Topsongs van Bruce Springsteen
Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Bruce Springsteen
Stimme und Gesang
Max Weinberg
Schlagzeug
Roy Bittan
Klavier
Garry Tallent
Bassgitarre
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Bruce Springsteen
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Bruce Springsteen
Produzent:in
Jon Landau
Produzent:in
Chuck Plotkin
Produzent:in
Steven Van Zandt
Produzent:in
Ed Thacker
Mischtechniker:in
Toby Scott
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Songteksten
[Verse 1]
Well, Jimmy Lee was hookin' round the far turn
Of a funky southern Florida dirt track
He had mud caked on his goggles and a screamin' 350
Stacked up on his back
Well, as he passed the stands
He was feelin' all tuckered out
Down through the roar of his engine, he heard somebody shout
"Stand on it
Come on, boy, stand on it"
[Verse 2]
Mary Beth started to drift
She hit the shift
But she just couldn't get a hand on it
Racin' some Red Hill Boys
She had the deed to the ranch and a grand on it
With eight grand blowin' hot on the red line
She blew past a hitchhiker out on Route 39
He hollered, "Stand on it
Go ahead, baby, stand on it"
[Verse 3]
Well now, when in doubt and you can't figure it out
Just stand on it
Well, if your mind's confused
You don't know what you're gonna do
Then, buddy, stand on it
Well, if you've lost control of the situation at hand
Go grab a girl, go see a rock and roll band
And stand on it
Come on, man, stand on it
Stand on it, boys
[Verse 4]
Well, now Columbus, he discovered America
Even though he hadn't planned on it
He got lost and woke up one morning when he's about to land on it
He wouldn't of got out of Italy
Man, that's for sure
Without Queen Isabella standing on the shore
Shouting, "Stand on it
"Go ahead, man, stand on it"
[Verse 5]
Yeah, well, when in doubt and you can't figure it out
Buddy, stand on it
Well, if your mind's confused
You don't know what you're gonna do
Then, buddy, stand on it
Well, if you've lost control of the situation at hand
Go grab a girl, go see a rock and roll band
And stand on it
Come on, man, stand on it
[Verse 6]
Bobby was leading the pack
He settled back and he got ready for the long haul
Well, fifty yards from the finish line
Somebody roared up and they blew him into the wall
Well, he rolled over twice, lucky to survive
Laying in the back of the ambulance, more dead than alive
Somebody shouted, "Man, you call that drivin'?
Why didn't you stand on it?"
[Verse 7]
Come on
Stand on it
Come on, boy, stand on it
Come on, man, stand on it
Come on, boys, stand on it
Come on, baby, stand on it
Come on, man, stand on it
Come on, let's stand on it
Written by: Bruce Springsteen