Fasten your seatbelts, Girl’s on a roll….
Let’s face it, they just don’t make music like they used to. It actually used to be an ART. Which version do YOU like better:
Manfred Mann:
Or, the composer, Bruce Springsteen, a man and his guitar:
And here’s a “South of the Border” version just for fun:
Here’s the poll:
And, here are the lyrics:
| Madman drummers bummers and Indians in the summer with a teenage diplomat In the dumps with the mumps as the adolescent pumps his way into his hat With a boulder on my shoulder feelin’ kinda older I tripped the merry-go-round With this very unpleasing sneezing and wheezing the calliope crashed to the ground Some all-hot half-shot was headin’ for the hot spot snappin’ his fingers clappin’ his hands And some fleshpot mascot was tied into a lover’s knot with a whatnot in her hand And now young Scott with a slingshot finally found a tender spot and throws his lover in the sand And some bloodshot forget-me-not whispers daddy’s within earshot save the buckshot turn up the bandAnd she was blinded by the light Cut loose like a deuce another runner in the night Blinded by the light She got down but she never got tight, but she’ll make it alright Some brimstone baritone anti-cyclone rolling stone preacher from the east Yeah he was blinded by the light Some silicone sister with her manager’s mister told me I got what it takes And now in Zanzibar a shootin’ star was ridin’ in a side car hummin’ a lunar tune And some kidnapped handicap was complainin’ that he caught the clap from some mousetrap he bought last night, Well I unsnapped his skull cap and between his ears I saw He was just blinded by the light |
| Copyright © Bruce Springsteen (ASCAP) |
