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  • 作词 : Bruce Springsteen
    作曲 : Bruce Springsteen
    Lyrics:Bruce Springsteen Music:Bruce Springsteen
    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
    And that night as he lay in bed the only voice he heard was his own
  • 作词 : Bruce Springsteen
    作曲 : Bruce Springsteen
    Lyrics:Bruce Springsteen Music:Bruce Springsteen
    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
    And that night as he lay in bed the only voice he heard was his own