domingo, 9 de diciembre de 2012

BORN IN THE U.S.A / BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN / NIVEL 3





BORN DOWN IN A DEAD MAN´S TOWN
THE FIRST KICK I TOOK WAS WHEN I HIT THE GROUND
YOU END
UP LIKE A DOG THAT´S BEEN BEAT TOO MUCH
 ‘TI
LL YOU SPEND HALF YOUR LIFE JUST COVERING UP

BORN IN
THE U.S.A.
I WAS BORN IN THE
U.S.A.
I W
AS BORN IN THE U.S.A.
BORN IN
THE U.S.A.

GOT IN A LI
TTLE HOMETOWN JAM
SO THEY PUT A RIFLE IN MY HAND
SENT ME O
FF TO A FOREIGN LAND
TO GO AND KI
LL THE YELLOW MEN

B
ORN IN THE U.S.A.
I WAS BORN IN THE
U.S.A.
I W
AS BORN IN THE U.S.A.
I WAS BORN IN THE U.S.A.
BORN IN
THE U.S.A.

COME BA
CK HOME TO THE REFINERY
HIRING MAN S
AYS "SON IF IT WAS UP TO ME"
WENT DO
WN TO SEE MY V.A. MAN
HE S
AID "SON, DON´T YOU UNDERSTAND"

I HAD A BRO
THER AT THE SAHN FIGHTING OFF THE VIET CONG
THEY´RE STILL THERE, HE´S ALL GONE

HE HAD A W
OMAN HE LOVED IN SAIGON
I GOT A PI
CTURE OF HIM IN HER ARMS NOW

DO
WN IN THE SHADOW OF THE PENITENTIARY
OUT BY THE GAS FIRES OF THE REFINERY
I´M TEN Y
EARS BURNING DOWN THE ROAD
NOWHERE TO RUN AIN´T GOT NOWHERE TO GO

BORN IN
THE U.S.A.
I W
AS BORN IN THE U.S.A.
BORN IN
THE U.S.A.
I´M A LONG GON
E 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 C
OOL ROCKING DADDY IN THE U.S.A

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