Eric Church - Springsteen lyrics
[Eric Church - Springsteen lyrics]
To this day when I hear that song
I see you standin' there on that lawn
Discount shades, store bought tan
Flip flops and cut-off jeans
Somewhere between that setting sun
I'm on Fire and Born to Run
You looked at me and I was done
And we're, we're just getting started
I was singin' to you, you were singin' to me
I was so alive, never been more free
Fired up my daddy's lighter and we sang oohh
Stayed there 'til they forced us out
And took the long way to your house
I can still hear the sound
Of you sayin' "don't go"
When I think about you, I think about 17
I think about my old Jeep
I think about the stars in the sky
Funny how a melody sounds like a memory
Like the soundtrack to a July Saturday night
Springsteen
I bumped into you by happenstance
You probably wouldn't even know who I am
But, if I whispered your name I
Bet there'd still be a spark
Back when I was gasoline
And this old tattoo had brand new ink
And we didn't care what your mom would think
About your name on my arm
Baby, is it spring or is it summer?
The guitar sound or the beat of that drummer
You hear sometimes late at night
On your radio
Even though you're a million miles away
When you hear Born in the USA
You relive those glory days so long ago
When you think about me
Do you think about 17
Do you think about my old Jeep
Think about the stars in the sky
Funny how a melody sounds like a memory
Like a soundtrack to a July Saturday night
Springsteen springsteen
Woah oh oh oh woah oh oh oh
Woah oh oh oh oh oh oh woah oh oh oh
Woah oh oh oh woah oh oh oh oh oh oh
Funny how a melody sounds like a memory
Like a soundtrack to a July Saturday night
Springsteen springsteen
Woah Springsteen
Woah oh oh oh woah oh oh oh
Woah oh oh oh oh oh oh woah oh oh oh
Woah oh oh oh woah oh oh oh oh oh oh
Woah oh oh oh woah oh oh oh
Woah oh oh oh oh oh oh woah oh oh oh
Woah oh oh oh woah oh oh oh oh oh oh
I see you standin' there on that lawn
Discount shades, store bought tan
Flip flops and cut-off jeans
Somewhere between that setting sun
I'm on Fire and Born to Run
You looked at me and I was done
And we're, we're just getting started
I was singin' to you, you were singin' to me
I was so alive, never been more free
Fired up my daddy's lighter and we sang oohh
Stayed there 'til they forced us out
And took the long way to your house
I can still hear the sound
Of you sayin' "don't go"
When I think about you, I think about 17
I think about my old Jeep
I think about the stars in the sky
Funny how a melody sounds like a memory
Like the soundtrack to a July Saturday night
Springsteen
I bumped into you by happenstance
You probably wouldn't even know who I am
But, if I whispered your name I
Bet there'd still be a spark
Back when I was gasoline
And this old tattoo had brand new ink
And we didn't care what your mom would think
About your name on my arm
Baby, is it spring or is it summer?
The guitar sound or the beat of that drummer
You hear sometimes late at night
On your radio
Even though you're a million miles away
When you hear Born in the USA
You relive those glory days so long ago
When you think about me
Do you think about 17
Do you think about my old Jeep
Think about the stars in the sky
Funny how a melody sounds like a memory
Like a soundtrack to a July Saturday night
Springsteen springsteen
Woah oh oh oh woah oh oh oh
Woah oh oh oh oh oh oh woah oh oh oh
Woah oh oh oh woah oh oh oh oh oh oh
Funny how a melody sounds like a memory
Like a soundtrack to a July Saturday night
Springsteen springsteen
Woah Springsteen
Woah oh oh oh woah oh oh oh
Woah oh oh oh oh oh oh woah oh oh oh
Woah oh oh oh woah oh oh oh oh oh oh
Woah oh oh oh woah oh oh oh
Woah oh oh oh oh oh oh woah oh oh oh
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