Bruce Springsteen - Local Hero lyrics

I was driving through my hometown
I was just kinda killin' time
When I seen a face staring out
Of a black velvet painting
From the window of the five-and-dime
I couldn't quite recall the name
But the pose looked familiar to me
So I asked the salesgirl, "Who was that man
Between the doberman and Bruce Lee?"

She said "Just a local hero"
"Local hero" she said with a smile
"yeah, a local hero
He used to live here for a while"

I met a stranger dressed in
Black at the train station
He said, "Son, your soul can be saved"
There's beautiful women, nights of low livin'
And some dangerous money to be made
There's a big town 'cross the whiskey line
And if we turn the right cards up
They make us boss, the devil pays off
And them folks that are real hard up

They get their local hero
Somebody with the right style
They get their local hero
Somebody with just the right smile

Well, I learned my job, I learned it well
Fit myself with religion and a story to tell
First they made me the king
Then they made me pope
Well, then they brought the rope

I woke to a gypsy girl sayin' "Drink this"
Well my hands had lost all sensation
These days I'm feeling all right
'Cept I can't tell my
Courage from my desperation
From the tainted chalice
Well, I drunk some heady wine
Tonight I'm layin' here
But there's something in my ear
Sayin' there's a little town just
Beneath the flood line

Needs a local hero
Somebody with the right style
Lookin' for a local hero
Someone with the right smile

Lookin' for a local hero
Someone with the right smile
Lookin' for a local hero
Somebody with just the right smile
Local hero, local hero, she said with a smile
Local hero, he used to live here for a while
Local hero local hero