On a rattlesnake speedway in the Utah desert
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I pick up my money and head back into town
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Driving cross the Waynesboro county line
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I got the radio on and I'm just killing time
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Working all day in my daddy's garage
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Driving all night, chasing some mirage
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Pretty soon little girl I'm gonna take charge.
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The dogs on main street howl,
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'cause they understand,
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If I could take one moment into my hands
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Mister, I ain't a boy, no, I'm a man,
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And I believe in a promised land.
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I've done my best to live the right way
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I get up every morning and go to work each day
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But your eyes go blind and your blood runs cold
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Sometimes I feel so weak I just want to explode
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Explode and tear this town apart
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Take a knife and cut this pain from my heart
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Find somebody itching for something to start
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The dogs on main street howl,
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'cause they understand,
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If I could take one moment into my hands
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Mister, I ain't a boy, no, I'm a man,
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And I believe in a promised land.
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There's a dark cloud rising from the desert floor
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I packed my bags and I'm heading straight into the storm
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Gonna be a twister to blow everything down
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That ain't got the faith to stand its ground
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Blow away the dreams that tear you apart
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Blow away the dreams that break your heart
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Blow away the lies that leave you nothing but lost and brokenhearted
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The dogs on main street howl,
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'cause they understand,
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If I could take one moment into my hands
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Mister, I ain't a boy, no, I'm a man,
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And I believe in a promised land
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I believe in a promised land...
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The Promised Land
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| Bruce Springsteen |
