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The Angel | Wild Billy´s Circus Story | Thunder Road | Born to Run | Racing in the Street | Cadillac Ranch | Nebraska | Highway Patrolman | State Trooper | Darlington County | Working on the Highway | Seeds | Light of Day | The Ghost of Tom Joad | Highway 29 | The New Timer
The Angel
( Greetings from Asbury Park, New Jersey. 1972. )
The angel rides with hunchbacked children
Poison oozing from his engine
Wieldin´ love as a lethal weapon
On his way to hubcap heaven
Baseball cards poked in his spokes
His boots in oil he´s patiently soaked
The roadside attendant nervously jokes as the angel´s tires
Stroke his precious pavement.


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Wild Billy´s Circus Story
(The Wild, the Innocent, and the E Street Shuffle. 1973.)

And the circus boss leans over and whispers into the little boy´s ear
Hey son you wanna try the big top
All aboard, Nebraska´s our next stop.


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Thunder Road
(Born to Run. 1975.)

Well now I´m no hero that´s understood
All the redemption I can offer is beneath this dirty hood
With a chance to make it good somehow hey what else can we do now
Except roll down the window and let the wind blow back your hair
Well the night´s busting open these two lanes will take us anywhere
We got one last chance to make it real
To trade in these wings on some wheels
Climb in back heaven´s waiting down on the tracks


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Born to Run
(Born to Run. 1975.)

In the day we sweat it out on the streets
Of a runaway American dream
At night we ride through mansions of glory in suicide machines
Sprung from cages out on Highway 9
Chrome wheeled fuel injected and stepping out over the line
Baby this town rips the bones from your back
It´s a death trap it´s a suicide rap
We gotta get out while we´re young
´Cause tramps like us baby we were born to run


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Racing in the Street
(Darkness on the Edge of Town. 1978.)

We take all the action we can meet
And we cover all the northeast state
When the strip shuts down we run ´em in the street
From the fire roads to the interstate
Some guys they just give up living
And start dying little by little piece by piece
Some guys come home from work and wash up
Then go racin´ in the street


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An ordinary guy without big-time aspirations, the song´s protagonist is something of an anti-hero. A sixty-nine Chevy waiting outside the Seven-Eleven store; his partner Sonny who helped build the car "straight out of scratch"; and the triumph of blowing them all out of their seats; this is what the guy can grab from life´s scanty offerings when he races in the street. He is one of those (typically Springsteen) characters whose attempts to escape the clutch of everyday life seem doomed from the beginning. It is hardly a surprise that in the end even love fails him and that his girl cries herself to sleep at night.

Still, this racer is not run off the tracks so easily. When his baby is sitting on the porch, blankly staring into the night, he regains his spirit: Calling out pleadingly to "all those shut-down strangers and hot rod angels / rumbling through this promised land," he asserts that he and his baby will ride to the sea together tonight, to wash their sins off their hands, and then go racing in the street.


Cadillac Ranch
(The River. 1980.)
Well there she sits buddy just a-gleaming in the sun
There to greet a working man when his day is done
I´m gonna pack my pa and I´m gonna pack my aunt
I´m gonna take ´em down to the Cadillac Ranch
...

Cadillac Cadillac
Long and dark shiny and black
Open up your engines let ´em roar
Tearing up the highway like a big old dinosaur



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In terms of its topic - the Cadillac -, this up-tempo rock ´n´ roll song may well be prototypically American. Industrial America´s number one commmodity awaits the American working man at the end of his long day, always gleaming; he may drive her home, drive her to his girl, or just drive her, anyway.

Still, the praise of the Cadillac may be as double-edged as the metaphor of the Amarillo, Texas Cadillac Ranch. There, several specimens of the American dream´s chrome version are buried halfway in the ground. Perhaps James Dean and Burt Reynolds, emissaries of U.S. pop culture, will meet at this national monument not for fun and not quite voluntarily; perhaps they will also meet there for the very last time. To be sure, the protagonist´s love of Cadillacs and of Amarillo vanishes in the course of the song. In the last verse, he pleads to his girl that she may not let him be taken to the Cadillac Ranch, and in the end a certain long and dark, shiny and black automobile even pulls up to his house and drives off again with his "little girl."

But should one take the song so seriously, anyway? Springsteen himself considers Cadillac Ranch "just fun to play" at live shows. Stadium audiences who have sung along the chorus with roaring passion may well agree.


Nebraska
(Nebraska. 1982.)
I saw her standin´ on her front lawn
Just twirlin´ her baton
Me and her went for a ride, sir
And ten innocent people died

From the town of Lincoln, Nebraska
With a sawed-off .410 on my lap
Through to the badlands of Wyoming
I killed everything in my path


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No sunset, no hills rolling under fiery Western skies, no Promised Land. This is the very last road trip: right to death row. The story of the deadly ride of Charles Starkweather, the mass murderer, and his teenage girlfriend has already been told in Terrence Malick´s 1973 movie Badlands. In Nebraska, the killer himself does the singing, from behind bars, at midnight, awaiting his execution. The gloom of deserted highways and of the Midwest´s gray and endless plains lingers throughout the song, and when the murderer is finally asked to give a reason for his deeds, he simply answers, "Well, sir, I guess there´s just a meanness in this world."


Highway Patrolman
(Nebraska. 1982.)

Well the night was like any other
I got a call ´bout quarter to nine
There was trouble in a roadhouse out on the Michigan line
There was a kid lyin´ on the floor lookin´ bad
Bleedin´ hard from his head
There was a girl cryin´ at a table
It was Frank they said

Well I went out and I jumped in my car
And I hit the lights
I must of done 110 through the Michigan county that night
It was out at the crossroads, down round Willow bank
Seen a Buick with Ohio plates behind the wheel was Frank
Well I chased him through them county roads
Till a sign said Canadian border five miles from here
I pulled over the side of the highway
And watched his taillights disappear


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State Trooper
(Nebraska. 1982.)
New Jersey turnpike
Ridin´ on a wet night
´Neath the refinery´s glow
Out where the great black rivers flow
License, registration
I ain´t got none
But I got a clear conscience
´Bout the things that I done

Mister state trooper
Please don´t stop me
Please don´t stop me


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Darlington County
(Born in the U.S.A. 1984.)
Driving in to Darlington County
Me and Wayne on the Fourth of July
Driving in to Darlington County
Looking for some work on the county line
...
...
Little girl you´re so young and pretty
Walk with me and you can have your way
And we´ll leave this Darlington City
For a ride down that Dixie Highway

Driving out of Darlington County
My eyes seen the glory of the coming of the Lord
Driving out of Darlington County
Seen Wayne handcuffed to the bumper of a state trooper´s Ford




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This lucky guy heads out on the road twice. First, he drives down to Darlington County from New York with his buddy Wayne, in a joyful quest for work and women. Staying in Darlington County for a couple of days, he finds a girl, courts her, and climbs into his car a second time to drive off with the pretty one. Wayne, the buddy, has got lost in the meantime. He reappears only at the end of the song, when it is already clear that the buddy has been traded in for the lover. Wayne´s arrest finally sets the protagonist free to follow the call of sweet romance.

Apart from these serious matters, Darlington County, of course, has all the ingredients that make a good old American road song: an 800-mile ride, no cops to be seen; rock´n´roll music "blasting off the T-Top"; a chorus of numerous "sha la la"s; and the girl who is willing to come along on a ride to - well, where?


Working on the Highway
(Born in the U.S.A. 1984.)

We lit out down to Florida we got along all right
One day her brothers came and got her and they took me in a black and white
The prosecutor kept the promise that he made on that day
And the judge got mad and he put me straight away
I wake up every morning to the work bell clang
Me and the warden go swinging on the Charlotte County road gang

Working on the highway laying down the blacktop
Working on the highway all day long I don´t stop
Working on the highway blasting through the bedrock
Working on the highway
Working on the highway


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Seeds
(Bruce Springsteen and the E Street Band Live / 1975-85 . 1986.)

Packed up my wife and kids when winter came along
And we headed down south with just spit and a song
But they said "Sorry son it´s gone gone gone"
....

So if you´re gonna leave your town where the north wind blows
To go on down where that sweet soda river flows
Well you better think twice on it Jack
You´re better off buying a shotgun dead off the rack
You ain´t gonna find nothin´ down here friend
Except seeds blowin´ up the highway in the south wind
Movin´ on movin´ on it´s gone gone
It´s all gone




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"Well a great black river a man had found ... Man now I live on the streets of Houston town." At the end of the first verse already, one man has become rich while another one has ended up sleeping in his car. American economy has found another victim.
This polemic against capitalism, however, is not just a vague, commonplace one. The places, the people, and the circumstances of their plight are specified,and the song is given a concrete historical dimension: the southern migration of the Northeast´s white working class during the 1970s and 80s. The protagonist and his wife and kids leave their home because of economic crisis in the postindustrial North. Texas oil lures them south, to seek the sweet soda rivers of Houston.

Like many of Springsteen´s wanderers, they find themselves disillusioned and embittered; with seeds blowing up the highways of Texas, the song ends on a note of senselessness and futility. The last verse is a warning to other would-be migrants by one who knows: The South, after all, has little to offer, and migration is only the beginning of new difficulties .


Light of Day
(In Concert - Plugged in L.A. 1992.)

Well I´ve been out of the woods for six days and nights now
Well I´m a little hot wired, but I´m feeling all right
I got some money in my pocket and a long lean ride
I got to make it down to Galveston by Saturday night

Well I´m a little down under, but I´m feeling O.K.
Got a little lost along the way
I´m just around the corner to the light of day
Well, I´m just around the corner to the light of day


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The Ghost of Tom Joad
(The Ghost of Tom Joad. 1995.)

Men walkin´ ´long the railroad tracks
Goin´ someplace there´s no goin´ back
Highway patrol choppers comin´ up over the ridge
Hot soup on a campfire under the bridge
Shelter line strechin´ ´round the corner
Welcome to the new world order
Families sleepin´ in their cars in the Southwest
No home no job no peace no rest

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The highway is alive tonight
But nobody´s kiddin´ nobody about where it goes
I´m sittin´ down here in the campfire light
Searchin´ for the ghost of Tom Joad




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Decades after the Dust Bowl migration depicted in John Steinbeck´s The Grapes of Wrath, the highway is alive again, teeming with American society´s underdogs. Times have not changed much since Steinbeck´s thirties; still, whole families have to sleep in their cars or seek shelter at campfires. They are cast out onto the road by the same forces of progress that set Steinbeck´s migrants on their westward course, only in the nineties economic hardship comes under the guise of the "new world order."

The will to endure is the most outstanding quality Springsteen´s drifters share with Steinbeck´s Okies. Struggling for material survival, they are searching for the spirit to carry on when the Promised Land is out of sight and the highway is bound to become their home. They may have just found it at the end of the song, when the "ghost of old Tom Joad" has joined the singer at his nightly campfire.


Highway 29
(The Ghost of Tom Joad. 1995.)

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
...
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´


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The New Timer
(The Ghost of Tom Joad. 1995.)

He rode the rails since the Great Depression
Fifty years out on the skids
He said, "You don´t cross nobody
You´ll be alright out here kid."

Left my family in Pennsylvania
Searchin´ for work I hit the road
I met Frank in East Texas
In a freight yard blown through with snow
From New Mexico to Colorado
California to the sea
Frank he showed me the ropes sir
Just till I could get back on my feet


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The Angel | Wild Billy´s Circus Story | Thunder Road | Born to Run | Racing in the Street | Cadillac Ranch | Nebraska | Highway Patrolman | State Trooper | Darlington County | Working on the Highway | Seeds | Light of Day | The Ghost of Tom Joad | Highway 29 | The New Timer