Bruce Springsteen

Born in the U.S.A. Born down in a dead man town The first kick I took was when I hit

Born to run In the day we sweat it out on the streets of a runaway American dream At night

Brilliant disguise I hold you in my arms As the band plays What are those words whispered, baby Just as

Dancing in the dark I get up in the evening, and I ain’t got nothing to say I come home

Hitch hikin’ Thumb stuck out as I go I’m just travelin’ up the road Maps don’t do much for me,

Human touch You and me we were the pretenders We let it all slip away In the end what you

Hungry heart Got a wife and kids in Baltimore, Jack I went out for a ride and I never went

My hometown I was eight years old and running with a dime in my hand Into the bus stop to

No surrender Well, we busted out of class Had to get away from those fools We learned more from a

Radio nowhere I was trying to find my way home, But all I heard was a drone. Bouncin’ off a

Sad Eyes Ev’ry day here, you come walking I hold my tongue, I don’t do much talking You say you’re

Stand on it Well Jimmy Lee was hookin’ ‘round the far turn of a funky southern Florida dirt track He

Streets of Philadelphia I was bruised and battered And I couldn’t tell what I felt I was unrecognizable to myself

The river I come from down in the valley Where, mister, when you’re young They bring you up to do

Thunder road The screen door slams, Mary’s dress sways Like a vision, she dances across the porch as the radio

Tougher than the rest Well, it’s Saturday night You’re all dressed up in blue I been watching you awhile Maybe

Waitin’ on a sunny day It’s rainin’ but there ain’t a cloud in the sky Musta been a tear from

You never can tell It was a teenage wedding, and the old folks wished them well You could see that