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BACKSTREETS

Outtake version 2

One soft infested summer me and Terry became friends
Trying in vain to breathe the fire we was born in
Catching rides to the outskirts, tying faith between our teeth
Sleeping in that old abandoned beach house getting wasted in the heat
And hiding on the backstreets, hiding on the backstreets
Well we swore forever friends
On the backstreets until the end

Running in the dark well I found her where she fell
Just another wasted sister of Heartbreak hotel
Slow dancing in the dark at Stockton's Wing
Almost to the highway, free from the rain
Roaring along the backstreets, foot on the backstreets
Terry was cold, young and brave*
Taking on the backstreets

Endless juke joints and Valentino drag
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Save yourself for a new guitar ???
Blame it on the lies that killed us
On the truth that ran us down, you can blame it all on me
Blame it on that town
But I hated him and his fancy ways
I hated you when you went away

Laying here in the dark you're like an angel on my chest
Just another tramp of hearts crying tears of faithlessness
Living all the movies, Terry, we'd go see
Trying to learn how to walk like heroes we thought we had to be
And after all this time to find we're just like all the rest
Stranded in the park and forced to confess
To hiding on the backstreets, hiding on the backstreets
Hey its gonna be alright
Hiding on the backstreets tonight
Hiding on the backstreets, hiding on the backstreets
Hiding on the backstreets, hiding on the backstreets
Hiding on the backstreets, hiding on the backstreets
Hiding on the backstreets, hiding on the backstreets
Hiding on the backstreets, hiding on the backstreets
Hiding on the backstreets, hiding on the backstreets
Hiding on the backstreets, hiding on the backstreets
Hiding on the backstreets, hiding on the backstreets
Hiding on the backstreets, hiding on the backstreets
Hiding on the backstreets, hiding on the backstreets
This is why we go hiding on them backstreets tonight
Hiding on the backstreets, hiding on the backstreets
Hiding on the backstreets, hiding on the backstreets
Hiding on the backstreets, hiding on the backstreets

Outtake version of BACKSTREETS with lyrics changes. This version, in addition to outtake version 1, was recorded between March and July 1975 at The Record Plant, New York City, and appeared on the same bootleg, War And Roses: The Definitive Born To Run Outtakes Collection. Outtake version 3 was also recorded between March and July 1975 at The Record Plant, New York City, but did not appear on the same bootleg.

What needs to be said about this one? Springsteen's epic of love found, crushed and lost, while hiding in the shadows of the Backstreets. As the song progresses, the vigor and current of Bruce's voice swells, a force barely under control, until the passion is built up throughout the chanting of the Backstreets mantra, until orgasmically, the pain is released in a crescendo. See also SHE'S THE ONE for an embryonic version of this track.

* Lyrics only in this version

Available on:

  1. Born To Run (track 4)
  2. Live 1975-85 (disc 1- track 9)