It's Hard To Be A Saint In The City (Demo Version - 1972)-Bruce Springsteen

[ti:It's Hard To Be A Saint In The City] [ar:Bruce Springsteen] [al:Tracks] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]It's Hard To Be A Saint In The City (Demo Version - 1972) - Bruce Springsteen [00:11.43]We had skin like leather and the diamond-hard look of a cobra [00:22.87]I was born blue and weathered but I burst just like a supernova [00:30.14]We could walk like Brando right into the sun [00:34.25]Then dance just like a Casanova [00:39.37]With my blackjack and jacket and hair slicked sweet [00:43.15]Silver star studs on my duds like a Harley in heat [00:46.56]When I strut down the street [00:48.01]I could feel its heartbeat [00:50.52]Oh women fell back and said [00:52.54]Don't that man look pretty [00:54.49]The cripple on the corner cried out [00:56.12]Nickels for your pity [00:57.83]Them gasoline boys downtown sure talk gritty [01:01.17]It's so hard to be a saint in the city [01:10.05]I was the king if the alley [01:12.81]I could talk some trash [01:18.09]I was the prince of the paupers [01:20.31]Crowned downtown at the beggar's bash [01:25.34]I was the pimp's main prophet [01:27.11]I kept everythning cool [01:29.29]A backstreet gambler with the luck to lose [01:32.63]And when the heat came down it was left on the ground [01:36.82]The devil appeared like [01:37.79]Jesus through the steam in the street [01:40.62]Showin' me a hand [01:41.82]I knew even the cops couldn't beat [01:43.79]I felt his hot breath on my neck as [01:45.65]I dove into the heat [01:47.03]It's so hard to be a saint when you're just a boy [01:57.22]And the sages of the subway sit just like the living dead [02:01.13]As the tracks clack out the rhythm their eyes fixed straightahead [02:04.85]They ride the line of balance and hold on by just a thread [02:08.61]But it's too hot in these tunnels [02:09.89]You can get hit up by the heat [02:12.33]You get up to get out at your next stop [02:14.08]But they push you back down in your seat [02:16.27]Your heart starts beating faster as you struggle to your feet [02:19.70]Then you're outa that hole and back up on the street [02:23.62]And them South Side sisters sure look pretty [02:27.19]The cripple on the corner cries out [02:29.15]Nickels for your pity [02:30.74]And them downtown boys sure talk gritty [02:34.35]It's so hard to be a saint in the city