Traks Disk 3 (1998)
Nonostante siano stati pubblicati in un unico cofanetto, ho preferito dedicare a ciascuno dei quattro CD di Tracks
una pagina singola, sia perché ogni singolo disco può considerarsi un lavoro "finito", sia per non rendere troppo difficoltosa la consultazione della
pagina stessa e il suo caricamento troppo lento. Tutte le canzoni sono composte da Bruce Springsteen, tranne dove diversamente indicato.
Consiglio inoltre a tutti di visitare la pagina Tracks Liner Notes CD3 di Badlands, il sito di Gianluca Brovelli. Davvero un ottimo lavoro che, come dicono gli autori stessi "È un supplemento nel più puro senso della parola, che speriamo allarghi le conoscenze e l'interesse dei nostri lettori per 66 canzoni scritte nell'arco di 27 anni."
Cynthia
Cynthia, when you come walkin' by you're an inspiring sight
Cynthia, you won't smile or say hi but baby that's alright
'Cause I don't need to hold you or taste your kiss
I just like knowin', Cynthia, you exist
In a world like this
Cynthia, when you pass it seems like this whole town drops
Cynthia, or maybe it s just me, baby, and these fools stuck here punchin' this clock
Well you give us a reason to stop just for a while
Stop, stand and salute your style
Well now you ain't the finest thing I'll never have
And when you go the hurt you leave, baby, it ain't so bad
There ain't a man in this whole town who'd say you ain't fine
You hear the guys talkin', tell me baby do you mind
Well you make us happy, honey, when we feel sad
To see something so good in a world gone bad
There's still Cynthia
Cynthia, no one knows your number, no one knows where you live
Cynthia, I wonder do you understand this strange thing you give
Well baby is it your style, the mystery in your smile
Or just how cool you walk in a world gone wild
Tell me if you will, Cynthia
Well I gotta be pretty naive to believe in you
I know you ain't ever gonna be my dream come true
That's alright, I got other dreams as good as you, Cynthia
Yeah now baby, now this ain't no come-on
Just walk on, Cynthia, walk on
You make me holler, yeah, yeah, alright
I said yeah, yeah, alright
Well she's a yeah, yeah, alright
I said yeah, yeah, alright
My Love Will Not Let You Down
At night I go to bed but I just can't sleep
I got something running around my head
That just won't keep
In the silence I hear my heart beating, time slippin' away
I got a time bomb ticking deep inside of me
I gotta tell you what I wanna say
I keep searching for you, darling
Searching everywhere I go
And when I find you there's gonna be
Just one thing you gotta know
My love will not let you down
My love will not let you down
At night I walk the streets looking for romance
But I always end up stumbling in a half-trance
I search for connection in some new eyes
But they're hard for protection from too many dreams passed by
I see you standing across the room watching me without a sound
Well I'm gonna push my way through that crowd, I'm gonna tear all your walls down
Tear all your walls down
My love will not let you down
My love will not let you down
Well hold still now darling, hold still for God's sake
'Cause I got me a promise I ain't afraid to make
My love will not let you down
My love will not let you down
This Hard Land
Hey there mister can you tell me
What happened to the seeds I've sown Can you give me a reason, sir, as to why they've never grown
They've just blown around from town to town
Back out on these fields
Where they fall from my hand
Back into the dirt of this hard land
Well me and my sister
From Germantown we did ride
And we made our bed, sir
From the rock on the mountainside
We been blowin' around from town to town
Lookin' for a place to land
Where the sun could break through the clouds and fall like a circle
A circle of fire down on this hard land
Now even the rain it don't come 'round
Don't come 'round here no more
And the only sound at night's the wind
Slammin' that back porch door
Yeah it stirs you up like it wants to just blow you down
Twistin' and churnin' up the sand
Leavin' all them scarecrows lyin' facedown
In the dirt of this hard land
From a building up on the hill
I hear a tape deck blastin' "Home on the Range"
And I can hear them Bar-M choppers
Sweepin' low across the plains
And it's me and you, Frank, we're lookin' for lost cattle
Our hooves twistin' and churnin' up the sand
We're ridin' in the whirlwind searchin' for a treasure
Way down south of the Rio Grande
We're ridin' 'cross that river in the moonlight
Up onto the banks of this hard land
Hey, Frank, won't you pack your bags
And meet me tonight down at Liberty Hall
Just one kiss from you, my brother
And we'll ride until we fall
We'll sleep out in the fields
We'll sleep by the rivers
And in the morning we'll make a plan
Well if you can't make it stay hard, stay hungry, stay alive if you can
And meet me in a dream of this hard land
Frankie
Dark weekends in the sun out on Chelsea Road
Descending the stairs, Frankie, my one
Check your makeup in the mirror, c'mon babe let's go
We'll dance 'round this dirty town till the night is all done
Let all the finer things sleep alone tonight
Let all the minor kings lose their thrones tonight
Don t worry about us, baby, we'll be alright
Well everybody's dying, this town's closing down
Their all sittin' down at the courthouse waiting for 'em to take the flag down
I see strange flashes in the sky up above
Gonna spend the night at the drive-in with the one that I love
At dusk the stars all appear on the screen
Yeah, just like they do each night in my dreams
But tonight's no dream, Frankie, I can feel myself too
Well now and forever my love is for you
Walk softly tonight, little stranger
Yeah into these shadows we're passing through
Talk softly tonight, little angel
You make all my dream worlds come true
Well lately I've been standing out in the freezing rain
Readin' them want ads out on Chelsea Road
I'm winging down the street in search of new games
Hustling through these nightlights' diamond glow
Well Frankie I don't know what I m gonna find
Maybe nothing at all, maybe a world I can call mine
Shining like these streetlights down here on the strand
Bright as the rain in the palm of your hand
Walk softly tonight, little stranger
Into these shadows where lovers go
Talk softly to me, little angel
Whisper your secrets so soft and low
TV Movie
I woke up last night shaking from a dream
For in that dream I died
My wife rolled over and told me
That my life would be immortalized
Not in some major motion picture
Or great American novel, you see
No, they're gonna make a TV movie out of me
CHORUS:
Well now, it's one two three you take the money
Yeah it's as easy as A B C
Yeah they're gonna make a TV movie out of me
Well they can change my name or they can leave it
They can change my story too
Or they can make me black or Chinese
And do things that I never did do
They're gonna give my life a whole new ending
And put me in prime time first-run
And when it's over, what I did there will be what I done
Now I don't want my name in a history book
Nobody's ever gonna see
No, they're gonna make a TV movie out of me
(CHORUS)
Well I'm a shoe-in for a sponsor
Goodyear blimp and radial wheels
Somebody had a meeting somewhere
Somehow somebody made a deal
Well I was one of them kinds of stories
That everybody liked to see
Yeah they're gonna make a TV movie out of me
Now I don't want no inscription on my gravestone
No long soliloquy
No they're gonna make a TV movie out of me
(CHORUS)
Stand On It
Well Jimmy Lee was hookin' 'round the far turn of a funky southern Florida dirt track
He had mud caked on his goggles and a screamin' 350 stacked up on his back
Well as he passed the stands he was feelin' all tuckered out
When through the roar of his engine he heard somebody shout
"Stand on it, come on boy, stand on it"
Mary Beth started to drift, she hit the shift but she just couldn't get a hand on it
Racin' some Red Hill boys, she had the deed to the ranch and a grand on it
With eight grand blowin' hot on the red line
She blew past a hitchhiker out on Route 39
He hollered "Stand on it, go 'head, baby, stand on it"
CHORUS:
Well now when in doubt and you can't figure it out
Just stand on it
If your mind's confused, you don't know what you're gonna do
Well buddy, stand on it
Well if you've lost control of the situation at hand
Go grab a girl and go see a rock and roll band
And stand on it
Come on man, stand on it
Well now Columbus he discovered America even though he hadn't planned on it
He got lost and woke up one morning when he's about to land on it
He wouldn't of got out of Italy, man that's for sure
Without Queen Isabella standing on the shore
Shoutin' "Stand on it, go ahead man, stand on it"
(CHORUS)
Bobby was leadin' the pack, he settled back and he got ready for the long haul
Well fifty yards from the finish line somebody roared up and they blew him into the wall
Well he rolled over twice, lucky to survive
Layin' in the back of the ambulance more dead than alive
Somebody shouted "Man, you call that drivin'?
Why didn't you stand on it"
Lion's Den
You broke my heart, tore it apart
Thought it was cute, thought it was smart
But now I'm back and I've got the strength of ten
So I got a message for you my friend
CHORUS:
I'm Daniel waitin' in the lion's den
Daniel waitin' for that lion to come
Daniel waitin' in the lion's den
Dum dum dee dum dum dee dee dum dum
That old lion's mean and long in the tooth
And like you, baby, he's out on the loose
Messin' hearts up time and time again
Well it's time for that messin' to end
(CHORUS)
At night I hear you out prowling around
Tearing guys up, scaring 'em down
Now all that growling's gonna come to no end
'Cause I m just biding my time, my little friend
(CHORUS)
Car Wash
Well my name is Catherine LeFevre
I work at the Astrowash on Sunset and Vine
I drop my kids at school in the morning
And I pick them up at Mary's just 'fore suppertime
CHORUS:
Well I work down at the car wash
For a dollar and a dime
And mister, I hate my boss
It's at the car wash I'm doing my time
Pick up my water bottle and my towel, sir
And I take 'em one by one
From Mercedes to VWs
I do 'em all and I don't favor none
(CHORUS)
Well someday I'll sing in a night club
I'll get a million-dollar break
A handsome man will come here with a contract in his hand
And say "Catherine, this has all been some mistake"
(CHORUS)
Rockaway The Days
Billy got out of prison but he wasn't right
Some like to drink or gamble, Billy liked to fight
He tracked back to his home state of Maryland
Went to his mom's mobile home where she took him in, alright
CHORUS:
Rockaway the days, rockaway the nights
Gimme something to last me, baby, till the morning light
I ain't lookin' for trouble, I ain't looking for a fight
Honey rockaway these days, rockaway these nights
Well at a picnic one Sunday Billy met Mary Dove
Mary looked at Billy, Billy fell in love
Billy swore to Mary he'd always love her so
They were married in the valley where the river flows, alright
(CHORUS)
At a roadside bar Billy argued with a young man
And he settled that argument with a razor in his hand
With blood on his shirt back to Mary he did run
She sighed "Billy, oh Billy, what have you done?"
He ran to his ma's trailer but the lights were dim
He pounded on the door, she wouldn't let him in
Up the road to a neighbor's house he drew near
They said "Billy go away, we don't want no trouble 'round here"
Billy stole a car and headed out on the road
Pocketful of pills and his brain on overload
Seen some lights in his rearview mirror, panicked and gave her the gun
Wrapped himself 'round a telephone pole way out on 101
Well Billy got cut out by the highway patrol
Just lay there with the cars passing on slow
Sheriff told Billy's ma that Billy died
She buried his body by the riverside, alright
(CHORUS)
Well rich man want the power and the seat on the top
Poor man want the money that the rich man got
Honey tonight I'm feeling so tired and unsure
Come on in Mary, shut the light, close the door
(CHORUS)
Brothers Under The Bridges ('83)
Every spring when the weather gets warm
They come pourin' into town straight off of them farms
Driving 455s running hard and strong
They'd scratch built in them tool sheds all winter long
'Neath the trestles drinkin' the beer and the wine
Now some came to run, some just to pass the time
With the brothers under the bridges
Me and Tommy we was just fourteen, didn't have our licenses yet
Our walls were covered with pictures of cars we'd get
We'd listen and wait for that highway to rumble and quake
As they drove in through town when the weekend'd break
Bringin' girls with that distant look in their eyes
Now together 'neath the trestles they'd be laughing in the night
With the brothers under the bridges
Well me and my brother'd hitched a ride in Joey's pickup to the edge of town
And we watched from the tall grass as the challenges were made and the duels went down
We'd hitchhike back home, sneak in, get in bed before our mom'd come
And we'd lay there in the night talkin' about how we might someday be one
Yeah someday run with the brothers under the bridges
Well now I hear a cry in the distance and the sound of marching feet come and gone
Well I'm sittin down here by this highway figuring, figuring just where I belong
Tonight up here on Signal Hill
I watch a young man in a red shirt walking through a night so still
Put his jacket 'round his girl as the autumn wind sends a chill
Through the brothers under the bridges
Man At The Top
Here comes a fireman, here comes a cop
Here comes a wrench, here comes a car hop
Been going on forever, it ain't ever gonna stop
Everybody wants to be the man at the top
CHORUS:
Everybody wants to be the man at the top
Everybody wants to be the man at the top
Aim your gun, son, and shoot your shot
Everybody wants to be the man at the top
Rich man, poor man, beggar man, thief
Doctor, lawyer, Indian chief
One thing in common they all got
Everybody wants to be the man at the top
(CHORUS)
Man at the top says its lonely up there
If it is, man, I don't care
From the big white house to the parking lot
Everybody wants to be the man at the top
Here comes a banker, here comes a businessman
Here comes a kid with a guitar in his hand
Dreaming of his record in the number-one spot
Everybody wants to be the man at the top
(CHORUS)
Pink Cadillac
You may think I'm foolish
For the foolish things I do
You may wonder how come I love you
When you get on my nerves like you do
Well baby you know you bug me
There ain't no secret 'bout that
Well come on over here and hug me
Baby I'll spill the facts
Well honey it ain't your money
'Cause baby I got plenty of that
I love you for your pink Cadillac
Crushed velvet seats
Riding in the back
Oozing down the street
Waving to the girls
Feeling out of sight
Spending all my money
On a Saturday night
Honey I just wonder what you do there in the back
Of your pink Cadillac
Pink Cadillac
Well now way back in the Bible
Temptations always come along
There's always somebody tempting
Somebody into doing something they know is wrong
Well they tempt you, man, with silver
And they tempt you, sir, with gold
And they tempt you with the pleasure
That the flesh does surely hold
They say Eve tempted Adam with an apple
But man I ain't going for that
I know it was her pink Cadillac
Crushed velvet seats
Riding in the back
Oozing down the street
Waving to the girls
Feeling out of sight
Spending all my money
On a Saturday night
Honey I just wonder what it feels like in the back
Of your pink Cadillac
Now some folks say it's too big
And uses too much gas
Some folks say it's too old
And that it goes too fast
But my love is bigger than a Honda
It's bigger than a Subaru
Hey man there's only one thing
And one car that will do
Anyway we don't have to drive it
Honey we can park it out in back
And have a party in your pink Cadillac
Two For The Road
It's one for the money and one for the show
I got one kiss for you honey so come on let's go
I didn't see it coming but girl now I know
It takes one for the running but two for the road
One thousand dreams whispered in the dark
But a dream's just a dream in one empty heart
It takes more than one to rev it up and go
So let's get it running, we're two for the road
Two one-way tickets and a diamond ring
Hell it don't matter what the rain might bring
When this world treats you hard and cold
I'll stand beside you, we're two for the road
When you're alone my love'll shine the light
Through the dark and starless night
I'll hold you close and never let you go
C'mon now girl 'cause we're two for the road
Well it's two to get ready, babe, c'mon let's go
Me and you, girl, we're two for the road
Janey Don't You Lose Haeart
You got your book with all your fears
Let me, honey, and I'll catch your tears
I'll take your sorrow if you want me to
Come tomorrow that's what I'll do
Listen to me
CHORUS:
Janey don't you lose heart
Janey don't you lose heart
Janey don't you lose heart
Janey don't you lose heart
Well you say you got no new dreams to touch
You feel like a stranger who knows too much
Well you come home late and get undressed
You lie in bed, feel this emptiness
Well listen to me
(CHORUS)
Till every river runs dry
Until the sun honey's torn from the sky
Till every fear you've felt burst free
And's gone tumblin' down into the sea
Listen to me
(CHORUS)
When You Need Me
When you need me call my name
'Cause without you my life just wouldn't be the same
If you want me come sunny skies or rain
When you need me just call my name
If you miss me, I'll be there
To brush the sunlight from your hair
I'll be there to guide you when trouble walks beside you
If you need me I'll be there
And when this dirty world has been cold to you
I got two strong arms waitin' to hold you
And when those mean days come along
We'll stand together and we'll take 'em on
So if you need me just call my name
When you need me call my name
'Cause without you my life just isn't the same
'Cause when this world kicked me around
You picked me up off the ground
So if you need me I'll be there
The Wish
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 if it's a funny old world, mama, where a little boy's wishes come true
Well I got a few left in my pocket and a special one just for you
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 hatred 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 baby we'll go out and dance
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, ma, I popped the question on your birthday
She stood waiting on the front porch while you were telling me to get out there
And say what it was that I had to say
Last night we all sat around laughing at the things that guitar bought us
And I layed awake thinking 'bout the other things it's brought us
Well tonight I'm taking requests here in the kitchen
This one's for you, ma, let me come right out and say it
It s overdue, but baby, if you re looking for a sad song, well I ain't gonna play it
The Honeymooners
Two kids get married, same old thing
Folks congratulate you, church bells ring
Who's got the ring, who's gonna pay the priest
Get your name in the paper, picture or two at least
And at the reception all the old records play
"Where you gonna live, are you gonna take her away?"
In a corner my new nephew's showin' me his knife
You swore that you'd love her for the rest of your life
Went to kiss you at the altar we bumped heads
Honeymoon night we figured we best shake on it instead
Dressed kinda funny, laughin' we hop in bed
You can wear it on your feet, you can wear it on your head
Come mornin' my new family's sitting on the front porch swing
Smilin' kinda funny, nobody says a thing
My new brother-in-law's throwin' a football, he tosses me a pass
We all sit down on the front stoop, everybody happy at last
Lucky Man
Runnin' down the highway half-past eleven
Waitin' for my odometer to roll straight sevens
I'm a lucky man
I went to see the gypsy the other night
She looked in my palm, looked me in the eye
And said "You're a lucky man"
"Some folks got fortune, some got eyes of blue
What you got will always see you through
You're a lucky man"
Pa went from the army to the factory to the killin' yard
I make my living with my hands 'hind the wheel of this car
I'm a lucky man
Messin' with me, man, it wouldn't be wise
Roll them dice, son . . . snake eyes
I'm a lucky man
Had a girl in Calgary, I gave her up
Man, that love thing was messin' with my luck
And I'm a lucky man
I'll wake up tomorrow morning in another state
Kiss me now, baby, before it's too late
If you wanna kiss a lucky man
I don't miss no girl, I don't miss no home
He travels fastest who travels alone
He's a lucky man
A man with the world in the palm of his hands
Notes
Bruce Springsteen Guitar, Vocals, Armonica All Tracks
Garry Tallent Bass Tracks 1 - 12, 14
Max Weinberg Drums Tracks 1 - 12, 14
Roy Bittan Piano, Keyboards Tracks 1 - 11
Danny Federici Organ, Glockenspiel, Tracks 2 - 4, 7 - 11
Stevie Van Zandt Guitar Tracks 1 - 4, 14
Clarence Clemons Saxophone, Percussion Tracks 1, 4, 5, 10 - 12
Produced By
Bruce Springsteen, John Landau, Cuck Plotkin, Stevie Van Zandt All Tracks
1 -Cynthia
- Recorded at the Hit Factory, 4/20/83,
Recorded by Toby Scott
Mixed by Ed Thacker
2 - My Love Will Not Let You Down
- Recorded at the Hit Factory, 5/5/82,
Recorded by Toby Scott
Mixed by Ed Thacker
3 - This Hard Land
- Recorded at the Hit Factory, 5/11/82,
Recorded by Toby Scott
Mixed by Ed Thacker
4 - Frankie
- Recorded at the Power Station, 5/14/82,
Recorded by Toby Scott
Mixed by Ed Thacker
5 - TV Movie
- Recorded at the Hit Factory, 6/13/83,
Recorded by Toby Scott
Mixed by Ed Thacker
6 - Stand on it
- Recorded at the Hit Factory, 6/16/83,
Recorded by Toby Scott
Mixed by Ed Thacker
7 - Lion's Den
- Additional Musicians: Mario Cruz (Tenor Sax),
Ed Manion (Baritone Sax), Mark "The Lover Man" Pender (Trumpet),
Richie "La Bamba" Rosemberg (Trombone), Mike Spengler (Trumpet)
Recorded at the Hit Factory, 1/25/82,
Recorded by Neil Dorfsman
Mixed by Ed Thacker
8 - Car Wash
- Recorded at the Hit Factory, 5/31/83,
Recorded by Toby Scott
Mixed by Ed Thacker
9 - Rockaway the Days
- Recorded at the Hit Factory, 2/3/84,
Recorded by Toby Scott
Mixed by Ed Thacker
10 - Brothers Under the Bridges ('83)
- Recorded at the Hit Factory, 9/4/83,
Recorded by Toby Scott
Mixed by Ed Thacker
11 - Man at the Top
- Recorded at the Hit Factory, 1/12/84,
Recorded by Toby Scott
Mixed by Bob Clearmountain
12 - Pink Cadillac
- Recorded at the Hit Factory, 5/31/83,
Recorded by Toby Scott
Mixed by Bob Clearmountain
13 - Two For the Road
- Recorded at the Thrill Hill Recording, 2/87,
Recorded by Toby Scott
Mixed by Bob Clearmountain
14 - Janey Don't You Lose Heart
- Additional Musician: Nils Lofgren (Vocals),
Recorded at the Hit Factory, 6/16/83,
Recorded by Toby Scott
Mixed by Bob Clearmountain
15 - When You Need Me
- Additional Musicians: Gary Mallaber (Drums), Suzie Tyrrel (Violin),
Recorded at the Thrill Hill Recording, 1/20/87,
Recorded by Toby Scott
Mixed by Bob Clearmountain
16 - The Wish
- Additional Musicians: Gary Mallaber (Drums),
Recorded at the Thrill Hill Recording, 2/22/87,
Recorded by Toby Scott
Mixed by Bob Clearmountain
17 - The Honeymooners
- Recorded at the Thrill Hill Recording, 2/22/87,
Recorded by Toby Scott
Mixed by Bob Clearmountain
18 - Lucky Man
- Recorded at the Thrill Hill Recording, 4/4/87,
Recorded by Toby Scott
Mixed by Bob Clearmountain
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