Better Days – Bruce Springsteen Well my soul checked out missing as I sat listening To the hours and minutes tickin' away Yeah just sittin' around waitin' for my life to begin While it was all just slippin' away I'm tired of waitin' for tomorrow to come Or that train to come roarin' 'round the bend I got a new suit of clothes a pretty red rose And a woman I can call my friend These are better days baby Better days it's true These are better days baby Better days with a girl like you Well I took a piss at fortune's sweet kiss It's like eatin' caviar and dirt It's a sad funny ending to find yourself pretending A rich man in a poor man's shirt Now my ass was draggin' when from a passin' gypsy wagon Your heart like a diamond shone Tonight I'm layin' your arms carvin' lucky charms Out of these hard luck bones These are better days baby Better days it's true These are better days baby Better days are shining through Now a life of leisure and a pirate's treasure Don't make much for tragedy But it's a sad man my friend who's livin' in his own skin And can't stand the company Every fool's got a reason for feelin' sorry for himself And turning his heart into stone Tonight this fool's halfway to heaven and just a mile outta hell And I feel like I'm comin' home These are better days baby Better days it's true These are better days baby Better days with a girl like you These are better days baby Better days it's true These are better days baby Better days are shining through posted by RENATO DOHO 3:46 AM . . . Comments:
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