Music - Bruce Is The Boss Poem by Paul Warren

O Mary Don’t you Weep in the sun
Because we were all Born to Run
Sweating it out in the Backstreets
The Ghost of Tom Joad he meets
It's just like Dancing in the Dark
When being Born in the USA is your mark
Now's the time to Go and Pay My Money Down
These are Better Days to come no frown
It is Just Like Fire Would burn away
Live on at Thunder Road that's the right way
Bruce is the Boss for yesterday and today
Remember these will be your Glory Days!

© Paul Warren Poetry