Текст песни Bruce Springsteen - Rockaway The Days

Hey! I'm a bloodfan of ol' Bruce. And now I thought I should write down the simple 
chords for "Rockaway The Days" from 3. cd on Tracks. It's simple and ginious. But 
sometimes it's very many words you have to squeeze in in short melody-lines. But 
you can make it! Listen to the song to understand better how it goes.

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Billy got out of prison, but he wasn't right
                                  A  
Some like to drink or gamble, Billy liked to fight.
He tracked back to his home state of Mary-land.
Went to his mom's mobile home where she took him in, alright.

Rockaway the days, rockaway the night.
Gimme something to last me, baby, 'til the morning light.
I ain't looking for trouble, I ain't looking for a fight.
Honey, rockaway these days rockaway these nights.

(The same chords through the whole song. It's simple:  -  - A again and again)

Well at a picnic one Sunday Billy met Mary Dove

May looked at Billy, Billy fell in love

Billy swore to Mari he'd always love her so

They were married in the valley where the river flows, alright

(CHORUS)

At a roadside bar Billy argued with a young man

And he settled that argument with a razor in his hand

With blood on his shirt back to Mary he did run

She sighed "Billy, oh Billy what have you done?"

He ran to his ma's trailer but the lights were dim

He punded on the, she wouldn't let him in

Up the road to a neighbour's house he drew near

They said "Billy go away, we don't want no trouble 'round here"

Billy stole a car and headed out on the road

Pocketful of pills and his brain on overload

Seen some lights in his rearview mirror, panicked and gave her the gun.

Wrapped himself 'round a telephone pole way out on 101

Well Billy got cut out on by a highway patrol

Just lay there with the cars passing on so slow

Sherrif told BIlly's ma that Billy died

She buried his body by the riverside, alright

(CHORUS)

Rockaway the days, rockaway the night.
Gimme something to last me, baby, 'til the morning light.
I ain't looking for trouble, I ain't looking for a fight.
Honey, rockaway these days rockaway these nights.

Well the rich man want the power and the seat of the top

Poor man want the money that the rich man got

Honey tonight I'm feeling so tired and unsure

Come on in Mary, shut the light, close the door

(CHORUS)

And 'ere you go! Enjoy!