Musicpost da quincena

Hoxe no apartado de música tócalle o turno ó que tal vez sexa o meu cantante preferido: Bruce Sprinsgteen e a unha das súas mellores cancións, aínda que tal vez non sexa a máis representativa do seu estilo, pero de calquera xeito agardo publicar máis entradas sobre el, así que tanto ten.
A canción é The River, que finaliza o disco co mesmo título, un dos seus máis vendidos e que lle deu un gran impulso ó comezo da súa carreira. Espero que vos guste.

Por certo, non me esquezo do post da folga, pero ando moi mal de tempo estos días.

The River
I come from down in the valley where mister when you're young
They bring you up to do like your daddy done
Me and mary we met in high school when she was just seventeen
Wed ride out of that valley down to where the fields were green

Wed go down to the river
And into the river wed dive
Oh down to the river wed ride

Then I got mary pregnant and man that was all she wrote
And for my nineteen birthday I got a union card and a wedding coat
We went down to the courthouse and the judge put it all to rest
No wedding day smiles no walk down the aisle
No flowers no wedding dress
That night we went down to the river
And into the river wed dive
On down to the river we did ride

I got a job working construction for the johnstown company
But lately there aint been much work on account of the economy
Now all them things that seemed so important
Well mister they vanished right into the air
Now I just act like I don't remember, mary acts like she don't care
But I remember us riding in my brothers car
Her body tan and wet down at the reservoir
At night on them banks I'd lie awake
And pull her close just to feel each breath she'd take
Now those memories come back to haunt me, they haunt me like a curse
Is a dream a lie if it don't come true
Or is it something worse that sends me
Down to the river though I know the river is dry
Down to the river, my baby and i
Oh down to the river we ride

A letra está sacada de aquí.