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The Promised Land Lyrics: On a rattlesnake speedway in the Utah desert / I pick up my money and head back into town / Driving 'cross the Waynesboro county line / I got the radio on and...
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Bruce Springsteen Lyrics. "The Promised Land". On a rattlesnake speedway in the Utah desert. I pick up my money and head back into town. Driving 'cross the Waynesboro county line. I got the radio on and I'm just killing time. Working all day in my daddy's garage. Driving all night chasing some mirage.
"The Promised Land" is a song by the American singer-songwriter Bruce Springsteen from his 1978 album Darkness on the Edge of Town. It was released as a single in the United Kingdom, backed by another song from Darkness on the Edge of Town , "Streets of Fire", the third single from the album after " Badlands " and " Prove It All Night ".
Dec 6, 2009 · The Promised Land Bruce Springsteen [Full + Lyrics] 4.7K Likes. 1,173,871 Views. 2009 Dec 6. Once again, another by Bruce (: On a rattlesnake speedway in the Utah desert I pick up my money...
THE PROMISED LAND is a song written by Bruce Springsteen and released on his 1978 album Darkness On The Edge Of Town. The above lyrics are for Bruce Springsteen's album version of THE PROMISED LAND as released in 1978.
Apr 12, 2019 · "The Promised Land" is a song by Bruce Springsteen from his 1978 album Darkness on the Edge of Town. It was released as a single in Europe, backed by another...
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The Promised Land Lyrics by Bruce Springsteen from the The Album Collection:1973-1984, Vol. 1 album- including song video, artist biography, translations and more: On a rattlesnake speedway in the Utah desert I pick up my money and head back into town Driving 'cross the Waynesboro….
Jun 2, 1978 · Lyrics. On a rattlesnake speedway in the Utah desert. I pick up my money and head back into town. Driving ‘cross the Waynesboro county line. I got the radio on and I’m just killing time. Working all day in my daddy’s garage. Driving all night chasing some mirage. Pretty soon, little girl, I’m gonna take charge.
Mister I ain't a boy, no I'm a man. And I believe in a promised land. Well there's a dark cloud rising. From the desert floor. I packed my bags and I'm. Heading straight into the storm. Gonna be a twister to blow everything down. That ain't got the faith to stand it's ground.
