Текст песни Bruce Springsteen - Working On The Highway
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Текст песни Bruce Springsteen - Working On The Highway
Friday night's pay night guys fresh out of workTalking about the weekend scrubbing off the dirtSome heading home to their families some looking to get hurtSome going down to Stovell wearing trouble on their shirtsI work for the county out on 95All day I hold a red flag and watch the traffic pass me by( )In my head I keep a picture of a pretty little missSomeday mister I'm gonna lead a better life than thisWorking on the highway laying down the blacktopWorking on the highway all day long I don't stopWorking on the highway blasting through the bedrockWorking on the highway, working on the highwayI met her at a dance down at the union hallShe was standing with her brothers back up against the wallSometimes we'd go walking down the union tracksOne day I looked straight at her and she looked straight backWorking on the highway...I saved up my money and I put it all awayI went to see her daddy but we didn't have much to say"Son can't you see that she's just a little girlShe don't know nothing about this cruel cruel world"We lit out down to Florida we got along all rightOne day her brothers came and got her and they took me in a black and whiteThe prosecutor kept the promise that he made on that dayAnd the judge got mad and he put me straight awayI wake up every morning to the work bell clangMe and the warden go swinging on the Charlotte County road gangWorking on the highway...