Letras:
Springsteen Bruce Live In New York City

: Grab your ticket and your suitcase Thunder's rolling down the tracks Don't know where you're goin' Sky is turnin' black / But you know you won't be

and put it together again Well angel, won't you believe in love for me C'mon and meet me tonight, darling, out in the street We'll move with the city

: The ragamuffin gunner is returnin' home like a hungry runaway He walks through town all alone He must be from the fort he hears the high school girls

house getting wasted in the heat And hiding on the backstreets, hiding on the backstreets With a love so hard and filled with defeat Running for our lives

: The screen door slams, Mary's dress sways Like a vision she dances across the porch. As the radio plays Roy Orbison singing for the lonely Hey that

was broken, I cashed in a few of my dreams Well now I built that Challenger by myself But I needed money and so I sold it I lived a secret I should'

: We said we?d walk together baby come what may That come the twilight should we lose our way If as we?re walking a hand should slip free I?ll wait for

Abram's Bridge And tell her there's a darkness on the edge of town Everybody's got a secret Sonny Something that they just can't face Some folks spend their whole lives

baby, that's a fact But maybe ev'rything that dies someday comes back Put your makeup on, fix your hair up pretty And meet me tonight in Atlantic City