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BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN

Child Bride

A lovely, poignant song
About a man fated to be kept apart from his true love

Well, sometimes I dream of gettin' outta here,
Headin' down towards them old tracks
I swore I'd come and get her
But I know I ain't never goin' back

There's nights I can't sleep
No matter how hard I try
So from my window I watch the moonlight
Fall on the far hillside

I imagine I put on my jacket,
Go down to this little roadside bar
Pick a stranger and spin around the dance floor
To a mexican guitar


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