Mary Queen Of Arkansas - Bruce Springsteen

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Mary queen of Arkansas, it's not too early for dreamin'
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The sky is grown with cloud seed sown and a bastard's love can be redeeming
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Mary, my queen, your soft hulk is reviving
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No, you're not too late to desecrate, the servants are just rising

Well I'm just a lonely acrobat, the live wire is my trade
I've been a shine boy for your acid brat and a wharf rat of your state
Mary, my queen, your blows for freedom are missing
You'd not man enough for me to hate or woman enough for kissing

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The big top is for dreamers, we can take the circus all the way to the border
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And the gallows wait for martyrs whose papers are in order
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But I was not born to live to die and you were not born for queenin'
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It's not too late to infiltrate, the servants are just leavin'

Mary queen of Arkansas, your white skin is deceivin'
You wake and wait to lie in bait and you almost got me believin'
But on your bed Mary I can see the shadow of a noose
I don't understand how you can hold ma so tight and love me so damn loose

But I know a place where we can go, Mary
Where I can get a good job and start all over again clean
I got contacts deep in Mexico where the servants have been seen


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© 1997, O.Herzig, J.Schrefel, R.Staedter
Cider Queen Of Marbach

Cider Queen of Marbach, it's not too early for drinking
The pub is grown with smoke and a Ciders love can be redeeming
Cider my queen, your soft taste is reviving
No, you're not too hot for drinking, the servants are just rising

Well  I´m just a lonely drunkard, the pub scene is my thing
I´ve been a wino but the acid stings and whiskey made me sing
Cider, my queen, your taste of freedom I´ve been missing
You´ve got alc enough for me to like and volume enough for pissing

The big mug is for dreamers, we can take the Heroes all the way to the border
And the washrooms wait for martyrs whose stomachs are in disorder
But I was not born to sit and watch and you were not born for queenin'
It's not too late to infiltrate, the servants are just leavin'

Cider Queen of Marbach, your pale skin is deceivin´
You sit and wait to drink the pint and you almost got me believin´
But under your eyes I see shadows all over
I don´t understand how you can drink so much and stay so damn sober

But I know a place where we can go Andrea
Where we can get a good drink and start it all over again
I know a pub in Alsergrund where some Cider has been seen

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