Bruce Springsteen
Bruce Springsteen
Bruce Springsteen
Bruce Springsteen
Bruce Springsteen
Bruce Springsteen
Bruce Springsteen
Bruce Springsteen
Bruce Springsteen
Bruce Springsteen
Bruce Springsteen
Bruce Springsteen
Bruce Springsteen
Bruce Springsteen
Bruce Springsteen
Bruce Springsteen
Bruce Springsteen
Bruce Springsteen
Bruce Springsteen
Bruce Springsteen
Bruce Springsteen
Bruce Springsteen
Bruce Springsteen
Bruce Springsteen
Bruce Springsteen
Bruce Springsteen
Bruce Springsteen
Bruce Springsteen
Bruce Springsteen
Bruce Springsteen
Bruce Springsteen
Bruce Springsteen
Bruce Springsteen
Bruce Springsteen
Bruce Springsteen
[Verse 1]
Dirty old street all slushed up in the rain and snow
Little boy and his ma shivering outside a rundown music store window
That night on top of a Christmas tree shines one beautiful star
And lying underneath a brand new Japanese guitar
I remember in the morning, ma, hearing your alarm clock ring
I'd lie in bed and listen to you gettin' ready for work
The sound of your makeup case on the sink
And the ladies at the office, all lipstick, perfume and rustlin' skirts
And how proud and happy you always looked walking home from work
If pa's eyes were windows into a world so deadly and true
You couldn't stop me from looking but you kept me from crawlin' through
And it's a funny old world, ma, where a little boy's wishes come true
Well, I got a few in my pocket and a special one just for you
[Chorus]
It ain't no phone call on Sunday, flowers or a Mother's Day card
It ain't no house on a hill with a garden and a nice little yard
I got my hot rod down on Bond Street, I'm older but you'll know me in a glance
We'll find us a little rock 'n' roll bar and we'll go out and dance
[Verse 2]
Well, it was me in my Beatle boots, you in pink curlers and matador pants
Pullin' me up off the couch to do the twist for my uncles and aunts
Well, I found a girl of my own now, and I popped the question on your birthday
She stood waiting on the front porch while you told me to get out there
And say what I had to say
Well, last night we all sat around laughin' at the things that guitar bought us
And I laid awake thinkin' 'bout the other things it's brought us
Well, tonight I'm takin' requests here in the kitchen
This one's for you, ma, let me come right out and say it
But if you're lookin' for a sad song, hell I ain't gonna play it
[Chorus]
Ain't no phone call on Sunday, flowers or a Mother's Day card
It ain't no house on a hill with a garden and a nice little yard
I got my hot rod down on Bond Street, I'm older but you'll know me, you'll know me in a glance
We'll find us a little rock 'n' roll bar and we'll go out and dance
We'll find us a little rock 'n' roll bar and we'll go out and dance
The Wish (Springsteen on Broadway) was written by Bruce Springsteen.
Bruce Springsteen released The Wish (Springsteen on Broadway) on Fri Dec 14 2018.