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Bruce Springsteen - Highway 29 Lyrics

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  • I slipped on her shoe, she was a perfect size 7
  • I said theres no smokin in the store maamshe crossed her legs and then
  • We made some small talk thats where it should have stopped
  • She slipped me her number, I put it in my pocket
  • My hand slipped up her skirt, everything slipped my mind
  • In that little roadhouse
  • On highway 29
  • It was a small town bank it was a mess
  • Well I had a gun you know the rest
  • Money on the floorboards, shirt was covered in blood
  • And she was cryin, her and me we headed south
  • On highway 29
  • In a little desert motel the air was hot and clean
  • I slept the sleep of the dead, I didnt dream
  • I woke in the morning, washed my face in the sink
  • We headed into the sierra madres cross the border line
  • The winter sun shot thru the black trees
  • I told myself it was all something in her
  • But as we drove I knew it was something in me
  • Something that had been comin for a long time
  • And something that was here with me now
  • On highway 29
  • The road was filled with broken glass and gasoline
  • She wasnt sayin nothin, it was just a dream
  • The wind was coming silent thru the windshield
  • All I could see was snow, sky and pines
  • I closed my eyes and was runnin
  • I was runnin then I was flyin

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