| Song | Atlantic City - Live in Dublin |
| Artist | Bruce Springsteen |
| Album | Live In Dublin |
| 作词 : Springsteen | |
| Well they blew up the chicken man in Philly last night now they blew up his house too | |
| Down on the boardwalk they're gettin' ready for a fight gonna see what them racket boys can do | |
| Now there's trouble busin' in from outta state and the D.A. can't get no relief | |
| Gonna be a rumble out on the promenade and the gamblin' commission's hangin' on by the skin of its teeth | |
| CHORUS | |
| Well now everything dies baby that's a fact | |
| But maybe everything that dies someday comes back | |
| Put your makeup on fix your hair up pretty | |
| And meet me tonight in Atlantic City | |
| Well I got a job and tried to put my money away | |
| But I got debts that no honest man can pay | |
| So I drew what I had from the Central Trust | |
| And I bought us two tickets on that Coast City bus | |
| CHORUS | |
| Now our luck may have died and our love may be cold but with you forever I'll stay | |
| We're goin' out where the sand's turnin' to gold so put on your stockin's baby 'cause the night's getting cold | |
| And everything dies baby that's a fact | |
| But maybe everything that dies someday comes back | |
| Now I been lookin' for a job but it's hard to find | |
| Down here it's just winners and losers and don't get caught on the wrong side of that line | |
| Well I'm tired of comin' out on the losin' end | |
| So honey last night I met this guy and I'm gonna do a little favor for him | |
| Well I guess everything dies baby that's a fact | |
| But maybe everything that dies someday comes back | |
| Put your hair up nice and set up pretty | |
| and meet me tonight in Atlantic City | |
| Meet me tonight in Atlantic City | |
| Meet me tonight in Atlantic City |
| zuò cí : Springsteen | |
| Well they blew up the chicken man in Philly last night now they blew up his house too | |
| Down on the boardwalk they' re gettin' ready for a fight gonna see what them racket boys can do | |
| Now there' s trouble busin' in from outta state and the D. A. can' t get no relief | |
| Gonna be a rumble out on the promenade and the gamblin' commission' s hangin' on by the skin of its teeth | |
| CHORUS | |
| Well now everything dies baby that' s a fact | |
| But maybe everything that dies someday comes back | |
| Put your makeup on fix your hair up pretty | |
| And meet me tonight in Atlantic City | |
| Well I got a job and tried to put my money away | |
| But I got debts that no honest man can pay | |
| So I drew what I had from the Central Trust | |
| And I bought us two tickets on that Coast City bus | |
| CHORUS | |
| Now our luck may have died and our love may be cold but with you forever I' ll stay | |
| We' re goin' out where the sand' s turnin' to gold so put on your stockin' s baby ' cause the night' s getting cold | |
| And everything dies baby that' s a fact | |
| But maybe everything that dies someday comes back | |
| Now I been lookin' for a job but it' s hard to find | |
| Down here it' s just winners and losers and don' t get caught on the wrong side of that line | |
| Well I' m tired of comin' out on the losin' end | |
| So honey last night I met this guy and I' m gonna do a little favor for him | |
| Well I guess everything dies baby that' s a fact | |
| But maybe everything that dies someday comes back | |
| Put your hair up nice and set up pretty | |
| and meet me tonight in Atlantic City | |
| Meet me tonight in Atlantic City | |
| Meet me tonight in Atlantic City |