Nebraska


    Written by Bruce Springsteen
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    I saw her standin� on her front lawn just twirlin� her baton
    Me and her went for a ride sir and ten innocent people died

    From the town of Lincoln, Nebraska with a sawed off .410 on my lap
    Through to the badlands of Wyoming I killed everything in my path

    I can�t say that I�m sorry for the things that we done
    At least for a little while sir me and her we had us some fun

    The jury brought in a guilty verdict and the judge he sentenced me to death
    Midnight in a prison storeroom with leather straps across my chest

    Sheriff when the man pulls that switch sir and snaps my poor head back
    You make sure my pretty baby is sittin� right there on my lap

    They declared me unfit to live said into that great void my soul�d be hurled
    They wanted to know why I did what I did
    Well sir I guess there�s just a meanness in this world.

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