The Boss

Bene l'avevo già citato...ora vi publico il testo anche se penso che solo la musica riesce a dargli una caratterizzazione e la voce e la fisarmonica di Bruce a dargli intensità.......


Men walking 'long the railroad tracks Goin' someplace there's no going back Highway patrol choppers comin' up over the ridge

Hot soup on a campfire under the bridge Shelter line strechtin' round the corner Welcome to the new world order Families sleeping in the cars in the Southwest No home no job no peace no rest


The highway is alive tonight But nobody's kidding nobody about where it goes I'm sittin' down here in the campfire light Searchin' for the ghost of Tom Joad


He pulls a prayer book out of his sleeping bag Preacher lights up a butt and takes a drag Waitin' for when the last shall be first and the first shall be last In a cardboard box 'neath the underpass Got a one way ticket to the promised land You got a hole in your belly and a gun in your hand Sleeping on a pillow of solid rock Bathin' in the city aqueduct


The highway is alive tonight Where it's headed everyboby knows I'm sittin' down here in the campfire light Waitin' on the ghost of Tom Joad

Now Tom said: "Mom, wherever there's a cop beating a guy Whenever a hungry newborn baby cries Where there's a fight 'gainst the blood and hatred in the hair Look for me, Mom I 'll be there Wherever there's somebody fighting for a place to stand or decent job or a helpin' hand Wherever somebody is strugglin' to be free Look in their eyes Mom you'll see me"


Well the highway is alive tonight But nobody's kidding nobody about where it goes I'm sittin' down here in the campfire light Searchin' for the ghost of old Tom Joad



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