Bruce Springsteen

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When I was a kid my only wish we to get
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my line in him
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Skipped church one Sunday rowed out and throw'd
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in my line
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Jim took that hook pole and me right over the side
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Went driftin' down past old tires and
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rusty cans of beer
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The angel of the lake whispered in my ear
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"Before you choose your wish son
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You better think first
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With every wish there comes a curse."

I fell in love with beautiful Doreen
She was the prettiest thing this old town'd
ever seen
I courted her and I made her mine
But I grew jealous whenever another man'd
come walkin' down the line
And my jealousy made me treat her mean and cruel
She sighed "Bobby, oh Bobby, you're such a fool
Don't you know before you choose your wish,
you'd better think first?
'Cause with every wish, there comes a curse"

These days I sit around and laugh at
the many rivers I've crossed
But on the far banks, there's always
another forest where a man can get lost
Well, there in the high trees, love's
bluebird glides
Guiding us 'cross to another river on
the other side
And there, someone is waitin' with
a look in her eyes
And though my heart's grown weary and
more than a little bit shy
Tonight I'll drink from her waters
to quench my thirst
And leave the angels to worry with every wish