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“THE BOSS” Bruce Frederick Joseph Springsteen

Long Branch,

Nueva Jersey 23 septiembre de 1949

BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN. Es

un

cantante,

compositor

y

guitarrista

estadounidense

ampliamente

conocido

por su música rock vinculada a letras poéticas y a sentimientos tradicionales estadounidenses y relacionados particularmente con su Estado de origen, Nueva Jersey.

Las grabaciones de Springsteen han tendido a alternar, a lo largo de cuatro décadas, entre el rock y otros trabajos orientados hacia el folk, así como elllamado heartland rock.

En su extensa trayectoria musical, Bruce Springsteen ha sido galardonado con numerosos

premios, incluyendo veinte premios Grammy, dos Globos de Oro y un Premio de la Aca-

demia. Ha vendido 65 millones de álbumes en Estados Unidos y 120 en todo el mundo.


THE E STREET BAND. La E Street Band es un grupo de rock de de Estados Unidos. Conocido entre el público como la banda de Bruce Springsteen.

Este grupo musical ha seguido a Springsteen en gran parte de su discografía, aunque desde finales de 1988 hasta 1999, la Banda y Bruce Springsteen trabajaron por separado; excepto para la grabación del álbum Greatest Hits de 1995.

Además de tocar con Bruce Springsteen, la E Street Band ha colaborado con otros grandes cantantes, ya sea con la formación al completo o con algunos de sus miembros. Varíos de

estos grandes han sido: Bob Dylan, Tom Morello, Meat Loaf, Bonnie Tyler o Dire Straits entre otros.


BORN IN THE USA

Born down in a dead man town The first kick I took was when I hit the ground You end up like a dog that’s been beat too much Till you spend half your life just covering up Born in the u.s.a., I was born in the u.s.a. I was born in the u.s.a., born in the u.s.a. Got in a little hometown jam So they put a rifle in my hand Sent me off to a foreign land To go and kill the yellow man Born in the U.S.A... Come back home to the refinery Hiring man said son if it was up to me Went down to see my v.a. man He said son, don’t you understand

I had a brother at Khe Sahn Fighting off the Viet Cong They’re still there, he’s all gone He had a woman he loved in Saigon I got a picture of him in her arms now Down in the shadow of the penitentiary Out by the gas fires of the refinery I’m ten years burning down the road Nowhere to run aint got nowhere to go Born in the u.s.a., I was born in the u.s.a. Born in the u.s.a., I’m a long gone daddy in the u.s.a. Born in the u.s.a., born in the u.s.a. Born in the u.s.a., I’m a cool rocking daddy in the u.s.a.


MAGIC

I got a coin in my palm I can make it disappear I got a card up my sleeve name it and I’ll pull it out your ear I got a rabbit in my hat if you want to come and see this is what will be, this is what will be I got shackles on my wrist soon I’ll slip ‘em and be gone chain me in a box in your river and I’ll rise singin’ this song trust none of what you hear and less of what you see this is what will be, this is what will be I got a shiny saw blade all I need’s a volunteer I’ll cut you in half while you’re smiling ear to ear and the freedom that you sought’s driftin’ like a ghost amongst the treess this is what will be, this is what will be now there’s a fire down below but it’s comin’ up here so leave everything you know and carry only what you fear on the road the sun is sinkin’ low there’s bodies hangin’ in the trees this is what will be, this is what will be

DEVIL’S ARCADE

Remember the morning we dug up your gun The worms in the barrel, the hangin’ sun Those first nervous evenings of perfume and gin The lost smell on your breath as I helped you get it in The rush of your lips, the feel of your name The beat of your heart, the devil’s arcade You said heroes are needed, so heroes get made Somebody made a bet, somebody paid The cool desert morning, then nothin’ to save Just metal and plastic where your body caved The slow games of poker with Lieutenant Ray In the ward with the blue walls, a sea with no name Where you lie adrift with the heroes of the devil’s arcade You sleep and you dream of your buddies Charlie and Jim

And wake with a thick desert dust on your skin A voice says “don’t worry, I’m here Just whisper the word “tomorrow” in my ear A house on a quiet street, a home for the brave The glorious kingdom of the sun on your face Rising from a long night as dark as the grave On a thin chain of next moments and something like faith On a morning to order a breakfast to make A bed draped in sunshine, a body that waits For the touch of your fingers, the end of the day The beat of your heart, the beat of your heart The beat of your heart, the beat of your heart The beat of your heart, the beat of her heart The beat of your heart, the slow burning away Of the bitter fires of the devil’s arcade


LONG WALK HOME Last night I stood at your doorstep Trying to figure out what went wrong You just slipped somethin’ into my palm, then you were gone I could smell the same deep green of summer Above me the same night sky was glowin’ In the distance I could see the town where I was born It’s gonna be a long walk home Hey pretty darling, don’t wait up for me Gonna be a long walk home A long walk home In town I passed Sal’s grocery The barbershop on South Street I looked in their faces* They were all rank strangers to me The veteran’s hall high upon the hill Stood silent and alone The diner was shuttered and boarded With a sign that just said “gone” It’s gonna be a long walk home

Hey pretty darling, don’t wait up for me Gonna be a long walk home Hey pretty darling, don’t wait up for me Gonna be a long walk home It’s gonna be a long walk home Here everybody has a neighbor Everybody has a friend Everybody has a reason to begin again My father said “Son, we’re lucky in this town, It’s a beautiful place to be born. It just wraps its arms around you, Nobody crowds you and nobody goes it alone You know that flag flying over the courthouse Means certain things are set in stone Who we are, what we’ll do and what we won’t” It’s gonna be a long walk home Hey pretty darling, don’t wait up for me Gonna be a long walk home Hey pretty darling, don’t wait up for me Gonna be a long walk home It’s gonna be a long walk home It’s gonna be a long walk home Hey pretty darling, don’t wait up for me

Gonna be a long walk home Hey pretty darling, don’t wait up for me Gonna be a long walk home It’s gonna be a long walk home It’s gonna be a long walk home


MAGIC

1. Born in the U.S.A 2. Magic 3. Devil’s Arcade 4. Long walk home

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