Maria's Bed - Bruce Springsteen

Been on a barbed wire highway 40 days and nights

I am not complaining, it’s my job and it suits me right

I got a sweet soft fever rushing around my head

I’m going to sleep tonight in Maria’s bed

Got on a dead man suit and smiling skull ring

Lucky graveyard boots and a song to sing

I keep my heart in my work but trouble’s in my head

And I keep my soul in Maria’s bed

I been up on sugar mountain, cross the sweet blue seas

I walked the valley of love and tears and mystery

I got run out’a luck and give myself up for dead

And I drank the cool clear waters from Maria’s bed

She gives me candy stick kisses underneath 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, yeah, doing my time

Searching through the dust for fools gold, looking for a sign

Holy man said «hold on brother there’s a light up ahead»

Isn’t nothing like a light that shines on me in Maria’s bed

Well I’ll take my blessings at the riverhead

I’m living in the light of Maria’s bed