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highway 29 - live at king's hall, belfast, uk, 03/19/96 - bruce springsteen lyrics

[verse 1]
i slipped on her shoe, she was a perfect size seven
i said “there’s no smoking in the store, ma’am.”
she crossed her legs and then we made some small talk
that’s where it should have stopped
she slipped me her number, i put it in my pocket
my hand slipped up her skirt
everything slipped my mind
in that little roadhouse on highway 29

[verse 2]
it was a small town bank, it was a mess
well, i had a gun, you know the rest
money on the floorboards
shirt was covered in blood and she was crying
her and me we headed south on highway 29

[verse 3]
in a little desert motel, the air was hot and clean
i slept the sleep of the dead, i didn’t dream
i woke in the morning, washed my face in the sink
we headed into the sierra madres across the borderline
the winter sun shot through the black trees
i told myself it was all something in her
but as we drove, i knew it was something in me
something that had been coming for a long, long time
and something that was here with me now on highway 29
[outro]
the road was filled with broken glass and gasoline
she wasn’t saying nothing, it was just a dream
the wind come silent through the windshield
all i could see was snow and sky and pine
i closed my eyes and i was running
yeah, i was running, then i was flying

- bruce springsteen lyrics

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