Black Mountain Ballad

Bruce Springsteen

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When the night wind rustles the faraway eaves
Rolling down the long valley through the cottonwood trees
And the wild river rises with last season's rains
I awake in the darkness and call your name

I lie awake, and I know that sleep won't come soon
I watch the headlights crawl up and down the wall of my lonely room
I think of that club by the river where we danced on and on
I swore our love could last forever, and you laughed on and on

There's a highway over yonder, lit by a Moon pale and cold
Where together we would wander before our love grew old
There were roadside stands and a hundred faces we would never know
But we held tight to each other, and you said: John, I love you so

I wanna weep, but the tears won't run
I wanna sleep, but the sleep don't come

Last night, I stood on Black Mountain and looked out to the sea
Where the waters of the Mystery River go rushing endlessly
All she said was: I'm sorry, Joe, but I gotta go
We had it once, but we ain't got it anymore