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By Bruce Springsteen
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
I'm ready to grow young again
And hear your sister's voice, calling us home
Across the open yards
Well maybe we could cut someplace of our own
With these drums, and these guitars
Blood brothers in the stormy 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
There's a war outside still raging
You say it ain't ours anymore to win
I want to sleep beneath peaceful skies, in my lover's bed
With a wide open country in my eyes
And these romantic dreams, in my head