My Hometown (Live at Giants Stadium,E.Rutherford,NJ-August22,1985)
[00:00.39]Bruce Springsteen - My Hometown (Live at Giants Stadium,E.Rutherford,NJ-August22,1985)
[00:23.04]I was eight years old and running with a dime in my hand
[00:31.23]Into the bus stop to pick up a paper for my old man
[00:39.75]I'd sit on his lap in that big old Buick
[00:43.85]And steer as we drove through town
[00:48.17]He'd tousle my hair and say son
[00:51.51]Take a good look around this is your hometown
[01:01.61]This is your hometown
[01:05.64]This is your hometown
[01:09.94]This is your hometown
[01:18.82]In'65 tension was running high at my high school
[01:27.03]There was a lot of fights between the black and white
[01:31.44]There was nothing you could do
[01:35.63]Two cars at a light on a Saturday night
[01:39.66]In the back seat there was a gun
[01:44.52]Words were passed in a shotgun blast
[01:48.69]Troubled times had come to my hometown
[01:57.56]My hometown
[02:01.74]My hometown
[02:05.94]My hometown
[02:14.63]Now Main Street's whitewashed windows
[02:18.66]And vacant stores
[02:23.06]Seems like there ain't nobody
[02:26.71]Wants to come down here no more
[02:31.64]They're closing down the textile mill
[02:35.51]Across the railroad tracks
[02:39.84]Foreman says these jobs are going boys
[02:44.08]And they ain't coming back to your hometown
[02:53.00]Your hometown
[02:57.41]Your hometown
[03:01.67]Your hometown
[03:10.41]Last night me and Kate we laid in bed
[03:14.45]Talking about getting out
[03:18.94]Packing up our bags maybe heading south
[03:27.37]I'm thirty-five we got a boy of our own now
[03:35.79]Last night I sat him up
[03:38.07]Behind the wheel
[03:40.04]And said son take a good look around
[03:47.06]This is your hometown
[00:23.04]I was eight years old and running with a dime in my hand
[00:31.23]Into the bus stop to pick up a paper for my old man
[00:39.75]I'd sit on his lap in that big old Buick
[00:43.85]And steer as we drove through town
[00:48.17]He'd tousle my hair and say son
[00:51.51]Take a good look around this is your hometown
[01:01.61]This is your hometown
[01:05.64]This is your hometown
[01:09.94]This is your hometown
[01:18.82]In'65 tension was running high at my high school
[01:27.03]There was a lot of fights between the black and white
[01:31.44]There was nothing you could do
[01:35.63]Two cars at a light on a Saturday night
[01:39.66]In the back seat there was a gun
[01:44.52]Words were passed in a shotgun blast
[01:48.69]Troubled times had come to my hometown
[01:57.56]My hometown
[02:01.74]My hometown
[02:05.94]My hometown
[02:14.63]Now Main Street's whitewashed windows
[02:18.66]And vacant stores
[02:23.06]Seems like there ain't nobody
[02:26.71]Wants to come down here no more
[02:31.64]They're closing down the textile mill
[02:35.51]Across the railroad tracks
[02:39.84]Foreman says these jobs are going boys
[02:44.08]And they ain't coming back to your hometown
[02:53.00]Your hometown
[02:57.41]Your hometown
[03:01.67]Your hometown
[03:10.41]Last night me and Kate we laid in bed
[03:14.45]Talking about getting out
[03:18.94]Packing up our bags maybe heading south
[03:27.37]I'm thirty-five we got a boy of our own now
[03:35.79]Last night I sat him up
[03:38.07]Behind the wheel
[03:40.04]And said son take a good look around
[03:47.06]This is your hometown
Bruce Springsteen - My Hometown (Live at Giants Stadium,E.Rutherford,NJ-August22,1985)
I was eight years old and running with a dime in my hand
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
He'd tousle my hair and say son
Take a good look around this is your hometown
This is your hometown
This is your hometown
This is your hometown
In'65 tension was running high at my high school
There was a lot of fights between the black and white
There was nothing you could do
Two cars at a light on a Saturday night
In the back seat there was a gun
Words were passed in a shotgun blast
Troubled times had come to my hometown
My hometown
My hometown
My hometown
Now Main Street's whitewashed windows
And vacant stores
Seems like there ain't nobody
Wants to come down here no more
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 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
I was eight years old and running with a dime in my hand
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
He'd tousle my hair and say son
Take a good look around this is your hometown
This is your hometown
This is your hometown
This is your hometown
In'65 tension was running high at my high school
There was a lot of fights between the black and white
There was nothing you could do
Two cars at a light on a Saturday night
In the back seat there was a gun
Words were passed in a shotgun blast
Troubled times had come to my hometown
My hometown
My hometown
My hometown
Now Main Street's whitewashed windows
And vacant stores
Seems like there ain't nobody
Wants to come down here no more
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 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
