Текст песни Bruce Springsteen - Balboa Park

Balboa Park - Bruce Springsteen  

(Capo 3rd fred)

He lay his blanket underneath the freeway 
as the evening sky grew dark 
took a sniff of toncho from his coke can
and headed through Balboa Park 
where the men in Mercedes 
come nightly to employ 
in the cool San Diego evening 

the services of the border boys 

He grew up near the zona norte 
with the hustlers and smugglers he hung out with 
he swallowed their balloons of cocaine 
brought 'em cross the 12th street strip 
sleeping in a shelter 
if the night got too cold 
runnin' from the migra 

of the border patrol 

Past the Salvage yard 'cross the train tracks 
and in through the storm drain 
they stretched their blankets out neath the freeway 
and each one took a name 
there was x-man and cochese 
little spider his sneakers covered in river mud 
they come north to California 

end up with the poison in their blood 

He did what he had to do for money 
sometimes he sent home what he could spare 
the rest went to hi-top sneakers and toncho 
and jeans like the gavatchos wear 
one night the border patrol swept 12th street 
a big car come fast down the boulevard 
spider stood caught in it's headlights 
got hit and went down hard 
as the car sped away spider held his stomach 
limped to his blanket 'neath the underpass 
lie there tasting his own blood on his tongue 
closed his eyes and listened to the cars 

rushin by so fast 

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