Got out of prison back in '86 and I found a wife
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Walked the clean and narrow
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Just tryin' to stay out and stay alive
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Got a job at the rendering plant, it ain't gonna make me rich
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In the darkness before dinner comes
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Sometimes I can feel the itch
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I got a cold mind to go tripping 'cross that thin line
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I'm sick of doin' straight time
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My uncle's at the evenin' table, makes his living runnin' hot cars
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Slips me a hundred dollar bill says
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"Charlie you best remember who your friends are."
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Got a cold mind to go tripping 'cross that thin line
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I ain't makin' straight time
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Eight years in it feels like you're gonna die
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But you get used to anything
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Sooner or later it just becomes your life
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Kitchen floor in the evening tossin' my little babies high
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Mary's smiling but she's watching me out of the corner of her eye
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Seems you can't get any more than half free
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I step out onto the front porch and suck the cold air deep inside of me
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Got a cold mind to go tripping 'cross that thin line
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I'm sick of doin' straight time
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In the basement huntin' gun and a hacksaw
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Sip a beer and thirteen inches of barrel drop to the floor
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Come home in the evening, can't get the smell from my hands
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Lay my head down on the pillow
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And go driftin' off into foreign lands
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Straight Time
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Bruce Springsteen |