18456-7.
- Knobler, Peter with special assistance from Greg Mitchell. "Who Is Bruce Springsteen and Why Are We Saying All These Wonderful Things About Him?", Crawdaddy, March 1973.
- Marsh, Dave. Bruce Springsteen: Two Hearts : The Definitive Biography, 1972–2003. Routledge, 2003. ISBN 0-415-96928-X. (Consolidation of two previous Marsh biographies, Born to Run (1981) and Glory Days (1987).)
- Wolff, Daniel. July 4, Asbury Park: A History of the Promised Land. Bloomsbury, 2005. ISBN 1-58234-509-0.
Further reading[link]
- Greetings from E Street: The Story of Bruce Springsteen and the E Street Band. Chronicle Books, 2006. ISBN 0-8118-5348-9.
- Days of Hope and Dreams: An Intimate Portrait of Bruce Springsteen. Billboard Books, 2003. ISBN 0-8230-8387-X.
- Racing in the Street: The Bruce Springsteen Reader. Penguin, 2004. ISBN 0-14-200354-9.
- Runaway American Dream: Listening to Bruce Springsteen. Da Capo Press, 2005. ISBN 0-306-81397-1.
- The Ties That Bind: Bruce Springsteen A to E to Z. Visible Ink Press, 2005. ISBN 1-57859-157-0.
- Bruce Springsteen: "Talking". Omnibus Press, 2004. ISBN 1-84449-403-9.
- For You: Original Stories and Photographs by Bruce Springsteen's Legendary Fans. LKC Press, 2007. ISBN 978-0-9784156-0-0.
- Bruce Springsteen on Tour: 1968–2005. by Dave Marsh Bloomsbury USA, 2006. ISBN 978-1-59691-282-3.
- The Gospel according to Bruce Springsteen: Rock and Redemption from Asbury Park to Magic. by Jeffrey B. Symynkywicz. Westminster John Knox Press, 2008. ISBN 978-0-664-23169-9.
- Magic in the Night: The Words and Music of Bruce Springsteen by Rob Kirkpatrick. St. Martin's Griffin, 2009. ISBN 0-312-53380-2.
- Land of Hope and Dreams: Celebrating 25 Years of Bruce Springsteen In Ireland by Greg Lewis and Moira Sharkey. Magic Rat Books. ISBN 978-0-9562722-0-1
- The Light in Darkness. A history of the Darkness on The Edge of Town album and tour. Lawrence Kirsch Communications. 2009 ISBN 978-0-9784156-1-7
External links[link]
 |
Wikimedia Commons has media related to: Bruce Springsteen |
 |
Wikiquote has a collection of quotations related to: Bruce Springsteen |
- Official website
- E Street Radio
- Bruce Springsteen at Idiomag 21 12 10
- Bruce Springsteen on National Public Radio in 2005
- Highlights of Springsteen at Glastonbury 2009.
- Bruce Springsteen at NPR Music
- "Library of Hope and Dreams":bibliography of published Springsteen scholarship in English.
|
||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
|
|||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
|
||||||||
| Persondata | |
|---|---|
| Name | Springsteen, Bruce |
| Alternative names | Bruce Frederick Joseph Springsteen |
| Short description | An American singer-songwriter |
| Date of birth | September 24, 1949 |
| Place of birth | Long Branch, New Jersey, United States |
| Date of death | |
| Place of death | |
http://wn.com/Bruce_Springsteen
Related pages:
http://cs.wn.com/Bruce Springsteen
http://id.wn.com/Bruce Springsteen
http://es.wn.com/Bruce Springsteen
http://ru.wn.com/Спрингстин, Брюс
http://nl.wn.com/Bruce Springsteen
http://it.wn.com/Bruce Springsteen
http://pl.wn.com/Bruce Springsteen
http://fr.wn.com/Bruce Springsteen
http://de.wn.com/Bruce Springsteen
http://hi.wn.com/ब्रूस स्प्रिंगस्टीन
http://pt.wn.com/Bruce Springsteen
This page contains text from Wikipedia, the Free Encyclopedia - http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bruce_Springsteen
This article is licensed under the Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 3.0 Unported License, which means that you can copy and modify it as long as the entire work (including additions) remains under this license.
This article is licensed under the Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 3.0 Unported License, which means that you can copy and modify it as long as the entire work (including additions) remains under this license.
