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Springsteen Songtext
von Eric Church

Springsteen Songtext

To this day, when I hear that song
I see you standin′ there on that lawn
Discount shades, store-bought tan
Flip-flops and cut-off jeans
Somewhere between that setting sun
"I'm on Fire" and "Born to Run"
You looked at me, and I was done
But we were just getting started

I was singin′ to you, you were singin' to me
I was so alive, never been more free
Fired up my daddy's lighter, and we sang, "Oh"
Stayed there ′til they forced us out
And took the long way to your house
I can still hear the sound of you sayin′, "Don't go"


When I think about you, I think about 17
I think about my old Jeep
I think about the stars in the sky
Funny how a melody sounds like a memory
Like the soundtrack to a July Saturday night
Springsteen

I bumped into you by happenstance
You probably wouldn′t even know who I am
But if I whispered your name, I bet there'd still be a spark
From back when I was gasoline
And this old tattoo had brand-new ink
And we didn′t care what your mom would think
'Bout your name on my arm

Baby, is it spring or is it summer
The guitar sound or the beat of that drummer
You hear sometimes late at night
On your radio?
Even though you′re a million miles away
When you hear "Born in the USA"
Do you relive those glory days
So long ago?


When you think about me, do you think about 17?
Do you think about my old Jeep?
Think about the stars in the sky?
Funny how a melody sounds like a memory
Like a soundtrack to a July Saturday night
Springsteen
Springsteen

Whoa-oh-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh-oh

Funny how a melody sounds like a memory
Like a soundtrack to a July Saturday night
Springsteen
Springsteen
Whoa, Springsteen

Whoa-oh-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh-oh

Whoa-oh-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh, whoa-oh, oh-oh, whoa-oh
Oh-oh, whoa-oh, oh-oh, whoa-oh
Oh-oh, whoa-oh, oh-oh, whoa-oh
Oh-oh, whoa-oh, oh-oh, whoa-oh
Oh-oh, whoa-oh, oh-oh, whoa-oh
Oh-oh, whoa-oh, oh

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