Bruce Springsteen Winter Song Lyrics



Winter Song Lyrics

Bruce Springsteen

  • From their northeast source the sour wind roars
  • Bear gifts fresh from the valley waters.
  • Hallow echoes strip pennsylvania mountain walls
  • With their corsets and their old betsy ruffle
  • And their slips with pearly white.
  • They stand bulging up against the screen door,
  • A banshee "good night."
  • Summer's sweet and she brings me water,
  • But give me winter, that old icy whore.
  • While summer lies meek and follows orders,
  • Winter cries "me!" and pulls you through the door.
  • The limp milk tramp cries metal-flake tears.
  • They drip like honey down <soot? > momma's leg.
  • You lay watchin' them off. eat a hole in his cloth.
  • He'll ask, but he don't beg.
  • Said I'd like to the mademoiselle
  • Who holds the keys to all these doors around the waist
  • And rings the bell.
  • Summer's sweet and she brings me water,
  • But give me winter, that old icy whore.
  • Summer lies meek and follows orders,
  • Winter cries "me!" and pulls you through the door.
  • With scufflin' sound, the knot-voiced matron makes her rounds,
  • Knockin' on each and every door.
  • With a look like white heat, she sways, salty, sweet
  • And leads me 'cross her persian floor.
  • She squeeze' my hand and before her I stood.
  • I was scared. it was dark, but it was good.
  • Summer's sweet and she brings me water,
  • But give me winter, that old icy whore.
  • While summer lies meek and follows orders,
  • Winter cries "me!" and pulls me through her door.


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