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INTRODUCTION'영원한 노동자들의 친구' 브루스 스프링스틴의 라이브 공연을 한 번이라도 접해 본 사람은 왜 그가 미국 록 음악의 지존인지를 안다. 청중을 압도하고도 남을 카리스마를 발산하는 그의 포효하는 보컬과 몸을 아끼지 않는 탁월한 무대 매너는 청중들의 마음을 사로잡기에 충분하다. 1975년 에서부터 1984년 에 이르기까지 줄기차게 이어온 그의 열정적인 라이브무대는 %B .... ....
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6:29 | ||||
from Bruce Springsteen - Human Touch (1992)
You and me we were the pretenders
We let it all slip away In the end what you don't surrender Well the world just strips away Girl ain't no kindness in the face of strangers Ain't gonna find no miracles here Well you can wait on your blessings darlin' But I got a deal for you right here I ain't lookin' for prayers or pity I ain't comin' 'round searchin' for a crutch I just want someone to talk to And a little of that human touch Just a little of that human touch Ain't no mercy on the streets of this town Ain't no bread from heavenly skies Ain't nobody drawin' wine from this blood It's just you and me tonight Tell me in a world without pity Do you uthink what I'm askin's too much? I just want something to hold on to And a little of that human touch Just a little of that human touch Oh girl that feeling of safety you prize Well it comes with a hard hard price You can't shut off the risk and pain Without losin' the love that remains We're all riders on this train So you been broken and you been hurt Show me soomebody who ain't Yeah I know I ain't nobody's bargain But hell a little touchup And a little paint... You might need somethin' to hold on to When all the answers they don't amount to much Somebody that you can just talk to And a little of that human touch Baby in a world without pity Do you think what I'm askin's too much? I just want to feel you in my arms And share a little of that human touch... |
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4:36 | ||||
from Bruce Springsteen - Human Touch (1992)
Rode through forty nights of the gospels' rain
Black sky pourin' snakes, frogs And love in vain You were down where the river grows wider Baby, let me be your soul driver Well if something in the air feels a little unkind Don't worry darlin' It'll slip your mind I'll be your gypsy joker your shotgun rider Baby let me be your soul driver Now no one knows which way love's wheel turns Will we hit it rich Or crash and burn Does fortune wait or just the black hand of fate This love potion's all we've got One toast before it's too late If the angels are unkind or the season is dark Love just falls apart Well then here's to our destruction Baby let me be your soul driver then here's to our destruction Baby let me be your soul driver |
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2:25 | ||||
from Bruce Springsteen - Human Touch (1992)
I bought a bourgeois house in the Hollywood hills
With a trunkload of hundred thousand dollar bills Man came by to hook up my cable TV We settled in for the night my baby and me We switched 'round and 'round 'til half-past down There was fifty-seven channels and notin' on Well now home entertainment was my baby's wish So I hopped into town for a satellite dish I tied it to the top of my Japanese car I came home and I pointed it out into the stars A message came back from the great beyond There's fifty-seven channnels and nothin' on Well we might' a made some friends with some billionaires We might' a got all nice and friendly If we'd made it upstairs All I got was a note that said "Bye-bye John Our love is fifty-seven channels and nothin' on" So I bought a .44 magnum it was solid steel cast And in the blessed name of Elvis well I just let it blast 'Til my TV lay in pieces there at my feet And they bsted me for disturbin' the almighty peace Judge said "What you got in your defense son ?" "Fifty-seven channels and nothin' on" I can see by your eyes friend you're just about gone Fifty-seven channels and nothin' on Fifty-seven channels and nothin'... |
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3:47 | ||||
from Bruce Springsteen - Human Touch (1992)
First time I crossed my heart
I was beggin' baby, please At your bedside, down on my knees When I crossed my heart I crossed my heart, pretty baby over you Second time I crossed my heart Rain came in from the south I was lyin' there with something sweet and salty in my mouth When I crossed my heart When I crossed my heart When I crossed my heart, pretty darlin' over you Well, you may think the world's black and white And you're dirty or you're clean You better watch out you don't slip Through them spaces in between Where the night gets sticky And the sky gets black I grabbed you, baby, and you grabbed me back And we crossed our hearts We crossed our hearts Yeah, I crossed my heart... Little boys, little girls They know their wrongs from their rights Once you cross your heart You ain't ever supposed to lie Well, life ain't nothin' But a cold hard ride I ain't leavin' 'til I'm satisfied I cross my heart Yeah, I cross my heart Well, I cross my heart, pretty darlin' over you When I crossed my heart |
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3:42 | ||||
from Bruce Springsteen - Human Touch (1992)
I was your big man I was your prince charming
King on a white horse hey now look how far I've fallen I tried to trick you yeah but baby you got wise You cut me cut me right right down to size Now I'm just a fool in Gloria's eyes Swore I'd get you back I was so sure I'd get you back life I done so many times before A little sweet talk to cover over all of the lies You came runnin' back but to my surprise Well there was somethin' gone in Gloria's eyes Well in the dark when it was just me and you I asked the question that I knew the answer to Is that a smile my little dolly on the shelf Tell me is that a smile Or is it somethin' else ? Now I work hard to prove my love is true Now I work hard and I bring it on home to you At night I pray as silently you lie Some day my love again will rise Like a shining torch in Gloria's eyes I was your big man I was your prince charming King on a white horse now look how far I've fallen |
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4:36 | ||||
from Bruce Springsteen - Human Touch (1992)
Ol' catfish in the lake, we called him Big Jim
When I was a kid, my only wish was to get my line in him Skipped church one Sunday rowed out and throw'd in my line Jim took that hook pole and me right over the side Went driftin' down past old tires and rusty cans of beer The angel of the lake whispered in my ear "Before you chose your wish son You better think first With every wish there comes a curse" I fell in love with beautiful Doreen She was the prettiest thing this old town'd ever seen I courted her and I made her mine But I grew jealous whenever another man'd Come walkin' down the line And my jealousy made me treat her mean and cruel She sighed, "Bobby oh Bobby you're such a fool Don't you know before you choose your wish You'd better think first 'Cause with every wish there comes a curse" These days I sit around and laugh At the many rivers I've crossed But on the far banks there's always another forest Where a man can get lost Well there in the high trees love's bluebird glides Guiding us 'cross to another river on the other side And there someone is waitin' with a look in her eyes And though my heart's grown weary And more than a little bit shy Tonight I'll drink from her waters to quench my thirst And leave the angels to worry With every wish... |
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4:15 | ||||
from Bruce Springsteen - Human Touch (1992)
Well I've been a losin' gambler
Just throwin' snake eyes Love ain't got me downhearted I know up around the corner lies My fool's paradise In just another roll of the dice All my elevens and sevens been comin' up Sixes and nines But since I fell for you baby Been comin' on changin' times They're just waitin' over the rise Just another roll of the dice I've stumbled and I know I made my mistakes But tonight I'm gonna be playin' for all of the stakes Well it's never too late so come on girl The tables are waiting You and me and lady luck well tonight We'll be celebrating Drinkin' champagne on ice In just another roll of the dice High-rollers lay down your bets and I'll raise 'em Well I know the odds ain't in my favor Maybe I'm just a clown throwin' down Lookin' to come up busted I'm a thief in the house of love And I can't be trusted Well I'll be making my heist In just another roll of the dice Just another roll of the dice Move on up Move on up Come on heaven Come on heaven Roll me baby In this fool's heaven Just another roll Just another roll of the dice |
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5:24 | ||||
from Bruce Springsteen - Human Touch (1992)
Mister Trouble come walkin' this way
Year gone by feels like one long day But I'm alive and I'm feelin' all right Well I run that hard road outta heartbreak city Built a roadside carnival out of hurt and self-pity It was all wrong well now I'm moving on Ain't no church bells ringing Ain't no flags unfurled It's just me and you and the love we're bringing Into the real world Into the real world I built a shrine in my heart it wasn't pretty to see Made out of fool's gold memory and tears cried Now I'm headin' over the rise I'm searchin' for one clear moment of love and truth I still got a little faith But what I need is some proof tonight I'm lookin' for it in your eyes Ain't no church bells ringing Ain't no flags unfurled Just me and you and the faith we're bringing Into the real world Into the real world Well tonight I just wanna shout I feel my soul waist deep and sinkin' Into this black river of doubt I just wanna rise and walk along the riverside And when the morning comes baby I don't wanna hide I'll stand right at your side with my arms open wide Well tonight I just wanna shout I feel my soul waist deep and sinkin' Into this black river of doubt I just wanna rise and walk along the riverside 'Til the morning comes I'll stand right by your side I wanna find some answers I wanna ask for some help I'm tired of running scared Baby let's get our bags packed We'll take it here to hell and heaven and back And if love is hopeless hopeless at best Come on put on your party dress it's ours tonight And we're goin' with the tumblin' dice Ain't no church bells ringing Ain't no flags unfurled It's just me and you and the hope we're bringing Into the real world Well into the real world Oh into the real world |
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3:19 | ||||
from Bruce Springsteen - Human Touch (1992)
Said you'd give me just a little kiss
And you'd rock me for a little while Well you'd slip me just a piece of it Listen up little child I want it all or nothin' at all I want it all or nothin' at all Said you'd take me for a little dance If you had a little time on your hands Well all I do is push and shove Just to get a little piece of your love I want it all or nothin' at all I want it all or nothin' at all Well now I don't wanna be greedy But when it comes to love there ain't no doubt You just ain't gonna get what you want With one foot in bed and one foot out You got to give it all or nothin' at all All or nothin' at all Now I only got a little time So if you're gonna change your mind Then shout out what you're thinkin' of If what you're thinkin' of is love I want it all or nothin' at all I want it all or nothin' at all I want to have it all or nothin' at all I want it all or nothin' at all I want it all or nothin' at all I want to give it all or nothin' at all |
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4:35 | ||||
from Bruce Springsteen - Human Touch (1992)
Well you can go out with him
Play with all of his toys But takin' care of you darlin' Ain't for one of the boys Oh there's somethin' in your soul That he's gonna rob And lovin' you baby lovin' you darlin' Lovin' you woman is a man's man's job Lovin' you's a man's job baby Lovin' you's a man's job Lovin' you's a man's job baby Lovin' you's a man's job Well now his kisses may thrill Those other girls that he likes But when it comes to treatin' A real woman right Well all of his tricks No they won't be enough 'Cause lovin' you baby lovin' you woman Lovin' you darlin' is a man's man's job Lovin' you's a man's job baby Lovin' you's a man's job Lovin' you's a man's job baby Lovin' you's a man's job You're dancin' with him he's holding you tight I'm standing here waitin' to catch your eye Your hand's on his neck as the music sways All my illusions slip away Now if you're lookin' for a hero Someone to save the day Well darlin' my feet They're made of clay But I've got somethin' in my soul And I wanna give it up But gettin' up the nerve Gettin' up the nerve Gettin' up the nerve is a man's man's job Lovin' you's a man's job baby Lovin' you's a man's job Lovin' you's a man's job woman Lovin' you's a man's job |
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4:46 | ||||
from Bruce Springsteen - Human Touch (1992)
I love to see the cottonwood blossom
In the early spring I love to see the message of love That the bluebird brings But when I see you walkin' with him Down along the strand I wish I were blind When I see you with your man I love to see your hair shining In the long summer's light I love to watch the stars fill the sky On a summer night The music plays you take his hand I watch how you touch him as you start to dance And I wish I were blind When I see you with your man We struggle here but all our love's in vain And these eyes that once filled me with your beauty Now fill me with pain And the light that once entered here Is banished from me And this darkness is all baby that my heart sees And though the world is filled With the grace and beauty of God's hand Oh I wish I were blind When I see you with your man |
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3:26 | ||||
from Bruce Springsteen - Human Touch (1992)
My soul went walkin' but I stayed here
Feel like I been workin' for a thousand years Chippin' away at this chain of my own lies Climbin' a wall a hundred miles high Well I woke up this morning on the other side Yeah yeah this is the long goodbye Hey yeah this is the long goodbye Same old faces it's the same old town What once was laughs is draggin' me now Wailin' on rain hangin' on for love Words of forgiveness from some God above Ain't no words of mercy comin' from on high Oh no just a long goodbye Yeah yeah just one long goodbye Well I went to leave twenty years ago Since then I guess I been packin' kinda slow Sure did like that admirin' touch Guess I like'd it a little too much The moon is high and here I am Sittin' here with this hammer in hand One more drink oughta ease the pain Starin' at that last link in the chain Well let's raise our glass and let this hammer fly Hey yeah this is the long goodbye Hey yeah this is the long goodbye Kiss me baby and we're gonna fly Hey yeah this is the long goodbye Yeah yeah this is the long goodbye Hey yeah this is the long goodbye Kiss me baby 'cause we're gonna ride Yeah yeah this is the long goodbye |
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4:29 | ||||
from Bruce Springsteen - Human Touch (1992)
Took my baby to a picture show
Found a seat in the back row Sound came up lights went down Rambo he was blowin' 'em down I don't need no gun in my fist baby All I need is your sweet kiss To get me feelin' like a real man Feelin' like a real man Well you can beat on your chest Hell any monkey can But you got me feelin' like a real man Oh feelin' like a real man Me and my girl Saturday night Late movie on channel five The girls were droppin' they're droppin' like flies To some smooth talkin' cool walkin' private eye I ain't got no nerves of steel But all I got to know is if your love is real To get me feelin' like a real man Oh feelin' like a real man Well you can beat on your chest Hell any monkey can But you got me feelin' like a real man Oh feelin' like a real man I ain't no fighter that's easy to see And as a lover I ain't goin' down in history But when the lights go down and you pull me close Well I look in your eyes and there's one thing I know Baby I'll be tough enough If I can find the guts to give you all my love Then I'll be feelin' like a real man Feelin' like a real man Well you can beat on your chest Hell any monkey can You got me feelin' like a real man Oh feelin' like a real man Yeah I been feelin' like a real man Feelin' like a real man |
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2:11 | ||||
from Bruce Springsteen - Human Touch (1992)
Pony boy pony boy
Won't you be my pony boy Giddy-up giddy-up giddy-up whoa My pony boy Ride with me ride with me Won't you take a ride with me Underneath the starry sky My pony boy O'er the hills and through the trees We'll go ridin' you and me Giddy-up giddy-up giddy-away My pony boy Pony boy pony boy Won't you be my pony boy Giddy-up giddy-up giddy-up whoa My pony boy Down into the valley deep 'Neath the eaves we will sleep Sky of dreams up above My pony boy Pony boy pony boy Won't you be my pony boy Giddy-up giddy-up giddy-up whoa My pony boy Pony boy pony boy Won't you be my pony boy Giddy-up giddy-up giddy-up whoa My pony boy |
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4:39 | ||||
from Bruce Springsteen - Born In The U.S.A. (1984)
Born down in a dead man's town
The first kick I took was when I hit the ground You end up like a dog that's been beat too much Till you spend half your life just covering up Born in the U.S.A. I was born in the U.S.A. I was born in the U.S.A. Born in the U.S.A. Got in a little hometown jam So they put a rifle in my hand Sent me off to a foreign land To go and kill the yellow man Born in the U.S.A. I was born in the U.S.A. I was born in the U.S.A. I was born in the U.S.A. Born in the U.S.A. Come back home to the refinery Hiring man says "Son if it was up to me" Went down to see my V.A. man He said "Son, don't you understand" I had a brother at Khe Sahn fighting off the Viet Cong They're still there, he's all gone He had a woman he loved in Saigon I got a picture of him in her arms now Down in the shadow of the penitentiary Out by the gas fires of the refinery I'm ten years burning down the road Nowhere to run ain't got nowhere to go Born in the U.S.A. I was born in the U.S.A. Born in the U.S.A. I'm a long gone Daddy in the U.S.A. Born in the U.S.A. Born in the U.S.A. Born in the U.S.A. I'm a cool rocking Daddy in the U.S.A. |
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3:28 | ||||
from Bruce Springsteen - Born In The U.S.A. (1984)
The times are tough now, just getting tougher
This old world is rough, it's just getting rougher Cover me, come on baby, cover me Well I'm looking for a lover who will come on in and cover me Promise me baby you won't let them find us Hold me in your arms, let's let our love blind us Cover me, shut the door and cover me Well I'm looking for a lover who will come on in and cover me Outside's the rain, the driving snow I can hear the wild wind blowing Turn out the light, bolt the door I ain't going out there no more This whole world is out there just trying to score I've seen enough I don't want to see any more, Cover me, come on and cover me I'm looking for a lover who will come on in and cover me Looking for a lover who will come on in and cover me |
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4:46 | ||||
from Bruce Springsteen - Born In The U.S.A. (1984)
Driving in to Darlington County
Me and Wayne on the Fourth of July Driving in to Darlington County Looking for some work on the county line We drove down from New York City Where the girls are pretty but they just want to know your name Driving in to Darlington City Got a union connection with an uncle of Wayne's We drove eight hundred miles without seeing a cop We got rock and roll music blasting off the T-top singing Sha la la la la la la la la, Sha la la la la la la Hey little girl standing on the corner Today's your lucky day for sure all right Me and my buddy we're from New York City We got two hundred dollars we want to rock all night Girl you're looking at two big spenders Why the world don't know what me and Wayne might do Our pa's each own one of the World Trade Centers For a kiss and a smile I'll give mine all to you Come on baby take a seat on my fender It's a long night and tell me what else were you gonna do Just me and you we could Sha la la... Little girl sitting in the window Ain't seen my buddy in seven days County man tells me the same thing He don't work and he don't get paid Little girl you're so young and pretty Walk with me and you can have your way And we'll leave this Darlington City For a ride down that Dixie Highway Driving out of Darlington County My eyes seen the glory of the coming of the Lord Driving out of Darlington County Seen Wayne handcuffed to the bumper of a state trooper's Ford Sha la la... |
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3:12 | ||||
from Bruce Springsteen - Born In The U.S.A. (1984)
Friday night's pay night guys fresh out of work
Talking about the weekend scrubbing off the dirt Some heading home to their families some looking to get hurt Some going down to Stovell wearing trouble on their shirts I work for the county out on 95 All day I hold a red flag and watch the traffic pass me by In my head I keep a picture of a pretty little miss Someday mister I'm gonna lead a better life than this Working on the highway laying down the blacktop Working on the highway all day long I don't stop Working on the highway blasting through the bedrock Working on the highway, working on the highway I met her at a dance down at the union hall She was standing with her brothers back up against the wall Sometimes we'd go walking down the union tracks One day I looked straight at her and she looked straight back Working on the highway... I saved up my money and I put it all away I went to see her daddy but we didn't have much to say "Son can't you see that she's just a little girl She don't know nothing about this cruel cruel world" We lit out down to Florida we got along all right One day her brothers came and got her and they took me in a black and white The prosecutor kept the promise that he made on that day And the judge got mad and he put me straight away I wake up every morning to the work bell clang Me and the warden go swinging on the Charlotte County road gang Working on the highway... |
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3:38 | ||||
from Bruce Springsteen - Born In The U.S.A. (1984)
I had a job, I had a girl
I had something going mister in this world I got laid off down at the lumber yard Our love went bad, times got hard Now I work down at the carwash Where all it ever does is rain Don't you feel like you're a rider on a downbound train She just said "Joe I gotta go We had it once we ain't got it any more" She packed her bags left me behind She bought a ticket on the Central Line Nights as I sleep, I hear that whistle whining I feel her kiss in the misty rain And I feel like I'm a rider on a downbound train Last night I heard your voice You were crying, crying, you were so alone You said your love had never died You were waiting for me at home Put on my jacket, I ran through the woods I ran till I thought my chest would explode There in the clearing, beyond the highway In the moonlight, our wedding house shone I rushed through the yard I burst through the front door My head pounding hard up the stairs I climbed The room was dark, our bed was empty Then I heard that long whistle whine And I dropped to my knees hung my head and cried Now I swing a sledge hammer on a railroad gang Knocking down them cross ties working in the rain Now don't it feel like you're a rider on a downbound train |
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2:34 | ||||
from Bruce Springsteen - Born In The U.S.A. (1984)
Hey little girl is your daddy home
Did he go away and leave you all alone I got a bad desire I'm on fire Tell me now baby is he good to you Can he do to you the things that I do I can take you higher I'm on fire Sometimes it's like someone took a knife baby edgy and dull and cut a six-inch valley through the middle of my soul At night I wake up with the sheets soaking wet and a freight train running through the middle of my head Only you can cool my desire I'm on fire |