BrucelSpringsteen |
Human touch (1975) |
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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 blesses my darlin' But I got a deal for you right here I ain't lookin' for praise 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 think 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 at a hard hard price You can't shut off the risk and the pain Without losin' the love that remains We're all riders on this train So you've been broken and you've been hurt Show me somebody 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 could just to 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 Share a little of that Human Touch Feel a little of that Human Touch Give me a little of that Human Touch |
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Rode through forty nights of the gospels' rain |
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First
time I crossed my heart |
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Second
time I crossed my heart |
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Well
you may think the world's black and white |
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Little
boys little girls Well
life ain't nothin' |
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(Bruce Springsteen / Sonny Boy Williamson) |
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I was your prince charming |
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King on a white horse hey now look how far |
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I've fallen I tried to trick you yeah but baby you got wise |
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You cut me right down to size |
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Now I'm just a fool in Gloria's eyes |
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Swore I'd get you back |
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I was so sure I'd get you back like |
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I done so many times before |
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A little sweet talk to cover over all of the lies |
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You came runnin' back but to my surprise |
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Well there's somethin' gone in Gloria's eyes |
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Well in the dark when it was just me and you |
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I asked the question that I knew the answer to |
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Is that a smile my little dolly on the shelf |
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Tell me is that a smile |
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Or is it somethin' else? |
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Now I work hard to prove my love is true |
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Now I work hard and I bring it on home to you |
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At night I pray as silently you lie |
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Some day my love again will rise |
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Like a shining torch in Gloria's eyes |
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I was your big man your prince charming |
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King on a white horse now look how far I've fallen |
Ol' catfish in the lake we called him Big Jim When I was a kid my only wish ws 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 With every wish there comes a curse. |
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 In this fool's heaven.
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Mister
Trouble come walkin' this way |
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Ain't no church bells ringing |
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I built a shrine in my heart it wasn't pretty to see |
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Ain't no church bells ringing |
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Well tonight I just wanna shout |
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Well tonight I just wanna shout |
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I wanna find some answers I wanna ask for some help |
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Ain't no church bells ringing |
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(Bruce Springsteen / Roy Bittan) |
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Said
you'd take me for a little dance |
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Well
now I don't wanna be greedy |
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Now
I only got a little time |
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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 of 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 something 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 Lovin' you's a man's job. |
I Wish I Were Blind |
I
love to see the cottonwood blossom |
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My soul went walkin' but I stayed here |
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Feel like I been workin' for a thousand years |
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Chippin' away at this chain of my own lies |
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Climbin' a wall a hundred thousand miles high |
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Well I woke up this morning on the other side |
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Yeah yeah this is the long goodbye |
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Hey yeah this is the long goodbye |
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Same old faces it's the same old town |
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What once was laughs is draggin' me now |
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Wailin' on rain hangin' on for love |
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Words of forgiveness from some God above |
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Ain't no words of mercy comin' from on high |
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Oh no just a long goodbye |
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Yeah yeah just one long goodbye |
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Well I went to leave twenty years ago |
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Since then I guess I been packin' kinda slow |
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Sure did like that admirin' touch |
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Guess I like'd it a little too much |
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The moon is high and here I am |
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Sittin' here with this hammer in hand |
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One more drink oughta ease the pain |
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Starin' at that last link in the chain |
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Well let's raise our glass and let this hammer fly |
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Hey yeah this is the long goodbye |
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Hey yeah this is the long goodbye |
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Kiss me baby and we're gonna fly |
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Hey yeah this is the long goodbye |
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Yeah yeah this is the long goodbye |
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Hey yeah this is the long goodbye |
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Kiss me baby 'cause we're gonna ride |
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Yeah yeah this is the long goodbye |
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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 But you 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 beem feelin' like a real man Feelin' like a real man. |
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 Down into the valley deep 'Neath the eaves we will sleep Sky of dreams up above My pony boy.
(Trad./Arr. Bruce Springsteen) |
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