| Song | Better Days |
| Artist | Bruce Springsteen |
| Album | Lucky Town |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Lyrics:Bruce Springsteen Music:Bruce Springsteen | |
| Well my soul checked out missing as I sat listening | |
| To the hours and minutes tickin' away | |
| Yeah, just sittin' around waitin' for my life to begin | |
| While it was all just slippin' away. | |
| I'm tired of waitin' for tomorrow to come | |
| Or that train to come roarin' 'round the bend | |
| I got a new suit of clothes a pretty red rose | |
| And a woman I can call my friend | |
| These are better days baby | |
| Yeah there's better days shining through | |
| These are better days baby | |
| Better days with a girl like you | |
| Well I took a piss at fortune's sweet kiss | |
| It's like eatin' caviar and dirt | |
| It's a sad funny ending to find yourself pretending | |
| A rich man in a poor man's shirt | |
| Now my ass was draggin' when from a passin' gypsy wagon | |
| Your heart like a diamond shone | |
| Tonight I'm layin' in your arms carvin' lucky charms | |
| Out of these heard luck bones | |
| These are better days baby | |
| These are better days it's true | |
| These are better days | |
| There's better days shining through | |
| Now a life of leisure and a pirate's treasure | |
| Don't make much for tragedy | |
| But it's a sad man my friend who's livin' in his own skin | |
| And can't stand the company | |
| Every fool's got a reason to feelin' sorry for himself | |
| And turn his heart to stone | |
| Tonight this fool's halfway to heaven and just a mile outta hell | |
| And I feel like I'm comin' home | |
| These are better days baby | |
| There's better days shining through | |
| These are better days | |
| Better days with a girl like you | |
| These are better days baby | |
| These are better days it's true | |
| These are better days | |
| Better days are shining through |
| Lyrics: Bruce Springsteen Music: Bruce Springsteen | |
| Well my soul checked out missing as I sat listening | |
| To the hours and minutes tickin' away | |
| Yeah, just sittin' around waitin' for my life to begin | |
| While it was all just slippin' away. | |
| I' m tired of waitin' for tomorrow to come | |
| Or that train to come roarin' ' round the bend | |
| I got a new suit of clothes a pretty red rose | |
| And a woman I can call my friend | |
| These are better days baby | |
| Yeah there' s better days shining through | |
| These are better days baby | |
| Better days with a girl like you | |
| Well I took a piss at fortune' s sweet kiss | |
| It' s like eatin' caviar and dirt | |
| It' s a sad funny ending to find yourself pretending | |
| A rich man in a poor man' s shirt | |
| Now my ass was draggin' when from a passin' gypsy wagon | |
| Your heart like a diamond shone | |
| Tonight I' m layin' in your arms carvin' lucky charms | |
| Out of these heard luck bones | |
| These are better days baby | |
| These are better days it' s true | |
| These are better days | |
| There' s better days shining through | |
| Now a life of leisure and a pirate' s treasure | |
| Don' t make much for tragedy | |
| But it' s a sad man my friend who' s livin' in his own skin | |
| And can' t stand the company | |
| Every fool' s got a reason to feelin' sorry for himself | |
| And turn his heart to stone | |
| Tonight this fool' s halfway to heaven and just a mile outta hell | |
| And I feel like I' m comin' home | |
| These are better days baby | |
| There' s better days shining through | |
| These are better days | |
| Better days with a girl like you | |
| These are better days baby | |
| These are better days it' s true | |
| These are better days | |
| Better days are shining through |
| Lyrics: Bruce Springsteen Music: Bruce Springsteen | |
| Well my soul checked out missing as I sat listening | |
| To the hours and minutes tickin' away | |
| Yeah, just sittin' around waitin' for my life to begin | |
| While it was all just slippin' away. | |
| I' m tired of waitin' for tomorrow to come | |
| Or that train to come roarin' ' round the bend | |
| I got a new suit of clothes a pretty red rose | |
| And a woman I can call my friend | |
| These are better days baby | |
| Yeah there' s better days shining through | |
| These are better days baby | |
| Better days with a girl like you | |
| Well I took a piss at fortune' s sweet kiss | |
| It' s like eatin' caviar and dirt | |
| It' s a sad funny ending to find yourself pretending | |
| A rich man in a poor man' s shirt | |
| Now my ass was draggin' when from a passin' gypsy wagon | |
| Your heart like a diamond shone | |
| Tonight I' m layin' in your arms carvin' lucky charms | |
| Out of these heard luck bones | |
| These are better days baby | |
| These are better days it' s true | |
| These are better days | |
| There' s better days shining through | |
| Now a life of leisure and a pirate' s treasure | |
| Don' t make much for tragedy | |
| But it' s a sad man my friend who' s livin' in his own skin | |
| And can' t stand the company | |
| Every fool' s got a reason to feelin' sorry for himself | |
| And turn his heart to stone | |
| Tonight this fool' s halfway to heaven and just a mile outta hell | |
| And I feel like I' m comin' home | |
| These are better days baby | |
| There' s better days shining through | |
| These are better days | |
| Better days with a girl like you | |
| These are better days baby | |
| These are better days it' s true | |
| These are better days | |
| Better days are shining through |