Released: November 21, 1995
Songwriter: Bruce Springsteen
Producer: Chuck Plotkin Bruce Springsteen
[Verse 1]
Got out of prison back in '86 and I found a wife
Walked the clean and narrow, just trying to stay out and stay alive
Got a job at the rendering plant, it ain't going to make me rich
In the darkness before dinner comes, sometimes I can feel the itch
[Chorus]
I got a cold mind to go tripping across that thin line
I'm sick of doing straight time
[Verse 2]
My uncle's at the evening table
Makes his living running hot cars
Slips me a hundred-dollar bill says
"Charlie, you best remember who your friends are"
[Chorus]
I got a cold mind to go tripping across that thin line
I'm sick of doing straight time
[Bridge]
Eight years in, it feels like you're gonna die
But you get used to anything
Sooner or later, it just becomes your life
[Verse 3]
Kitchen floor in the evening, tossing my little babies high
Mary's smiling, but she's watching me out of the corner of her eye
Seems you can't get any more than half free
Step out onto the front porch and suck the cold air deep inside of me
[Chorus]
I got a cold mind to go tripping across that thin line
I'm sick of doing straight time
[Verse 4]
In the basement, hunting gun and a hacksaw
Sip a beer and thirteen inches of barrel drop to the floor
Come home in the evening, can't get the smell from my hands
Lay my head down on the pillow and go drifting off into foreign lands
Got out of prison back in '86 and I found a wife
Walked the clean and narrow, just trying to stay out and stay alive
Got a job at the rendering plant, it ain't going to make me rich
In the darkness before dinner comes, sometimes I can feel the itch
[Chorus]
I got a cold mind to go tripping across that thin line
I'm sick of doing straight time
[Verse 2]
My uncle's at the evening table
Makes his living running hot cars
Slips me a hundred-dollar bill says
"Charlie, you best remember who your friends are"
[Chorus]
I got a cold mind to go tripping across that thin line
I'm sick of doing straight time
[Bridge]
Eight years in, it feels like you're gonna die
But you get used to anything
Sooner or later, it just becomes your life
[Verse 3]
Kitchen floor in the evening, tossing my little babies high
Mary's smiling, but she's watching me out of the corner of her eye
Seems you can't get any more than half free
Step out onto the front porch and suck the cold air deep inside of me
[Chorus]
I got a cold mind to go tripping across that thin line
I'm sick of doing straight time
[Verse 4]
In the basement, hunting gun and a hacksaw
Sip a beer and thirteen inches of barrel drop to the floor
Come home in the evening, can't get the smell from my hands
Lay my head down on the pillow and go drifting off into foreign lands
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