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 Last night I stood at your doorstep Trying to figure out what went wrong You just slipped somethin' into my palm Then you were gone I could smell the same deep green of summer Above me the same night sky was glowin' In the distance I could see the town where I was born It's gonna be a long walk home Hey pretty Darling, don't wait up for me Gonna be a long walk home A long walk home In town I passed Sal's grocery The barbershop on South Street I looked into their faces They were all rank strangers to me The veterans' hall high up on the hill Stood silent and alone The diner was shuttered and boarded With a sign that just said "gone" It's gonna be a long walk home Hey pretty Darling, don't wait up for me Gonna be a long walk home Hey pretty Darling, don't wait up for me Gonna be a long walk home It's gonna be a long walk home Here everybody has a neighbor Everybody has a friend Everybody has a reason to begin again My father said "Son, we're lucky in this town It's a beautiful place to be born It just wraps its arms around you Nobody crowds you, nobody goes it alone. That you know flag flying over the courthouse Means certain things are set in stone Who we are, what we'll do and what we won't." Its gonna be a long walk home Hey pretty Darling, don't wait up for me Gonna be a long walk home Hey pretty Darling, don't wait up for me Gonna be a long walk home It's gonna be a long walk home Its gonna be a long walk home Hey pretty Darling, don't wait up for me Gonna be a long walk home Hey pretty Darling, don't wait up for me Gonna be a long walk home It's gonna be a long walk home It's gonna be a long walk home
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Copyright © 2007 Bruce Springsteen (ASCAP)
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