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Born in the U.S.A. (live at Giants Stadium, E. Rutherford, NJ – 8/22/1985)
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Cover Me (live at Brendan Byrne Arena, E. Rutherford, NJ – 8/19/1984)
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Darlington County (live at Brendan Byrne Arena, E. Rutherford, NJ – 8/20/1984)
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Working on the Highway (live at LA Memorial Coliseum, Los Angeles, CA – 9/27/1985)
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Downbound Train (live at LA Memorial Coliseum, Los Angeles, CA – 9/27/1985)
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I’m on Fire (live at LA Memorial Coliseum, Los Angeles, CA – 9/27/1985)
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No Surrender (live at Brendan Byrne Arena, E. Rutherford, NJ – 8/5/1984)
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Bobby Jean (live at Giants Stadium, E. Rutherford, NJ – 8/22/1985)
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I’m Goin’ Down (live at Brendan Byrne Arena, E. Rutherford, NJ – 8/20/1984)
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Glory Days (live at Brendan Byrne Arena, E. Rutherford, NJ – 8/6/1984)
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Dancing in the Dark (live at Brendan Byrne Arena, E. Rutherford, NJ – 8/6/1984)
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My Hometown (live at Brendan Byrne Arena, E. Rutherford, NJ – 8/20/1984)
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Stand on It (live at LA Memorial Coliseum, Los Angeles, CA – 9/27/1985)
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Pink Cadillac (live at Brendan Byrne Arena, E. Rutherford, NJ – 8/20/1984)
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Seeds (live at Giants Stadium, E. Rutherford, NJ – 8/22/1985)
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I had a job, I had a girl
I had something going, mister, in this world
I got laid off down at the lumber yard
Our love went bad, times got hard
Now I work down at the car wash
Where all it ever does is rain
Don't you feel like you're a rider on a downbound train?
She just said, "Joe, I gotta go
We had it once, we ain't got it anymore"
She packed her bags, left me behind
She bought a ticket on the Central Line
Nights as I sleep, I hear that whistle whining
I feel her kiss in the misty rain
And I feel like I'm a rider on a downbound train
Last night I heard your voice
You were crying, crying, you were so alone
You said your love had never died
You were waiting for me at home
Put on my jacket, I ran through the woods
I ran 'til I thought my chest would explode
There in a clearing, beyond the highway
In the moonlight, our wedding house shone
I rushed through the yard
I burst through the front door, my head pounding hard
Up the stairs, I climbed
The room was dark, our bed was empty
Then I heard that long whistle whine
And I dropped to my knees, hung my head, and cried
Now I swing a sledgehammer on a railroad gang
Knocking down them cross ties, working in the rain
Now, don't it feel like you're a rider on a downbound train?
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