| Song | Highway Patrolman |
| Artist | Bruce Springsteen |
| Album | Nebraska |
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| 作词 : Springsteen | |
| My name is Joe Roberts I work for the state | |
| I'm a sergeant out of Perrineville barracks number 8 | |
| I always done an honest job as honest as I could | |
| I got a brother named Franky and Franky ain't no good | |
| Now ever since we was young kids it's been the same come down | |
| I get a call over the radio Franky's in trouble downtown | |
| Well if it was any other man, I'd put him straight away | |
| But when it's your brother sometimes you look the other way | |
| Me and Franky laughin' and drinkin' nothin' feels better than blood on blood | |
| Takin' turns dancin' with Maria as the band played "Night of the Johnstown Flood" | |
| I catch him when he's strayin' like any brother would | |
| Man turns his back on his family well he just ain't no good | |
| Well Franky went in the army back in 1965 I got a farm deferment, settled down, took Maria for my wife | |
| But them wheat prices kept on droppin' till it was like we were gettin' robbed | |
| Franky came home in '68, and me, I took this job | |
| Yea we're laughin' and drinkin' nothin' feels better than blood on blood | |
| Takin' turns dancin' with Maria as the band played "Night of the Johnstown Flood" | |
| I catch him when he's strayin', teach him how to walk that line | |
| Man turns his back on his family he ain't no friend of mine | |
| Well the night was like any other, I got a call 'bout quarter to nine | |
| There was trouble in a roadhouse out on the Michigan line | |
| There was a kid lyin' on the floor lookin' bad bleedin' hard from his head there was a girl cryin' at a table and it was Frank, they said | |
| Well I went out and I jumped in my car and I hit the lights | |
| Well I must of done one hundred and ten through Michigan county that night | |
| It was out at the crossroads, down round Willow bank | |
| Seen a Buick with Ohio plates behind the wheel was Frank | |
| Well I chased him through them county roads till a sign said Canadian border five miles from here | |
| I pulled over the side of the highway and watched his taillights disappear | |
| Me and Franky laughin' and drinkin' | |
| Nothin' feels better than blood on blood | |
| Takin' turns dancin' with Maria as the band played "Night of the Johnstown Flood" | |
| I catch him when he's strayin' like any brother would | |
| Man turns his back on his family well he just ain't no good |
| zuo ci : Springsteen | |
| My name is Joe Roberts I work for the state | |
| I' m a sergeant out of Perrineville barracks number 8 | |
| I always done an honest job as honest as I could | |
| I got a brother named Franky and Franky ain' t no good | |
| Now ever since we was young kids it' s been the same come down | |
| I get a call over the radio Franky' s in trouble downtown | |
| Well if it was any other man, I' d put him straight away | |
| But when it' s your brother sometimes you look the other way | |
| Me and Franky laughin' and drinkin' nothin' feels better than blood on blood | |
| Takin' turns dancin' with Maria as the band played " Night of the Johnstown Flood" | |
| I catch him when he' s strayin' like any brother would | |
| Man turns his back on his family well he just ain' t no good | |
| Well Franky went in the army back in 1965 I got a farm deferment, settled down, took Maria for my wife | |
| But them wheat prices kept on droppin' till it was like we were gettin' robbed | |
| Franky came home in ' 68, and me, I took this job | |
| Yea we' re laughin' and drinkin' nothin' feels better than blood on blood | |
| Takin' turns dancin' with Maria as the band played " Night of the Johnstown Flood" | |
| I catch him when he' s strayin', teach him how to walk that line | |
| Man turns his back on his family he ain' t no friend of mine | |
| Well the night was like any other, I got a call ' bout quarter to nine | |
| There was trouble in a roadhouse out on the Michigan line | |
| There was a kid lyin' on the floor lookin' bad bleedin' hard from his head there was a girl cryin' at a table and it was Frank, they said | |
| Well I went out and I jumped in my car and I hit the lights | |
| Well I must of done one hundred and ten through Michigan county that night | |
| It was out at the crossroads, down round Willow bank | |
| Seen a Buick with Ohio plates behind the wheel was Frank | |
| Well I chased him through them county roads till a sign said Canadian border five miles from here | |
| I pulled over the side of the highway and watched his taillights disappear | |
| Me and Franky laughin' and drinkin' | |
| Nothin' feels better than blood on blood | |
| Takin' turns dancin' with Maria as the band played " Night of the Johnstown Flood" | |
| I catch him when he' s strayin' like any brother would | |
| Man turns his back on his family well he just ain' t no good |
| zuò cí : Springsteen | |
| My name is Joe Roberts I work for the state | |
| I' m a sergeant out of Perrineville barracks number 8 | |
| I always done an honest job as honest as I could | |
| I got a brother named Franky and Franky ain' t no good | |
| Now ever since we was young kids it' s been the same come down | |
| I get a call over the radio Franky' s in trouble downtown | |
| Well if it was any other man, I' d put him straight away | |
| But when it' s your brother sometimes you look the other way | |
| Me and Franky laughin' and drinkin' nothin' feels better than blood on blood | |
| Takin' turns dancin' with Maria as the band played " Night of the Johnstown Flood" | |
| I catch him when he' s strayin' like any brother would | |
| Man turns his back on his family well he just ain' t no good | |
| Well Franky went in the army back in 1965 I got a farm deferment, settled down, took Maria for my wife | |
| But them wheat prices kept on droppin' till it was like we were gettin' robbed | |
| Franky came home in ' 68, and me, I took this job | |
| Yea we' re laughin' and drinkin' nothin' feels better than blood on blood | |
| Takin' turns dancin' with Maria as the band played " Night of the Johnstown Flood" | |
| I catch him when he' s strayin', teach him how to walk that line | |
| Man turns his back on his family he ain' t no friend of mine | |
| Well the night was like any other, I got a call ' bout quarter to nine | |
| There was trouble in a roadhouse out on the Michigan line | |
| There was a kid lyin' on the floor lookin' bad bleedin' hard from his head there was a girl cryin' at a table and it was Frank, they said | |
| Well I went out and I jumped in my car and I hit the lights | |
| Well I must of done one hundred and ten through Michigan county that night | |
| It was out at the crossroads, down round Willow bank | |
| Seen a Buick with Ohio plates behind the wheel was Frank | |
| Well I chased him through them county roads till a sign said Canadian border five miles from here | |
| I pulled over the side of the highway and watched his taillights disappear | |
| Me and Franky laughin' and drinkin' | |
| Nothin' feels better than blood on blood | |
| Takin' turns dancin' with Maria as the band played " Night of the Johnstown Flood" | |
| I catch him when he' s strayin' like any brother would | |
| Man turns his back on his family well he just ain' t no good |