BORN TO THUNDER

A tribute to Bruce Springsteen one of my fav singers

BORN TO THUNDER

A Poem by Ronin

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A tribute to Bruce Springsteen

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Madman drummers bummers and Indians in the summer with a teenage diplomat



A leather jacketed rocker working the six strings playing out a future skat



Cut loose like a deuce, another strummer in the New Jersey night







Heading down the highway to Darlington county



Rocking like he was born on the fourth of july



In a deadmans town strumming for your bounty







Those subway sages sitting like the living dead



and those south side sisters sure look pretty



when your playing just to earn some bread







That maximum lawmans still burning up flamingo with the rat and the barefoot girl



From the churches to the jails they hear the music that makes the head whirl



In incandescent heat the bare foot girls still drinking beer on the hood of that Dodge



And the man flashes his guitar like a switchblade hustling for the crowd







Born in the usa to the sound of a future beat



you took to the stage for our fun



cause tramps like you were born to thunder



and rip our souls asunder