MARIA’S BED VIDEO

Bruce Springsteen played Maria’s Bed during his acoustic pre show in Belfast on July 20th 2013.

LYRICS

Been on a barbed wire highway 40 days and nights
I ain’t complain’n that’s my job and it suits me right
I got a sweet soul fever rushin’ around my head
I’m gonna sleep tonight in Maria’s bed

Got on a dead man’s suit and smilin’ skull ring
Lucky graveyard boots and a song to sing
I keep my heart in my work, my troubles in my head
And I keep my soul in Maria’s bed

I been up on sugar mountain, ‘cross the sweet blue sea
I walked the valley of love and tears and mystery
I got run out’a luck and gave myself up for dead
Then I drank the cool clear waters from Maria’s bed

She give me candy stick kisses ‘neath a wolf dog moon
One sweet breath and she’ll take you, mister, to the upper room

I was burned by the angels, sold wings of lead
Then I fell in the roses and sweet salvation of Maria’s bed

I been out in the desert, doin’ my time
Siftin’ through the dust for fools gold, lookin’ for a sign
Holy man said, “Hold on, brother, there’s a light up ahead.”
Ain’t nothin’ like the light that shines on me in Maria’s bed

Well I take my blessings at the riverhead
I’m living in the light of Maria’s bed

Bruce Springsteen played a great live version of Jesus Was An Only Son for the WH1 Storytellers.

VIDEO

LYRICS

Jesus was an only son
As he walked up Calvary Hill
His mother Mary walking beside him
In the path where his blood spilled
Jesus was an only son
In the hills of Nazareth
As he lay reading the Psalms of David
At his mother’s feet

A mother prays, “Sleep tight, my child, sleep well
For I’ll be at your side
That no shadow, no darkness, no tolling bell,
Shall pierce your dreams this night.”

In the garden at Gethsemane
He prayed for the life he’d never live,
He beseeched his Heavenly Father to remove
The cup of death from his lips

Now there’s a loss that can never be replaced,
A destination that can never be reached,
A light you’ll never find in another’s face,
A sea whose distance cannot be breached

Well Jesus kissed his mother’s hands
Whispered, “Mother, still your tears,
For remember the soul of the universe
Willed a world and it appeared.”