We busted out of class had to get away from those fools
We learned more from a three-minute record than we ever learned in school
Tonight I hear the neighborhood drummer sound
I can feel my heart begin to pound
You say you`re tired and you just want to close your eyes and follow your dreams down
We made a promise we swore we`d always remember
No retreat no surrender
Like soldiers in the winter`s night with a vow to defend
No retreat no surrender
Now young faces grow sad and old and hearts of fire grow cold
We swore blood brothers against the wind
Now I`m ready to grow young again
And hear your sister`s voice calling us home
Across the open yards
Believin` we could cut some place of our own
With these drums and these guitars
Blood brothers on a summer`s night with a vow to defend
No retreat no surrender
Now on the street tonight the lights grow dim
The walls of my room are closing in
But it`s good to see your smiling face
And to hear your voice again
We could sleep in the twilight
By the river bed
With a wide open country in our hearts
and these romantic dreams in our heads
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BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN lyrics