Bruce Springsteen – Song For Orphans (Guitar Live)

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Well the multitude assembled and tried to make the noise

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Them black blind poet generals and restless loud white boys

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But time's grew thin and the axis was somehow incomplete

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And instead of child lions we found aging junkie sheep

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How many wasted have I seen signed "Hollywood or bust"

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Left to ride the ever ghostly Arizona gusts

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Cheerleader tramps and kids with big amps sounding in the void

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High society vamps, ex-heavyweight champs mistaking soot for soil

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So break me now big Mama as Old Faithful breaks the day

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Believe me my good Linda, the aurora will shine the way

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The confederacy's in my name now, the hounds are held at bay

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The axis needs a stronger arm, do you feel your muscles play

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The doorstep blanket weaver, Madonna pushes bells

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From house to house I see her giving last kisses and wishing well

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To every gypsy mystic hero that the kids might find a place

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Who've been lost forever mama and papa on their weekends out in space

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Well sons they search for fathers, but the fathers are all gone

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The lost souls search for saviors, but saviors don't last long

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Those aimless questless renegade brats who live their lives in song

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They run the length of a candle, in a goodnight whisper they're gone

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So break me now big Mama as Old Faithful breaks the day

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Believe me my good Linda, the aurora will shine the way

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The confederacy's in my name now, we'll hold the hounds at bay

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The axis needs a stronger arm, do you feel your muscles play

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Well the missions filled with hermits, they're looking for a friend

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The terraces are filled with cat-men they're looking for a way in

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Those orphans jumped on silver mountains lost in celestial alleyways

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They wait for that old tramp dog man Moses, he takes in all the strays

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Now don't you grow on empty legends or lonely cradle songs

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'Cause Billy the Kid was just a bowery boy who made a living twirling his guns

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The night she's long and lanky and she speaks in a mother tongue

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She lullabies the refugees with amplifier's hum

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So break us now big Mama as Old Faithful breaks the day

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Yeah, Believe me my sweet Linda, that help is on the way

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The confederacy's in my name now, the hounds are held at bay

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The axis needs a stronger arm, do you feel your muscles play

Bm                        D             G
Yeah,the confederacy's in my name now, the hounds are held at bay

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The axis needs a stronger arm, do you feel your muscles play