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War Nurse

Bruce Springsteen
Lingua: Inglese



She was just another war nurse, she could strike a noble pose
Caring for our young boys when a bullet laid them low
She would hover over them and cry and pull the covers over them when they'd die
She was just another lonesome lady, lover, sister of the gun
And though France would call her darling she was a nurse 'neath the rising sun

She knew no hells or heavens, or harbors or havens
She was every mother, sister, wife, and lover whose love a soldier boy was savin'
She believed in the birth of the broadsword but sShe was not a shielded one
Though France would call her darling she was nurse 'neath the rising sun

She was a soldier's shrapnel sweetheart direct from the combat zone
She was a reincarnation of the Virgin Mary, she was the hooker down San Antone
And though her heart was somewhere in Iceland commanding the dawn patrol
Blessed in this blood and stitched into these bones the war nurse left her soul
Blessed in this blood and stitched into these bones the war nurse left her soul


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