House of a Thousand Guitars Bruce Springsteen

[Verse 1]
The blood moon shines across the vale
Bells ring out through churches and jails
I tally my wounds and count the scars
Here in the house of a thousand guitars

[Verse 2]
The criminal clown has stolen the throne
He steals what he can never own
May the truth ring out from every small-town bar
We'll light up the house of a thousand guitars

[Chorus]
Well, it's alright, yeah, it's alright
Meet me, darlin', come Saturday night
All good souls from near and far
Will meet in the house of a thousand guitars

[Verse 3]
Here the bitter and the bored
Wake in search of the lost chord
That'll band us together for as long as there's stars
Here in the house of a thousand guitars

[Chorus]
Well, it's alright, yeah, it's alright
Meet me, darlin', come Saturday night
All good souls from near and far
Will meet in the house of a thousand guitars