Nebraska Bruce Springsteen A E A I saw her standin¹ on her front lawn E A Just twirlin¹ her baton D A Me and her went for a ride sir E A And ten innocent people died >From the town of Lincoln Nebraska With a sawed of .410 on my lap Through to the badlands of Wyoming I killed everything in my path I can¹t say that I¹m sorry For the things that we done At least for a little while sir Me and her we Had us some fun The jury brought in A guilty verdict and the Judge he sentenced me to death Midnight in a prison storeroom with Leather straps across my chest Sheriff when the man pulls that switch sir And snaps my poor head back You make sure my pretty baby Is sittin¹ right there On my lap They declared me unfit to live Said into that great void my soul¹d be hurled They wanted to know why I did what I did Well sir I guess there¹s just a meanness in this world
Titre | Artiste | Hits | Type |
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The River | Springsteen, Bruce | 2308 | txt |
Hungry Heart | Springsteen, Bruce | 1968 | txt |
No Surrender | Springsteen, Bruce | 1861 | txt |
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