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bruce springsteen - our lady of monroe كلمات أغنية

he’s out of newark, a retired detective
tryna lose some of what he’d seen
he had twenty_five years on the streets
where the lord does not intervene

packed his shaving kit into a small suitcase
slipped the rosary off the night shelf
just the cross remains of his faith
was all that he had left

and the pale sun of the evening
cut through the windshield as he drove
head south on the jersey turnpike
to the lady of monroe

he and his wife, they’d raised a daughter
but his job was all he’d ever really known
now she was in southern indiana
with a family her own

as the refinery fields went rushing by
thought of his little brown_eyed girl
shooting cans in the river with his old 22
as the summer trees unfurled

and the pale sun of the evening
slipped down, velvet and low
heard murmured prayers softly rising
to the lady of monroe

his rosary hung from the rear_view mirror
a map ‘neath the burger king bag in the front seat
his gun’s tucked deep in the glove box
another useless tool of his trade he’ll never need

from his desk in the south precinct
he’d walked that dirty mile
well, that was all over now
he was gonna learn to live, just to live for a while

virgin mother, give me peace
peace i’ve never known
in the sunlight, lifted hands softly swaying
to our lady of monroe

- bruce springsteen

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