Bruce Frederick Joseph Springsteen Zirilli. Nació en Freehold, New Jersey, EE UU, el 23 de septiembre de 1949 de padre irlandés (Douglas Springsteen) y de madre italiana (Adele Zirilli). Creció en Freehold, Nueva Jersey.
Editó su primer disco en 1972, llamado "Greetings from Asbury Park", que vendió apenas 25.000 copias y tuvo poca acogida por la crítica. Su siguiente disco fue "The Wild, the Innocent and the E street Shuffle", editado al año siguiente, que tuvo una repercusión mayor.
¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
SONG: THE NEW TIMER ARTIST: BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN ALBUM: THE GHOST OF TOM JOAD TAB BY: DON CZARSKI EMAIL: [email protected]
THE NEW TIMER BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN
INTRO:
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VERSE: D He rode the rails since the Great Depression A Fifty years out on the skids He said "You don't cross nobody D You'll be all right out here kid."
VERSE: D Left my family in Pennsylvania A Searchin' for work I hit the road I met Frank in East Texas D In a freight yard blown through with snow
VERSE: D From Mexico to Colorado A California to the sea Frank he showed me the ropes sir D Just till I could get back on my feet
VERSE: D I hoed sugar beets outside of Firebaugh A I picked the peaches from the Marysville trees They bunked us in a barn just like animals D Me and a hundred others just like me
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VERSE: D We split up come the springtime A I never seen Frank again 'Cept one rainy night he blew by me on a grainer D Shouted my name and disappeared in the rain and wind
VERSE: D They found him shot dead outside of Stockton A His body lyin' on a muddy hill Nothin' taken, nothin' stolen D Somebody killin' just to kill
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BREAK: DAD Late that summer I was rollin' through the plains of Texas GD A vision passed before my eyes AD A small house sittin' trackside AD With the glow of the savior's beautiful light
DAD A woman stood cookin' in the kitchen GD Kid sat at a table with his old man AD Now I wonder does my son miss me AD Does he wonder where I am
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VERSE: D Tonight I pick my campsite carefully A Outside the Sacramento yard Gather some wood and light a fire D In the early winter dark
VERSE: D Wind whistling cold I pull my coat around me A Heat some coffee and stare out into the black night I lie awake I lie awake sir D With my machete by my side
VERSE: My Jesus your gracious love and mercy A Tonight I'm sorry could not fill My heart Like one good rifle D And the name of who I ought to kill