I got two pins in my ankle and a busted collarbone A steel rod in my leg, but it walks me home At nine, I climbed high into the boughs of our neighborhood's tallest tree I don't remember the fear, just the breeze
Drive fast, fall hard, I'll keep you in my heart Don't worry about tomorrow, don't mind the scars Just drive fast, fall hard
At nineteen, I was the king of the dirt down at the Remington draw I liked the pedal and I didn't mind the wall 'Midst the roar of the metal I never heard a sound I was looking for anything any kind of drug to lift me up off this ground
Drive fast, fall hard, I'll keep you in my heart Yeah, don't worry about tomorrow, don't mind the scars Just drive fast, fall hard
We met on the set of this B picture that she made She liked her guys a little greasy and 'neath her pay grade We headed down to Baja in the desert we made our stand of it Figured maybe together we could get the broken pieces to fit
Drive fast, fall hard, keep me in your heart Yeah, don't worry about tomorrow, don't mind the scars Just drive fast, fall hard I'll keep you in my heart Yeah, don't worry about tomorrow, don't mind the scars Just drive fast, fall hard
I got two pins in my ankle and a busted collarbone A steel rod in my leg, but it walks me home
Compositor: Bruce Springsteen (PRS)Editores: Eldridge Publishing Co., Sony/ATV Pop Music PublishingAdministração: Sony Music Publishing LLC, Sony/ATV Pop Music PublishingPublicado em 2019 (07/Fev) e lançado em 1919 (10/Jan)ECAD verificado obra #34176308 e fonograma #19939461 em 24/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM