Текст песни Soul Days (feat. Sam Moore) - Bruce Springsteen , Sam Moore

I woke up feeling the sunshine
Drift across my face
It took me back to emotions
From another time and place, those yesterdays
Cruising in my Chevrolet
I held my baby in my arms
But my first love was always those songs

I'm talkin' 'bout soul days
Talkin' about those sweet soul days

I crawled out of bed real slowly
Threw on some old blue jeans
I found my favorite T-shirt
And started rollin' up my sleeves like James Dean
Thinkin' I was still 19
I walked outside and looked around
My heart was pumping when I found

It's gonna be a soul day
I laid back sunning
Sweet summer, soul days

I think I'll take my baby for a ride
Down to the back road
Out in the country
Where the summer winds blow
Over by the river
There's a barbecue shack
Otis on the jukebox
You know I like it like that, yeah

Soul days
Dancin' with my baby
Swayin' to the sweet, soul days

And when the sun goes down
And we're on the road again
Those white lines runnin' down the highway
Slowly reelin' us in with the radio on
Swinging to the sweet soul songs
And the music's playin' through the night
Taking us back to when everything was alright

Soul days
Talking about those sweet summer, soul days
I'm talkin' 'bout soul days
I'm going back to the sweet summer, soul days

Ooh, soul days (soul days)
I wanna hear some Wilson Pickett and some Joe Tex
I wanna hear some Sam and Dave (oh, listen here)
Hey, Sam, I wanna hear some Aretha (I wanna hear some Ray Charles)
And some Soulful Sam Cooke now (what about that?)
I wanna hear some Arthur Conley (well, what about Edwin Starr?)
Ha-ha-ha-ha, hell yeah