Текст песни Bruce Springsteen - Brothers Under The Bridges ('83)
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Текст песни Bruce Springsteen - Brothers Under The Bridges ('83)
Every spring when the weather gets warmThey come pourin' into town straight off of them farmsDriving 455s running hard and strongThey'd scratch built in them tool sheds all winter long'Neath the trestless drinkin' the beer and the wineNow some came on run, some just to pass the timeWith the brothers under the bridges( )Me and Tommy we was just fourteen, didn't have our licenses yetOur walls were covered with pictures of cars we'd getWe'd listen and wait for that highway to rumble and quakeAs they drove in through town when the weekend'd breakBringin' girls with that distant look in their eyesNow together 'neath the trestless they'd be laughing in the nightWith the brothers under the bridgesWell me and my brother'd hitched a ride in Joey's pickup to the edge of townAnd we watched from the tall grass as the challenges were made and the duelswent downWe'd hitchhike back home, sneak in, get in bed before our mom'd comeAnd we'd lay there in the night talkin' about how we might someday be oneYeah someday run with the brothers under the bridgesWell now I hear a cry in the distance and the sound of marching feet come andgoneWell I'm stittin' down here by this highway figuring, figuring just where IbelongTonight up on Signal HillI watch a young man in a red shirt walking through a night so stillPut his jacket 'round his girl as the autumn wind send a chill