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Bruce Springsteen - The Essential Bruce Springsteen - 4th of July, Asbury Park (Sandy)
The Essential Bruce Springsteen
Disc 1
01. Blinded by the Light
02. For You
03. Spirit in the Night
04. 4th of July, Asbury Park (Sandy)
05. Rosalita (Come Out Tonight)
06. Thunder Road
07. Born to Run
08. Jungleland
09. Badlands
10. Darkness on the Edge of Town
11. The Promised Land
12. The River
13. Hungry Heart
14. Nebraska
15. Atlantic City
Disc 2
01. Born in the U.S.A.
02. Glory Days
03. Dancing in the Dark
04. Tunnel of Love
05. Brilliant Disguise
06. Human Touch
07. Living Proof
08. Lucky Town
09. Streets of Philadelphia
10. The Ghost of Tom Joad
11. The Rising
12. Mary’s Place
13. Lonesome Day
14. American Skin (41 Shots) (live)
15. Land of Hope and Dreams (live)
Disc 3
01. From Small Things (Big Things One Day Come)
02. The Big Payback
03. Held Up Without a Gun (live)
04. Trapped (live)
05. None but the Brave
06. Missing
07. Lift Me Up
08. Viva Las Vegas
09. County Fair
10. Code of Silence (live)
11. Dead Man Walkin’
12. Countin’ On a Miracle (acoustic)
Sandy
The fireworks are hailin' over Little Eden tonight
Forcin' a light into all those stony faces
Left stranded on this warm July

Down in the town, the circuit's full of switchblade lovers
So fast, so shiny and so sharp
As the wizards play down on Pinball Way
On the boardwalk way past dark

And the boys from the casino
Dance with their shirts open
Like Latin lovers on the shore
Chasin' all them silly New York virgins by the score

And, Sandy, the aurora is risin' behind us
These pier lights, our carnival life forever
Oh, love me tonight for I may never see you again
Hey, Sandy, girl
My, my baby

Now the greasers, ah, they tramp the streets
Or get busted for sleeping on the beach all night
Them boys in their high heels
Ah, Sandy, their skins are so white

And me, I just got tired of hangin' in them dusty arcades
Bangin' them pleasure machines
Chasin' the factory girls underneath the boardwalk
Where they all promise to unsnap their jeans

And you know that tilt-a-whirl
Down on the South Beach drag?
I got on it last night and my shirt got caught
And they kept me spinnin', babe
Didn't think I'd ever get off

Oh, Sandy, the aurora is risin' behind us
This pier lights, our carnival life on the water
Runnin', laughin' 'neath the boardwalk
Ah, with the boss's daughter
Ah, remember, Sandy, girl
My, my, my, my, my baby

Sandy
That waitress I was seein' lost her desire for me
I spoke with her last night
She said she won't set herself on fire for me anymore

She worked that joint under the boardwalk
She was always the girl you saw
Boppin' down the beach with the radio
The kids say last night she was dressed like a star
In one of them cheap little seaside bars
And I saw her parked with lover boy out on the Kokomo

Did you hear the cops finally busted Madame Marie
For tellin' fortunes better than they do?
For me, this boardwalk life's through, babe
You ought to quit this scene, too

Sandy, the aurora is rising behind us
This pier lights, our carnival life forever
Oh, love me tonight and I promise I'll love you forever
Oh, I mean it, Sandy, girl
My, my, my, my, my baby

Yeah, I promise, Sandy, girl
Sha-la-la-la-la, baby