Bruce Springsteen - Death to My Hometown lyrics
[Bruce Springsteen - Death to My Hometown lyrics]
Well, no cannonball did fly
No rifles cut us down
No bombs fell from the sky
No blood soaked the ground
No powder flash blinded the eye
No deathly thunder sounded
But just as sure as the hand of God
They brought death to my hometown
They brought death to my hometown, boy
Now, no shells ripped the evening sky
No cities burning down
No army stormed the shores for which we’d die
No dictators were crowned
I awoke on a quiet night
I never heard a sound
The marauders raided in the dark
They brought death to my hometown, boys
Death to my hometown
They destroyed our families, factories
And they took our homes
They left our bodies on the plains
The vultures picked our bones
So listen up, my sonny boy
Be ready when they come
For they’ll be returning sure
As the rising sun
Now get yourself a song to sing
And sing it till you’re done
Sing it hard and sing it well
Send the robber barons straight to hell
The greedy thieves who came around
And ate the flesh of everything they found
Whose crimes have gone unpunished now
Who walk the streets as free men now
They brought death to our hometown, boys
Death to our hometown, boys
Death to our hometown, boys
Death to our hometown
No rifles cut us down
No bombs fell from the sky
No blood soaked the ground
No powder flash blinded the eye
No deathly thunder sounded
But just as sure as the hand of God
They brought death to my hometown
They brought death to my hometown, boy
Now, no shells ripped the evening sky
No cities burning down
No army stormed the shores for which we’d die
No dictators were crowned
I awoke on a quiet night
I never heard a sound
The marauders raided in the dark
They brought death to my hometown, boys
Death to my hometown
They destroyed our families, factories
And they took our homes
They left our bodies on the plains
The vultures picked our bones
So listen up, my sonny boy
Be ready when they come
For they’ll be returning sure
As the rising sun
Now get yourself a song to sing
And sing it till you’re done
Sing it hard and sing it well
Send the robber barons straight to hell
The greedy thieves who came around
And ate the flesh of everything they found
Whose crimes have gone unpunished now
Who walk the streets as free men now
They brought death to our hometown, boys
Death to our hometown, boys
Death to our hometown, boys
Death to our hometown