Springsteen

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Springsteen - Eric Church

To this day when I hear that song, I see you standin' there on that lawn, discount shades store bought tan, flip flops and cut off jeans
Somewhere between the setting sun
I'm on fire and born to run
You looked at me and I was done but we were just gettin' started

I was singin' to you
You were singin' to me
I was so alive, never been more free Fired up my daddy's lighter and we Sang oh oh oh oh
Stayed there til they forced us out
Took the long way to your house
I can still hear the sound
Of you sayin' don't goooooo

When I think about you
I think about 17
I think about my old jeep
I think about the stars in the sky
Funny how a melody sounds like a memory
Like a soundtrack to a July Saturday night
Springsteen

If I bumped into you by happenstance
You probably wouldn't even know who I am
But if I whispered your name I bet
There'd still be a spark
From back when I was gasoline
And this old tattoo had brand new ink
And we didn't care what you're mom would think
About your name on my arm
Baby is it spring or is it summer
The guitar sound
Or the beat of that drummer
You hear sometimes late at night
On your radio
Even though you're a million miles away
When you hear born in the USA
Do you relive those glory days
So long ago

When you think about me
Do you think about 17
Do you think about my old jeep
Do ya think about the stars in the sky
Funny how a melody sounds like a memory
Like a soundtrack to a July Saturday night
Springsteen, Springsteen

Whoa whoa whoa whoa
Whoa whoa whoa whoa
Whoa whoa whoa whoa
Whoa whoa

Funny how a melody sounds like a memory
Like a soundtrack to a July Saturday night
Springsteen
Springsteen
Oh Springsteen

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