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Date: Tue, 14 Apr 1998 13:24:00 -0400 (EDT)
Subject: s/springsteen_bruce/nebraska.crd.
From: Jeff Isen <692702@ican.net>
This is one of the best written songs I've ever heard. It's on
Springsteen's album Nebraska where he does it in a different key, but
slap a capo on and that's easily changable. He also throws a few gut
wrenching harmonica solos in. Happy pickin'!
Nebraska-Bruce Springsteen
A E A
I saw her standin№ on her front lawn
E A
Just twirlin№ her baton
D A
Me and her went for a ride sir
E A
And ten innocent people died
>From the town of Lincoln Nebraska
With a sawed of .410 on my lap
Through to the badlands of Wyoming
I killed everything in my path
I can№t say that I№m sorry
For the things that we done
At least for a little while sir
Me and her we
Had us some fun
The jury brought in
A guilty verdict and the
Judge he sentenced me to death
Midnight in a prison storeroom with
Leather straps across my chest
Sheriff when the man pulls that switch sir
And snaps my poor head back
You make sure my pretty baby Is sittin№ right there
On my lap
They declared me unfit to live
Said into that great void my soul№d be hurled
They wanted to know why I did what I did
Well sir I guess there№s just a meanness in this world
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