Tác giả: Bruce Springsteen

I Wanna Marry You

I see you walking, baby, down the street. pushing that baby carriage at your feet. i see the lonely ribbon in your hair. tell me I am the man for...

My Home Town

I was eight years old and running with a dime in my hand into the bus stop to pick up a paper for my old man. i'd sit on his lap in the big old...