Seeds Lyrics
| Song | Seeds |
| Artist | Bruce Springsteen |
| Album | 2014/03/02 Auckland, NZ |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Lyrics：Bruce Springsteen Music：Bruce Springsteen | |
| Well a great black river a man had found | |
| So he put all his money in a hole in the ground | |
| And sent a big steel arm drivin' down down down | |
| Man now I live on the streets of Houston town | |
| Packed up my wife and kids when winter came along | |
| And we headed down south with just spit and a song | |
| But they said 'Sorry son it's gone gone gone' | |
| Well there's men hunkered down by the railroad tracks | |
| The Elkhorn Special blowin' my hair back | |
| Tents pitched on the highway in the dirty moonlight | |
| And I don't know where I'm gonna sleep tonight | |
| Parked in the lumberyard freezin' our asses off | |
| My kids in the back seat got a graveyard cough | |
| Well I'm sleepin' up in front with my wife | |
| Billy club tappin' on the windshield in the middle of the night | |
| Says 'Move along man move along' | |
| Well big limousine long shiny and black | |
| You don't look ahead you don't look back | |
| How many times can you get up after you've been hit? | |
| Well I swear if I could spare the spit | |
| I'd lay one on your shiny chrome | |
| And send you on your way back home | |
| So if you're gonna leave your town where the north wind blow | |
| To go on down where that sweet soda river flow | |
| Well you better think twice on it Jack | |
| You're better off buyin' a shotgun dead off the rack | |
| You ain't gonna find nothin' down here friend | |
| Except seeds blowin' up the highway in the south wind | |
| Movin' on movin' on it's gone gone it's all gone |
| Lyrics: Bruce Springsteen Music: Bruce Springsteen | |
| Well a great black river a man had found | |
| So he put all his money in a hole in the ground | |
| And sent a big steel arm drivin' down down down | |
| Man now I live on the streets of Houston town | |
| Packed up my wife and kids when winter came along | |
| And we headed down south with just spit and a song | |
| But they said ' Sorry son it' s gone gone gone' | |
| Well there' s men hunkered down by the railroad tracks | |
| The Elkhorn Special blowin' my hair back | |
| Tents pitched on the highway in the dirty moonlight | |
| And I don' t know where I' m gonna sleep tonight | |
| Parked in the lumberyard freezin' our asses off | |
| My kids in the back seat got a graveyard cough | |
| Well I' m sleepin' up in front with my wife | |
| Billy club tappin' on the windshield in the middle of the night | |
| Says ' Move along man move along' | |
| Well big limousine long shiny and black | |
| You don' t look ahead you don' t look back | |
| How many times can you get up after you' ve been hit? | |
| Well I swear if I could spare the spit | |
| I' d lay one on your shiny chrome | |
| And send you on your way back home | |
| So if you' re gonna leave your town where the north wind blow | |
| To go on down where that sweet soda river flow | |
| Well you better think twice on it Jack | |
| You' re better off buyin' a shotgun dead off the rack | |
| You ain' t gonna find nothin' down here friend | |
| Except seeds blowin' up the highway in the south wind | |
| Movin' on movin' on it' s gone gone it' s all gone |
| Lyrics: Bruce Springsteen Music: Bruce Springsteen | |
| Well a great black river a man had found | |
| So he put all his money in a hole in the ground | |
| And sent a big steel arm drivin' down down down | |
| Man now I live on the streets of Houston town | |
| Packed up my wife and kids when winter came along | |
| And we headed down south with just spit and a song | |
| But they said ' Sorry son it' s gone gone gone' | |
| Well there' s men hunkered down by the railroad tracks | |
| The Elkhorn Special blowin' my hair back | |
| Tents pitched on the highway in the dirty moonlight | |
| And I don' t know where I' m gonna sleep tonight | |
| Parked in the lumberyard freezin' our asses off | |
| My kids in the back seat got a graveyard cough | |
| Well I' m sleepin' up in front with my wife | |
| Billy club tappin' on the windshield in the middle of the night | |
| Says ' Move along man move along' | |
| Well big limousine long shiny and black | |
| You don' t look ahead you don' t look back | |
| How many times can you get up after you' ve been hit? | |
| Well I swear if I could spare the spit | |
| I' d lay one on your shiny chrome | |
| And send you on your way back home | |
| So if you' re gonna leave your town where the north wind blow | |
| To go on down where that sweet soda river flow | |
| Well you better think twice on it Jack | |
| You' re better off buyin' a shotgun dead off the rack | |
| You ain' t gonna find nothin' down here friend | |
| Except seeds blowin' up the highway in the south wind | |
| Movin' on movin' on it' s gone gone it' s all gone |
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