Текст песни Backstreets (Live at the Palace Theatre, Albany, NY - 02/07/77) - Bruce Springsteen

One soft infested summer me and Terry became friends
Trying in vain to breathe the fire we was born in
Catching rides to the outskirts, tying faith between our teeth
Sleeping in that old abandoned beach house, getting wasted in the heat

And hiding on the backstreets
Hiding on the backstreets
With a love so hard and filled with defeat, hey
Running for our lives at night on them backstreets

Slow dancing in the dark on the beach at Stockton's Wing
Where desperate lovers park, we sat with the last of the Duke Street Kings
Huddled in our cars, waiting for the bells that ring
In the deep heart of the night they set us loose of everything

To go running on the backstreets
Running on the backstreets, hey
On the backstreets we take it together

Endless juke joints and Valentino drag
Where dancers scraped the tears up off the streets, dressed down in rags
Running into the darkness, some hurt bad, some really dying
At night sometimes it seemed you could hear that whole damn city crying

Blame it on the lies that killed us, on the truth that ran us down
You can blame it all on me, it don't matter to me now
When the breakdown hit at midnight there was nothing left to say
I hated him and I hated you when you went away
Whoa-whoa

Laying here in the dark, you're like an angel on my chest
Just another tramp of hearts crying tears of faithlessness
Remember all the movies, Terry, that we'd go see?
Trying to learn how to walk like the heroes we thought we had to be

And after all this time to find we're just like all the rest
Stranded in the park and forced to confess to

Hiding on the backstreets
Hiding on the backstreets
We swore forever friends
On the backstreets until the end

'Til the end
Just me and you, baby
Just me and you, baby
We could steal away
We could steal away
We could slip, we could slip away

I remember what you said
I remember you saying you're gonna quit your job
And I was gonna take all my money out of bank
And I was gonna quit my job too
And we'd steal away

I was gonna meet down at the corner of St. Mary's church
Where we were just waiting
We'd just wait to hear the bells
When the kids
When they went and they rang the bells
We would steal away
We would steal away

I remember you saying you would never
You was never gonna go, you was never gonna go no place
Unless you can go with me
I remember you saying, I remember you saying we was gonna meet
Sunday morning
Out at the church and I had my money
And I had a car
I remember you saying you was never
I remember you saying you were never gonna go no place without me
I remember you promised
Said you were never gonna go no place
I remember you promised
We were waiting the bells
I remember standing there waiting Sunday
I'd be hearing the bells
And I remember you said you were never gonna go no place
I remember you promised
And I remember you promised
I remember you promised
I remember you promised

And you lied
You lied
And you lied
You lied
Oh

Hiding on the backstreets
Hiding on the backstreets
Hiding on the backstreets
Hiding on the backstreets
Hiding on the backstreets
Hiding on the backstreets
Hiding on the backstreets
Hiding on the backstreets
Hiding on the backstreets
Hiding on the backstreets
Hiding on the backstreets
Hiding on the backstreets
Hiding on the backstreets
Hiding on the backstreets
Hiding on the backstreets
Hiding on the backstreets
Hiding on the backstreets
Hiding on the backstreets
We all
We'll go hiding on the backstreets tonight

On the backstreets
On the backstreets
On the backstreets
On the backstreets

You promised