Seeds - Bruce Springsteen

Well a great black river a man had found

So he put all his money in a hole in the ground

And sent a big steel arm drivin down down down

Man now I live on the streets of Houston town

Packed up my wife and kids when winter came along

And we headed down south with just spit and a song

But they said Sorry son its gone gone gone

Well theres men hunkered down by the railroad tracks

The Elkhorn Special blowin my hair back

Tents pitched on the highway in the dirty moonlight

And I dont know where Im gonna sleep tonight

Parked in the lumberyard freezin our asses off

My kids in the back seat got a graveyard cough

Well Im sleepin up in front with my wife

Billy club tappin on the windshield in the middle of the night

Says Move along man move along

Well big limousine long shiny and black

You dont look ahead you dont look back

How many times can you get up after youve been hit?

Well I swear if I could spare the spit

Id lay one on your shiny chrome

And send you on your way back home

So if youre gonna leave your town where the north wind blow

To go on down where that sweet soda river flow

Well you better think twice on it Jack

Youre better off buyin a shotgun dead off the rack

You aint gonna find nothin down here friend

Except seeds blowin up the highway in the south wind

Movin on movin on its gone gone all gone