Bruce Frederick Joseph Springsteen zvaný „The Boss“, je americký rockový a folkový zpěvák, kytarista a multiinstrumentalista. Springsteen dlouhodobě spolupracuje se svou kapelou E Street Band. V USA za svou kariéru prodal více než 65 miliónů alb,...

Píseň: Highway 29

Interpret:
Bruce Springsteen
Album:
The Ghost Of Tom Joad
I slipped on her shoe, she was a perfect size seven
I said "There's no smokin' in the store ma'am."
She crossed her legs and then
We made some small talk that's where it should have stopped
She slipped me her number, I put it in my pocket
My hand slipped up her skirt, everything slipped my mind
In that little roadhouse
On Highway 29


It was a small town bank it was a mess
Well I had a gun you know the rest
Money on the floorboards, shirt was covered in blood
And she was cryin', her and me we headed south
On Highway 29


In a little desert motel the air was hot and clean
I slept the sleep of the dead, I didn't dream
I woke in the morning, washed my face in the sink
We headed into the Sierra Madres 'cross the border line
The winter sun shot through the black trees
I told myself it was all something in her
But as we drove I knew it was something in me
Something that'd been comin' for a long long time
And something that was here with me now
On Highway 29


The road was filled with broken glass and gasoline
She wasn't sayin' nothin', it was just a dream
The wind come silent through the windshield
All I could see was snow, sky and pines
I closed my eyes and I was runnin'
I was runnin' then I was flyin'