Nebraska (ENG-102-112) 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 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