Paroles de la chanson Long Time Comin' par Bruce Springsteen
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Out where the creek turn shallow and sandy
And the moon comes skimming away the stars
When the mesquite comes rushing over the hilltops
Straight into my arms[x2]
I'm riding hard carrying a cache of roses
A fresh map that I made
Now I'm going to get birth naked and bury my old soul
And dance on it's grave[x2]
It's been a long time coming, my dear
It's been a long time coming, but now it's here
And now it's here
Well my daddy he was just a stranger
Lived in a hotel downtown
And the moon comes skimming away the stars
When the mesquite comes rushing over the hilltops
Straight into my arms[x2]
I'm riding hard carrying a cache of roses
A fresh map that I made
Now I'm going to get birth naked and bury my old soul
And dance on it's grave[x2]
It's been a long time coming, my dear
It's been a long time coming, but now it's here
And now it's here
Well my daddy he was just a stranger
Lived in a hotel downtown
Well when I was a kid he was just somebody
Somebody I'd see around[x2]
Well now down below and pulling on my shirt
Yeah I got some kids of my own
Well if I had one wish for you in this god forsaken world, kid
It'd be that your mistakes will be your own
That your sins will be your own
Whoaaa
Out underneath the arms of Cassiopeia
Where the sword of Orion sweeps
It's me and you, Rosie, crackling like crossed wires
And you breathing in your sleep[x2]
Well there's just a spark of a campfire left burning
Somebody I'd see around[x2]
Well now down below and pulling on my shirt
Yeah I got some kids of my own
Well if I had one wish for you in this god forsaken world, kid
It'd be that your mistakes will be your own
That your sins will be your own
Whoaaa
Out underneath the arms of Cassiopeia
Where the sword of Orion sweeps
It's me and you, Rosie, crackling like crossed wires
And you breathing in your sleep[x2]
Well there's just a spark of a campfire left burning
Two kids in a sleeping bag beside
Reach underneath your shirt, put my hands across your belly and feel
Another one kicking inside
And I am not going to fuck it up this time
[x2]
Whoaaa
Reach underneath your shirt, put my hands across your belly and feel
Another one kicking inside
And I am not going to fuck it up this time
[x2]
Whoaaa
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