Death To My Hometown (Live)

Springsteen

Oh, no cannonballs did fly, no rifles cut us down

No bombs fell from the sky, no blood soaked the ground

No powder flash blinded the eye, no deathly thunder sound

But just as sure as the hand of God, they brought death to my hometown

They brought death to my hometown, boys

No shells ripped the evening sky, no cities burning down

No armies stormed the shores for which we'd die

No dictators were crowned

I awoke from a quiet night, I never heard a sound

Marauders raided in the dark and brought death to my hometown, boys

Death to my hometown

They destroyed our families' factories and they took our homes

They left our bodies on the plains, the vultures picked our bones

So listen up, my sonny boy, be ready for when they come

For they'll be returning sure as the rising sun

Now get yourself a song to sing and sing it 'til you're done

Yeah, sing it hard and sing it well

Send the robber barons straight to hell

The greedy thieves who came around

And ate the flesh of everything they found

Whose crimes have gone unpunished now

Who walk the streets as free men now

Ah, they brought death to our hometown, boys

Death to our hometown, boys

Death to our hometown, boys

Death to our hometown, whoa!