Lucky Town (1992)

Pubblicato contemporaneamente a Human Touch. Senza la E Street Band

Better Days

Well my soul checked out missing as I sat listening
To the hours and minutes tickin' away
Yeah just sittin' around waitin' for my life to begin
While it was all just slippin' away
I'm tired of waitin' for tomorrow to come
Or that train to come roarin' 'round the bend
I got a new suit of clothes a pretty red rose
And a woman I can call my friend

These are better days baby
Yeah there's better days shining through
These are better days baby
Better days with a girl like you

Well I took a piss at fortune's sweet kiss
It's like eatin' caviar and dirt
It's a sad funny ending to find yourself pretending
A rich man in a poor man's shirt
Now my ass was draggin' when from a passin' gypsy 
	wagon
Your heart like a diamond shone
Tonight I'm layin' in your arms carvin' lucky charms
Out of these hard luck bones

These are better days baby
These are better days it's true
These are better days
There's better days shining through

Now a life of leisure and a pirate's treasure
Don't make much for tragedy
But it's a sad man my friend who's livin' in his own skin
And can't stand the company
Every fool's got a reason for feelin' sorry for himself
And turning his heart to stone
Tonight this fool's halfway to heaven and just a mile 
	outta hell
And I feel like I'm comin' home

These are better days baby
There's better days shining through
These are better days
Better days with a girl like you

These are better days baby
These are better days it's true
These are better days
Better days are shining through


Lucky Town

House got too crowded clothes got too titight
And I don't know just where I'm going tonight
Out where the sky's been cleared by a good hard rain
There's somebody callin' my secret name

I'm going down to Lucky Town
Going down to Lucky Town
I wanna lose these blues I've found
Down in Lucky Town
Down in Lucky Town

Had a coat of fine leather and snakeskin boots
But tht coat always had a thread hangin' loose
Well I pulled it one night and to my surprise
It led me right past your house and over the rise

I'm going down to Lucky Town
Going down to Lucky Town
I'm gonna lose these blues I've found
Down in Lucky Town
Down in Lucky Town

I had some victory that was just failure in deceit
Now the joke's comin' up through the soles of my feet
I been a long time walking on fortune's cane
Tonight I'm steppin' lightly and feelin' no pain

Well here's to your good looks baby now here's to my 
	health
Here's to the loaded places that we take ourselves
When it comes to luck you make your own
Tonight I got dirt on my hands but I'm building me a 
	new home

Down in Lucky Town
Down in Lucky Town
I'm gonna lose these blues I've found
Down in Lucky Town


Local Hero

I was driving through my hometown
I was just kinda killin' time
When I seen a face staring out of 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
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 courge from my desperation
From the tainted chalice
Wel 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 floodline
Needs a local hero
Somebody with the right style
Lookin' for a local hero
Someone with the right smile
Local hero local hero she said with a smile
Local hero he used to live her for a while


If I Should Fall Behind

We said we'd walk together baby come what may
That come the twilight should we lose our way
If as we're walking a hand should slip free
I'll wait for you
And should I fall behind
Wait for me

We swore we'd travel darlin' side by side
We'd help each other stay in stride
But each lover's steps fall so differently
But I'll wait for you
And if I should fall behind
Wait for me

Now everyone dreams of a love lasting and true
But you and I know what this world can do
So let's make our steps clear that the other may see
And I'll wait for you
If I should fall behind
Wait for me

Now there's a beautiful river in  the valley ahead
There 'neath the oak's bough soon we will be wed
Should we lose each other in the shadow of the evening 
	trees
I'll wait for you
And should I fall behind
Wait for me
Darlin' I'll wait for you
Should I fall behind
Wait for me


Leap of Faith

All over the world the rain was pourin'
I was scratchin' where it itched
Oh heartbreak and despair got nothing but boring
So I grabbed you baby like a wild pitch

CHORUS
It takes a  leap of faith to get things going
It takes a  leap of faith you gotta show some guts
It takes a leap of faith to get things going
In your heart you must trust

Now your legs were heaven your breasts were the altar
Your body was  the holy land
You shouted jump but my heart faltered
You laughed and said "Baby don't you understand?"

CHORUS

Now you were the Red Sea I was Moses
I kissed you nd slipped into a bed of roses
The waters parted and love rushed inside
I was Jesus' son sanctified

Tonight the moon's looking young but I'm feeling 
	younger
'Neath a veil of dreams sweet blessings rain
Honey I can feel the first breeze of summer
And in your love I'm born again

CHORUS


The Big Muddy

Billy had a mistress down on A and 12th
She was that little somethin' that he did for himself
His own little secret didn't hurt nobody
Come the afternoon he'd take her wadin'

Waist deep in the big muddy
Waist deep in the big muddy
You start out standing but end up crawlin'

Got in some trouble and needed a hand from a friend of 
	mine
This old friend he had a figure in mind
It was nothing illegal just a little bit funny
He said, "C'mon don't tell me that the rich don't know
Sooner or later it ll comes down to money."

And you're waist deep in the big muddy
Waist deep in the big muddy
You start on higher ground but end up crawlin'

Well I had a friend sid, "You watch what you do
Poison snake bitesyou and you're poison too" *

How beautiful the river flows and the birds they sing
But you and I we're messier things
There ain't no one leavin' this world buddy
Without their shirttail dirty
Or their hands bloody

Waist deep in  the big muddy
Waist deep in the big muddy
You start on higher ground but end up somehow 
	crawlin'
Waist deep in the big muddy

*Thanks, Pete Dexter, Paris Trout


Living Proof

Well now on a summer night in a dusky room
Come a little piece of the Lord's undying light
Crying like he swllowed the fiery moon
In his mother's arms it was all the beauty I could take
Like the missing words to some prayer that I could 
	never make
In a world so hard and dirty so fouled and confused
Searching for a little bit of God's mercy
I found living proof

I put my heart and soul I put 'em high upon a shelf
Right next to the faith the faith I'd lost in myself
I went down into the desert city
Just tryin' so hard to shed my skin
I crawled deep intoo some kind of darkness
Lookin' to burn out every trace of who I'd been
You do some sd sad things baby
When it's you you're tryin' to lose
You do some sad and hurtful things
I've seen living proof


You shot through my anger and rage
To show me my prison was just an open cge
There were no keys no guards
Just one frightened man and some old shadows for 
	bars

Well now all that's sure on the boulevard
Is tat life is just a house of cards
As fragile as each and every breath
Of this boy sleepin' in our bed
Tonight let's lie beneath the eaves
Just a close band of happy thieves
And when that train comes we'll get on board
And steal what we can from the treasures treasures of 
	the Lord
It's been a long long drought baby
Tonight the rain's pourin' down on our roof
Looking for a little bit of God's mercy
I found living proof


Book of Dreams

I'm standing in the backyard
Listening to the party inside
Tonight I'm drinkin' in  the forgiveness
This life provides
The scars we carry remain but the pain slips way it 
	seems
Oh won't you baby be in my book of dreams

I'm watchin' you through the window
With your girlfriends from back home
You're showin' off your dress
There's laughter and a toast
From your daddy to the prettiest bride he's ever seen
Oh won't you baby be in my book of dreams

In the darkness my fingers slip across your skin
I feel your sweet reply
The room fades away nd suddenly I'm way up high
Just holdin' you to me
As through the window  the moonlight streams
Oh won't you baby be in my book of dreams

Now the ritual begins
'Neath the wedding garland we meet as strangers
The dance floor is alive with beauty
Mystery and danger
We dance out 'neath the stars' ancient light into the 
	darkening trees
Oh won't you baby be in my book of dreams


Souls of the Departed

On the road to Basra stood young Lieutenant Jimmy Bly
Detailed to go through the clothes of the soldiers who 
	died
At night in dreams he sees their souls rise
Like dark geese into the Oklahoma skies

Well this isa prayer for the souls of the departed
Those who've gone and left their babies brokenhearted
This is a prayer for the souls of the departed

Now Raphael Rodriguez was just seven years old
Shot down in a schoolyard by some East Compton 
	Cholos
His mama cried, "My beautiful boy is dead"
In the hills  the self-made men just sighed and shook 
	their headds

This is a prayer for the souls of the departed
Those who've gone and left their babies brokenhearted
Young lives over before they got started
This is a prayer for the souls of the departed

Tonight as I tuck my own son in bed
All I can think of is what if it would've been him instead
I want to build me a wall so high nothing can burn it 
	down
Right here on my own piece of dirty ground

Now I ply my trade in the land of king dollar
Where you get t paid and your silence passes as honor
And all the hatred and dirty little lies
Been written off the books and into decent men's eyes


My Beautiful Reward

Well I sought gold and diamond rings
My own drug to ease the pain that living brings
Walked from the mountain to the valley floor
Searching for my beautiful reward
Searching for my beautiful reward

From a house on a hill a sacred light shines
I walk through these rooms but none of them are mine
Down empty hallways I went froom door to door
Searching for my beautiful reward
Searching for my beautiful reward

Well your hair shone in the sun
I was so high I was the lucky one
Then I came crashing down like a drunk on a barroom 
	floor
Searching for my beautiful reward
Searching for my beautiful reward

Tonight I can feel the cold wind at my back
I'm flyin' high over gray fields my feathers long and 
	black
Down along the river's silent edge I soar
Searching for my beautiful reward
Searching for my beautiful reward


NOTES

Produced by Bruce Springsteen
	with Jon Landau and Chuck Plotkin
Additional Production by Roy Bittan: "Leap of Faith",
	"The Big Muddy", "Living Proof"

Recorded By Toby Scott
Mixed by Bob Clearmountain
Mastered By Bob Ludwig

BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN, all instruments
GARY MALLABAR, drums

Mastered at Masterdisk
Digital editing: Scott Hull

Recorded at Thrill Hill Recording
Additional recording and mixing at A & M Studios
Assistant: Greg Goldman, Robert "RJ" Jaczko, Randy Wine
Digital editieg: Dave Collins

Art direction: Sandra Choron
Cover photography: David Rose
Typography design: Victor Weaver
Interior Photography: Pam Springsteen, David Rose,

Management: Jon Landau, Barbara Carr

All songs by Bruce Springsteen
© 1992 Bruce Springsteen (ASCAP)
All Rights Reserved. Used by Permission

All my love Patti, Evan & Jessie


1 - Better Days
RANDY JACKSON: Bass
LISA LOWELL: Backing Vocals
PATTI SCIALFA: Backing Vocals
SOOZIE TYRREL: Backing Vocals

2 - Lucky Town
BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN: Bass

3 - Local Hero
LISA LOWELL: Backing Vocals
PATTI SCIALFA: Backing Vocals
SOOZIE TYRREL: Backing Vocals

5 - Leap of Faith
ROY BITTAN: Keyboards
LISA LOWELL: Backing Vocals
PATTI SCIALFA: Backing Vocals
SOOZIE TYRREL: Backing Vocals

6 - The Big Muddy
ROY BITTAN: Keyboard, Bass

7 - Living Proof
ROY BITTAN: Keyboards

10 - My Beautyful Reward
IAN McLAGEN: Hammond Organ