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Devils & Dust
by Bruce Springsteen
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Overall Rating:
3.2035
Avg. Critic Score:
3.1733
Devils & Dust Lyrics
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- I know what it's like to have failed baby
- With the whole world lookin' on
- I know what it's like to have soared
- And come crashin' like a drunk on a bar room floor
- Now you got no reason to trust me
- My confidence is a little rusty
- But if you don't feel like bein' alone
- Baby I could walk you all the way home
- Well now our old fears and failures
- Baby they do linger
- Like the shadow of that ring
- That was on your finger
- Those days they've come and gone
- Baby I could walk you all the way home
- Love leaves nothin' but shadows and vapor
- We go on, as is our sad nature
- Now it's some old Stones' song the band is trashin'
- If you feel like dancin', baby I'm askin'
- It's comin' on closing time
- Bartender he's ringin' last call
- These days I don't stand on pride
- And I ain't afraid to take a fall
- So if you're seein' what you like
- Maybe your first choice, he's gone
- Well that's all right
- Baby I could walk you all the way home
- Baby I could walk you all the way home
- She took off her stockings
- I held 'em to my face
- She had your ankles
- I felt filled with grace
- Two-fifty up the ass" she smiled and said
- She unbuckled my belt, pulled back her hair
- And sat in front of me on the bed
- She said, "Honey, how's that feel
- Do you want me to go slow?"
- My eyes drifted out the window
- And down to the road below
- I felt my stomach tighten
- As the sun bloodied the sky
- And sliced through hotel blinds
- I closed my eyes
- Sunlight on the Amatitlan
- Sunlight streaming through your hair
- In the Valle de dos Rios
- The smell of mock orange filled the air
- We rode with the vaqueros
- Down into cool rivers of green
- I was sure the work and the smile coming out 'neath your hat
- Was all I'll ever need
- Somehow all you ever need's
- Never quite enough you know
- You and I, Maria, we learned it's so
- She slipped me out of her mouth
- She took off her bra and panties
- Wet her fingers, slipped it inside her
- And crawled over me on the bed
- She bought me another whisky
- Said "here's to the best you ever had"
- We laughed and made a toast
- It wasn't the best I ever had
- Not even close
- Out where the creek turn shallow and sandy
- And the moon comes skimmin' away the stars
- When the mesquite comes rushin' over the hilltops
- Straight into my arms
- Straight into my arms
- I'm ridin' hard carryin' a cache of roses
- A fresh map that I made
- Now I'm gonna get birth naked and bury my old soul
- And dance on it's grave
- And dance on it's grave
- It's been a long time comin', my dear
- It's been a long time comin', but now it's here
- And now it's here
- Well my daddy he was just a stranger
- Lived in a hotel downtown
- Well when I was a kid he was just somebody
- Somebody I'd see around
- Somebody I'd see around
- Well now down below and pullin' on my shirt
- Yeah I got some kids of my own
- Well if I had one wish for you in this god forsaken world, kid
- It'd be that your mistakes will be your own
- That your sins will be your own
- It's been a long time comin', my dear
- It's been a long time comin', but now it's here
- And now it's here
- (Whoaaa)
- Out 'neath the arms of Cassiopeia*
- Where the sword of Orion sweeps
- It's me and you, Rosie, cracklin' like crossed wires
- And you breathin' in your sleep
- And you breathin' in your sleep
- Well there's just a spark of a campfire left burnin'
- Two kids in a sleeping bag beside
- Reach 'neath your shirt, put my hands across your belly and feel
- Another one kickin' inside
- And I ain't gonna fuck it up this time
- It's been a long time comin', my dear
- It's been a long time comin', but now it's here
- It's been a long time comin', my dear
- It's been a long time comin', but now it's here
- (Whoaaa)
- Raney William's playground was among Haven's streets
- Where he ran past melted candles and flower wreaths
- Names and photos of the young black faces
- Whose death and blood consecrated these places
- Raney's mother said Raney stay at my side
- For you are my blessing, you are my pride
- It's your love here that keeps my soul alive
- I want you to come home from school and stay inside
- Raney'd do his work and put his books away
- There was a channel showed a Western movie everyday
- And that brought him home books on the black cowboys of the Oklahoma range
- The Seminole scouts that fought the tribes of the Great Plains
- Summer come and the days grew long
- Raney always had his mother's smile to depend on
- Along the street of stray bullets he made his way
- To the warmth of her arms at the end of each day
- Come the Fall, the rain flooded these homes
- In Ezekiel's valley of dry bones
- It fell hard and dark to the ground
- It fell without a sound
- And they took up with a man whose business was the boulevard
- Whose smile was fixed in a face that was never off guard
- In the pipes 'neath the kitchen sink his secrets are kept
- In the day, behind drawn curtains in the next bedroom he slept
- And she got lost in the days
- The smile Raney depended on dusted away
- The arms that held him were no more his own
- He lay at night his head pressed to her chest listening to the ghost in her bones
- In the kitchen, Raney slipped his hand between the pipes
- From a brown bag pulled five hundred dollar bills and stuck it in his coat side
- Stood in the dark at his mother's bed
- Brushed her hair and kissed her eyes
- In the twilight Raney walked to the station on streets of stone
- Through Pennsylvania and Ohio his train drifted on
- Through the small towns of Indiana the big train crept
- As he lay his head back on his seat and slept
- He woke and the towns gave way to muddy fields of green
- Corn and cotton and endless nothing in between
- Over the rutted hills of Oklahoma the red sun slipped and was gone
- The moon rose and stripped the earth to its bone
- Been on a barbed wire highway 40 days and nights
- I ain't complainin', it's my job and it suits me right
- I got a sweet soft fever rushin' around my head
- I'm gonna sleep tonight in Maria's bed
- Got on a dead man suit and smilin' skull ring
- Lucky graveyard boots and a song to sing
- I keep my heart in my work but trouble's in my head
- And I keep my soul in Maria's bed
- I been up on sugar mountain, cross the sweet blue seas
- I walked the valley of love and tears and mystery
- I got run out'a luck and give myself up for dead
- And I drank the cool clear waters from Maria's bed
- She give me candy stick kisses 'neath a wolf dog moon
- One sweet breath and she'll take you mister to the upper room
- I was burned by the angels, sold wings of lead
- Then I fell in the roses and sweet salvation of Maria's bed
- I been out in the desert yeah doin' my time
- Searchin' through the dust for fools gold, lookin' for a sign
- Holy man said "hold on brother there's a light up ahead"
- Ain't nothing like a light that shines on me in Maria's bed
- Well I'll take my blessings at the riverhead
- I'm living in the light of Maria's bed
- (A mother dies leaving her young son
- to come to terms with the loss.
- In remembrance of Fiona Chappel,
- for her sons Tyler and Oliver.)
- I was barely 13 years old
- She came out of the Guadalupe's on a night so cold
- Her coat was frosted diamonds in the sallow moon's glow
- My silver palomino
- Sixteen hands from her withers to the ground
- I lie in bed and listen to the sound
- Of the west Texas thunder roll
- My silver palomino
- I track her into the mountains she loved
- Watch her from the rocks above
- She'd dip her neck and drink from the winter flows
- My silver palomino
- Our mustaneros were the very best, sir
- But they could never lay a rope on her
- No corral will ever hold
- The silver palomino
- In my dreams bareback I ride
- Over the pradera low and wide
- As the wind sweeps out the draw
- 'Cross the scrub desert floor
- I'd give my riata and spurs
- If I could be forever yours
- I'd ride into the serrania where no one goes
- For my silver palomino
- Summer drought come hard that year
- Our herd grazed the land so bare
- Me and my dad had to blowtorch the thorns off the prickly pear
- And mother, your hand slipped from my hair
- Tonight I wake early the sky is pearl, the stars aglow
- I saddle up my red roan
- I ride deep into the mountains along a ridge of pale stone
- Where the air is still with the coming snow
- As I rise higher I can smell your hair
- The scent of your skin, mother, fills the air
- 'Midst the harsh scrub pine that grows
- I watch the silver palomino
- Jesus was an only son
- As he walked up Calvary Hill
- His mother Mary walking beside him
- In the path where his blood spilled
- Jesus was an only son
- In the hills of Nazareth
- As he lay reading the Psalms of David
- At his mother's feet
- A mother prays, "Sleep tight, my child, sleep well
- For I'll be at your side
- That no shadow, no darkness, no tolling bell,
- Shall pierce your dreams this night"
- In the garden at Gethsemane
- He prayed for the life he'd never live,
- He beseeched his Heavenly Father to remove
- The cup of death from his lips
- Now there's a loss that can never be replaced,
- A destination that can never be reached
- A light you'll never find in another's face,
- A sea whose distance cannot be breached
- Well Jesus kissed his mother's hands
- Whispered, "Mother, still your tears,
- For remember the soul of the universe
- Willed a world and it appeared
- I wanna build me a house, on higher ground
- I wanna find me a world, where love's the only sound
- High above this road, filled with shadow and doubt
- I want to shoulder my load, and figure it all out
- With Leah
- I walk this road, with a hammer and a fiery lantern
- With this hand I've built, and with this I've burned
- I wanna live in the same house, beneath the same roof
- Sleep in the same bed, search for the same proof
- As Leah
- I got somethin' in my heart, I been waitin' to give
- I got a life I wanna start, one I been waitin' to live
- No more waitin', tonight I feel the light I say the prayer
- I open the door, I climb the stairs...
- Come to the door, Ma, and unlock the chain
- I was just passin' through and got caught in the rain
- There's nothin' I want, nothin' that you need say
- Just let me lie down for a while and then I'll be on my way
- I was no more than a kid when you put me on the Southern Queen
- With the police on my back I fled to New Orleans
- I fought in the dockyards and with the money that I made
- And the fight was my home and any blood was my trade
- Baton Rouge, Ponchatoula, and La Fayette town
- Well they paid me the moon, Ma, to knock the men down
- I did what I did, when it come easily
- Restraint and mercy were always strangers to me
- I fought champion Jack Thompson in a field full of mud
- Rain poured through the tent to the canvas and mixed with our blood
- In the twelfth, I slipped my tongue over my broken jaw
- And I stood over him, pounded his blooded body into the floor
- Well the bell rang and rang, still I kept on
- 'Til I felt my glove leather slip 'tween his skin and bone
- And the women and the money came fast, in the days I lost track
- The women red, the money green, but the numbers were black
- I fought for the men in their silk suits to lay down their bets
- Well I took my good share, Ma, and I had no regret
- I took the fixed staid hombre with Big Diamond Don*
- From high in the rafters I watched myself fall
- So he raised his arms, my stomach twisted, and the sky it went black**
- I stuffed my bag with their good money, and I never looked back
- Understand me, and Ma, every man plays a game
- If you know anyone different, then speak out his name
- Well Ma, if my voice, now you don't recognize
- And just open the door and look into your dark eyes
- I ask of you nothin', not a kiss, not a smile
- Just open the door and let me lie down for a while
- Now the grey rain is fallin' and my ring fighting's done
- So in the work fields and alleys, I take them who'll come
- If you're a better man than me then just step to the line
- And show me your money and speak out your crime
- There's nothin' I want, Ma, nothin' that you need say
- Just let me lie down for a while and then I'll be on my way
- Well tonight in the shipyard, a man draws a circle in the dirt
- Like I always do, I move to the centre and I take off my shirt
- I study him for the cuts, the scars, the pain man no time can erase
- I move hard to the left and I strike to the face
- One, two, three, four
- Blind man wavin' by the side of the road
- In a flatbed Ford carryin' a heavy load
- Sweet thing sipping on a blueberry wine
- On a flat black highway down in Carolina
- Black bird slipping in a sky of blue
- All I'm thinkin' about is you, baby
- All I'm thinkin' about is you, honey
- All I'm thinkin' about is you, baby
- All I'm thinkin' about is you
- There ain't nothing in this world I can do about it
- All I'm thinkin' about is you
- Little boy carryin' a fishing pole
- Little girl pickin' huckleberries from off of the vine
- Brown bag filled with a little green toad
- We hook him through the the lip and throw him off with a line
- A sweet pair of legs got me feelin' so blue
- And all I'm thinkin' about is you, baby
- All I'm thinkin' about is you
- All I'm thinkin' about is you, baby
- All I'm thinkin' about is you
- There ain't nothing in this world I can do about it
- All I'm thinkin' about is you
- Black car shiny on a Sunday morn'
- Mama go to church now
- Mama go to church now
- Friday night and Daddy's shirt is torn
- Daddy's going downtown
- Daddy's going downtown
- Ain't no one understand the sweet thing you do
- All I'm thinkin' about is you, baby
- All I'm thinkin' about is you
- All I'm thinkin' about is you, baby
- All I'm thinkin' about is you
- Ain't nothing in this world I can do about it
- All I'm thinkin' about is you
- Whoaaa
- Field turned up, the seed is sowed
- Rain comin' in from over across the road
- Big black curtain comin' across the field
- Blind will see and lame will be healed
- Brown-eyed girl, turn my back on you
- Now it's lonely
- All I'm thinkin' about is you, baby
- And all I'm thinkin' about is you
- And all I'm thinkin' about is you, baby
- All I'm thinkin' about is you
- There ain't nothing in this world take away these blues
- All I'm thinkin' about is you
- All I'm thinkin' about is you, baby
- All I'm thinkin' about is you
- Well baby, all I'm thinkin' about is you
- Yeah all I'm thinkin' about is you
- Ain't nothing in this world I can do about it
- All I'm thinkin' about is you
- Whoaaa
- (Each year many die crossing the deserts,
- mountains and rivers of our southern border
- in search of a better life. Here I follow the
- journey backwards, from the body at the
- river bottom, to the man walking across
- the desert towards the banks of the Rio Grande.)
- For two days the river keeps you down
- Then you rise to the light without a sound
- Past the playgrounds and empty switching yards
- The turtles eat the skin from your eyes, so they lay open to the stars
- Your clothes give way to the current and river stone
- 'Till every trace of who you ever were is gone
- And the things of the earth they make their claim
- That the things of heaven may do the same
- Goodbye, my darling, for your love I give God thanks,
- Meet me on the Matamoros
- Meet me on the Matamoros
- Meet me on the Matamoros banks
- Over rivers of stone and ancient ocean beds
- I walk on sandals of twine and tire tread
- My pockets full of dust, my mouth filled with cool stone
- The pale moon opens the earth to its bones
- I long, my darling, for your kiss, for your sweet love I give God thanks
- The touch of your loving fingertips
- Meet me on the Matamoros
- Meet me on the Matamoros
- Meet me on the Matamoros banks
- Your sweet memory comes on the evenin' wind
- I sleep and dream of holding you in my arms again
- The lights of Brownsville, across the river shine
- A shout rings out and into the silty red river I dive
- I long, my darling, for your kiss, for your sweet love I give God thanks
- A touch of your loving fingertips
- Meet me on the Matamoros
- Meet me on the Matamoros
- Meet me on the Matamoros banks
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