Bruce Springsteen: My Hometown

aus dem Album: Born In The U.s.a.

Songtext:
I was eight years old and running with a dime in my hand Leuchtfolie selbstklebend
Into the bus stop to pick up a paper for my old man
I'd sit on his lap in that big old buick and steer as we drove through town Basteln Herbst
He'd tousle my hair and say son take a good look around
This is your hometown, this is your hometown Thai-Massage
This is your hometown, this is your hometown
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In `65 tension was running high at my high school
There was a lot of fights between the black and white Rollatoren
There was nothing you could do
Two cars at a light on a saturday night in the back seat there was a gun Haus Hagen
Words were passed in a shotgun blast
Troubled times had come to my hometown Wellness Usedom
My hometown, my hometown, my hometown
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Now main street's whitewashed windows and vacant stores
Seems like there ain't nobody wants to come down here no more Vampire ausmalen
They're closing down the textile mill across the railroad tracks
Foreman says these jobs are going boys and they ain't coming back to Cranberry
Your hometown, your hometown, your hometown, your hometown

Last night me and kate we laid in bed talking about getting out
Packing up our bags maybe heading south
I'm thirty-five we got a boy of our own now
Last night i sat him up behind the wheel and said son take a good
Look around
This is your hometown