Текст песни Bruce Springsteen - The New Timer
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Текст песни Bruce Springsteen - The New Timer
He rode the rails since the great depressionFifty years out on the skidsHe said you don't cross nobodyYou'll be all right out here kidLeft my family in PennsylvaniaSearchin' for work I hit the road( )I met Frank in east TexasIn a freight yard blown through with snowFrom New Mexico to ColoradoCalifornia to the seaFrank he showed me the ropes, sirJust till I could get back on my feetI hoed sugar beets outside of FirebaughI picked the peaches from the Marysville treeThey bunked us in a barn just like animalsMe and a hundred others just like meWe split up come the springtimeI never seen Frank again'Cept one rainy night he blew by me on grainerShouted my name and disappeared in the rain and the windThey found him shot dead outside StocktonHis body lyin' on a muddy hillNothin' taken, nothin' stolenSomebody killed him just to killLate that summer I was rollin' through the plains of TexasA vision passed before my eyes A small house sittin' tracksideWith the glow of the saviours beautiful lightA woman stood cookin' in the kitchenKid sat at the table with his old manNow I wonder does my son miss meDoes he wonder where I amTonight I pick my campsite carefullyOutside the Sacramento YardGather some wood and light a fireIn the early winter darkWind whistling cold I pull my coat around meMake some coffee and stare out into the black nightI lie awake, I lie awake sirWith my machete by my sideMy Jesus your gracious love and mercyTonight I'm sorry could not fill my heart