“There Ain’t No Help, the Cavalry Stayed Home.” The Boss Chimes In.
I’ve been knocking on the door that holds the throne
I’ve been looking for the map that leads me home
I’ve been stumbling on good hearts turned to stone
The road of good intentions has gone dry as bone
We take care of our own
We take care of our own
Wherever this flag’s flown
We take care of our own
From Chicago to New Orleans
From the muscle to the bone
From the shotgun shack to the Super Dome
There ain’t no help, the cavalry stayed home,
There ain’t no one hearing the bugle blowin’
We take care of our own
We take care of our own
Wherever this flag’s flown
We take care of our own
Where’re the eyes, the eyes with the will to see
Where’s the hearts that run over with mercy
Where’s the love that has not forsaken me
Where’s the work that’ll set my hands, my soul free
Where’s the spirit to reign rain over me
Where’s the promise, from sea to shining sea
Where’s the promise, from sea to shining sea
Wherever this flag is flown
Wherever this flag is flown
Wherever this flag is flown
We take care of our own
We take care of our own
Wherever this flag’s flown
We take care of our own
We take care of our own
We take care of our own
Wherever this flag’s flown
And Lastly Here is the Title Track “The Wrecking Ball” :
Stay Strong and Take Care of One Another.
Hat tips to Lisa Simeone @ Liberty Underground for posting Fiachra Gibbons article on Bruce Springsteen this morning, and also to Mr. Gibbons for his previous article in the Gaurdian for which Lisa also provided a link. Good stuff all.
