Brothers Under The Bridges ('83) Lyrics

	Lyrics：Bruce Springsteen Music：Bruce Springsteen
	Every spring when the weather gets warm
	They come pourin' into town straight off of them farms
	Driving 455s running hard and strong
	They'd scratch built in them tool sheds all winter long
	'Neath the trestless drinkin' the beer and the wine
	Now some came on run, some just to pass the time
	With the brothers under the bridges
	Me and Tommy we was just fourteen, didn't have our licenses yet
	Our walls were covered with pictures of cars we'd get
	We'd listen and wait for that highway to rumble and quake
	As they drove in through town when the weekend'd break
	Bringin' girls with that distant look in their eyes
	Now together 'neath the trestless they'd be laughing in the night
	With the brothers under the bridges
	Well me and my brother'd hitched a ride in Joey's pickup to the edge of town
	And we watched from the tall grass as the challenges were made and the duels went down
	We'd hitchhike back home, sneak in, get in bed before our mom'd come
	And we'd lay there in the night talkin' about how we might someday be one
	Yeah someday run with the brothers under the bridges
	Well now I hear a cry in the distance and the sound of marching feet come and gone
	Well I'm stittin' down here by this highway figuring, figuring just where I belong
	Tonight up on Signal Hill
	I watch a young man in a red shirt walking through a night so still
	Put his jacket 'round his girl as the autumn wind send a chill
	Through the brothers under the bridges

	Lyrics: Bruce Springsteen Music: Bruce Springsteen
	Every spring when the weather gets warm
	They come pourin' into town straight off of them farms
	Driving 455s running hard and strong
	They' d scratch built in them tool sheds all winter long
	' Neath the trestless drinkin' the beer and the wine
	Now some came on run, some just to pass the time
	With the brothers under the bridges
	Me and Tommy we was just fourteen, didn' t have our licenses yet
	Our walls were covered with pictures of cars we' d get
	We' d listen and wait for that highway to rumble and quake
	As they drove in through town when the weekend' d break
	Bringin' girls with that distant look in their eyes
	Now together ' neath the trestless they' d be laughing in the night
	With the brothers under the bridges
	Well me and my brother' d hitched a ride in Joey' s pickup to the edge of town
	And we watched from the tall grass as the challenges were made and the duels went down
	We' d hitchhike back home, sneak in, get in bed before our mom' d come
	And we' d lay there in the night talkin' about how we might someday be one
	Yeah someday run with the brothers under the bridges
	Well now I hear a cry in the distance and the sound of marching feet come and gone
	Well I' m stittin' down here by this highway figuring, figuring just where I belong
	Tonight up on Signal Hill
	I watch a young man in a red shirt walking through a night so still
	Put his jacket ' round his girl as the autumn wind send a chill
	Through the brothers under the bridges

	Lyrics: Bruce Springsteen Music: Bruce Springsteen
	Every spring when the weather gets warm
	They come pourin' into town straight off of them farms
	Driving 455s running hard and strong
	They' d scratch built in them tool sheds all winter long
	' Neath the trestless drinkin' the beer and the wine
	Now some came on run, some just to pass the time
	With the brothers under the bridges
	Me and Tommy we was just fourteen, didn' t have our licenses yet
	Our walls were covered with pictures of cars we' d get
	We' d listen and wait for that highway to rumble and quake
	As they drove in through town when the weekend' d break
	Bringin' girls with that distant look in their eyes
	Now together ' neath the trestless they' d be laughing in the night
	With the brothers under the bridges
	Well me and my brother' d hitched a ride in Joey' s pickup to the edge of town
	And we watched from the tall grass as the challenges were made and the duels went down
	We' d hitchhike back home, sneak in, get in bed before our mom' d come
	And we' d lay there in the night talkin' about how we might someday be one
	Yeah someday run with the brothers under the bridges
	Well now I hear a cry in the distance and the sound of marching feet come and gone
	Well I' m stittin' down here by this highway figuring, figuring just where I belong
	Tonight up on Signal Hill
	I watch a young man in a red shirt walking through a night so still
	Put his jacket ' round his girl as the autumn wind send a chill
	Through the brothers under the bridges

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