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NEW YORK CITY SERENADE Bruce Springsteen Well mama take my arm and move with me down Broadway" I'm a young man, I talk it real loud Yeah babe I walk it real proud for you Ah so shake it away So shake away your street life Shake away your city Darlington Country Bruce Springsteen 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 Darlington County Bruce Springsteen Darlington County Drivin' in to Darlington County Me and Wayne on the fourth of July Drivin' in to Darlington County Lookin' for some work on the county line We drove down from New York City THIS LAND IS YOUR LAND Bruce Springsteen 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 Atlantic City Bruce Springsteen Atlantic City 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 City Of Night Bruce Springsteen Taxi Cab, Taxi Cab, at the lightWon't you take me on a ride through this city of nightI got some money and I'm feeling fineI ain't in no hurry so just take your timeSome people wanna die young and gloriouslyBut JESSE Bruce Springsteen Ah Jesse, your manager brought by them eight by ten glossies of your band Oh Jesse, he says you wear cross around your neck and come on with nails in your hands With your insides showing and your New New Timer Bruce Springsteen 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 through with snow From New My City Of Ruins Bruce Springsteen Bruce Springsteen - My City Of Ruins There's a blood red circle On the cold dark ground And the rain is falling down The church doors blown open I can hear the organ's song But the congregation's The Ghost of Tom Joad Bruce Springsteen 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 SOUTHERN SON Bruce Springsteen Born on the Hudson, twenty-two years gone Bred and raised in the City From my daddy's knee I learned the Union songs Grandma sang lullabies in Dixie And though the Northern winters fills my heart 4th of July (Sandy) Bruce Springsteen sharp And the wizards play, down on pinball way On the boardwalk way past dark And the boys from the casinos dance with their shirts open Like Latin lovers along the shore Chasin' all them silly New IF I WAS THE PRIEST Bruce Springsteen over by the water fountain And she's asking to be mine And ain't that Jesus, he's standing in the doorway With a buckskin jacket, boots and spurs, so really fine He says "We need you up in Dodge City TENTH AVENUE FREEZE-OUT Bruce Springsteen Tear drops 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 I'm running on The New Timer Bruce Springsteen 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 through with snow From New 4Th Of July; Asbury Park (Sandy) Bruce Springsteen and 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 on the shore Chasin' all them silly New High Hopes Bruce Springsteen Monday morning runs to Sunday night A scream slow me down before the new year dies Well it won't take much to kill a loving smile And every mother with a baby crying in her arms singing Give me help Ghost Of Tom Joad Bruce Springsteen 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 THE HONEYMOONERS Bruce Springsteen 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 Last To Die Bruce Springsteen Last To Die Bruce Springstee n 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 Kitty's Back Bruce Springsteen trash can, Flashing lights cut the night, dude in the white says he's the man Well you better learn to move fast when you're young or you're not long around Cat somehow lost his Kitty down in the city It's Hard To Be A Saint In The City Bruce Springsteen sisters fell back and said, "Don't that man look pretty" The cripple on the corner cried out, "Nickels for your pity" Them gasoline boys downtown sure talk gritty It's so hard to be a saint in the city JungleLand Bruce Springsteen silence in the world As we take our stand Down in JungleLand The midnight gang's assembled And picked a rendevous for the night They'll meet 'neath that giant Exxon sign That brings this fair city Open All Night Bruce Springsteen Open All Night Well, I had the carburetor, baby, cleaned and checked With her line blown out, she's hummin' like a turbojet Propped her up in the backyard on concrete blocks For a new clutch plate Merry Christmas Baby Bruce Springsteen 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 Down In The Hole Bruce Springsteen thought that I could turn and walk away Fire keeps on burning, and I'm working in the cold Down in the hole Radio's crackling with the headlines, wind in the phone lines The sun upon your shoulder, empty city Someday (We'll Be Together) Bruce Springsteen 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 Wrong Side Of The Street Bruce Springsteen Springsteen Turn on the radio, turn off the lights We'll bring an end, darling, to your endless night You're on the wrong side of the street. Jack Of All Trades Bruce Springsteen happen again They’ll bet your life I’m a Jack of all trades 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 Ramrod Bruce Springsteen 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