Álbum Born to Run de Bruce Springsteen - Canciones

Born to Run


"Born to run" es el tercer álbum de Bruce Springsteen y uno de los mejores en la discografía del boss. Publicado en 1975 bajo el sello Columbia, contó con la producción de Mike Appel, Jim Cretecos y Jon Landau. El álbum obtuvo un gran éxito comercial, vendiendo más de seis millones de copias sólo en Estados Unidos y logrando excelentes críticas por parte de la prensa especializada, que ha catalogado el álbum como uno de os mejores de la historia. En las listas de éxito, se aupó en el tercer puesto de la estadounidense lista Billboard 200

Con un trabajo más elaborado que es sus anteriores discos y contando con un presupuesto muy superior, podemos apreciar la progresión en el sonido de Springsteen, con letras mucho más maduras. El álbum llevó más de catorce meses de grabación, con momentos en los que Springsteen se esforzaba por plasmar en canciones los sonidos que revoloteaban en su cabeza.

Para terminar de definir dichas ideas, Bruce Springsteen se trajo al productor Jon Landau, lo que provocó roces con el otro productor del álbum, Mike Appel, que le terminaron de separar de Springsteen, quedando finalmente Landau como productor y mánager del artista.

La portada del álbum "Born to Run", una de las más célebres del rock, fue registrada por el fotógrafo estadounidense Eric Meola y en ella se nos muestra a Springsteen sosteniendo una guitarra Fender, mientras se apoya en la espalda de su saxofonista Clarence Clemons, a quien no se le ve la cara.

El álbum produjo tres sencillos, el primero de ellos titulado igual que el álbum, "Born to Run", y que le valió a Springsteen para obtener una enorme popularidad. El segundo sencillo fue "Tenth Avenue Freeze-Out", que acompañó a otros temas destacados del álbum, como "Thunder Road", "She's the One" y "Jungleland".

Listado de canciones del álbum Born to Run

  1. Thunder RoadVer letra 4:50


    letra de Thunder Road

    The screen door slams
    Mary's dress waves
    Like a vision she dances across the porch
    As the radio plays
    Roy Orbison singing for the lonely
    Hey that's me and I want you only
    Don't turn me home again
    I just can't face myself alone again
    Don't run back inside
    darling you know just what I'm here for
    So you're scared and you're thinking
    That maybe we ain't that young anymore
    Show a little faith, there's magic in the night
    You ain't a beauty, but hey you're alright
    Oh and that's alright with me

    You can hide `neath your covers
    And study your pain
    Make crosses from your lovers
    Throw roses in the rain
    Waste your summer praying in vain
    For a savior to rise from these streets
    Well now I'm no hero
    That's understood
    All the redemption I can offer, girl
    Is beneath this dirty hood
    With a chance to make it good somehow
    Hey what else can we do now
    Except roll down the window
    And let the wind blow back your hair
    Well the night's busting open
    These two lanes will take us anywhere
    We got one last chance to make it real
    To trade in these wings on some wheels
    Climb in back
    Heaven's waiting on down the tracks
    Oh oh come take my hand
    Riding out tonight to case the promised land
    Oh oh Thunder Road, oh Thunder Road
    oh Thunder Road
    Lying out there like a killer in the sun
    Hey I know it's late we can make it if we run
    Oh Thunder Road, sit tight take hold
    Thunder Road

    Well I got this guitar
    And I learned how to make it talk
    And my car's out back
    If you're ready to take that long walk
    >From your front porch to my front seat
    The door's open but the ride it ain't free
    And I know you're lonely
    For words that I ain't spoken
    But tonight we'll be free
    All the promises'll be broken
    There were ghosts in the eyes
    Of all the boys you sent away
    They haunt this dusty beach road
    In the skeleton frames of burned out Chevrolets

    They scream your name at night in the street
    Your graduation gown lies in rags at their feet
    And in the lonely cool before dawn
    You hear their engines roaring on
    But when you get to the porch they're gone
    On the wind, so Mary climb in
    It's a town full of losers
    And I'm pulling out of here to win.

    Músicos invitados: Steve Van Zandt (Backing Vocals), Roy Bittan (Electric Piano [Fender Rhodes]), Roy Bittan (Glockenspiel), Bruce Springsteen (Harmonica)
  2. Tenth Avenue Freeze-OutVer letra 3:11


    letra de Tenth Avenue Freeze-Out

    Tear drops on the city
    Bad Scooter searching for his groove
    Seem like the whole world walking pretty
    And you can't find the room to move
    Well everybody better move over, that's all
    'Cause I'm running on the bad side
    And I got my back to the wall
    Tenth Avenue freeze-out, Tenth Avenue freeze-out

    Well I was stranded in the jungle
    Trying to take in all the heat they was giving
    The night is dark but the sidewalk's bright
    And lined with the light of the living
    From a tenement window a transistor blasts
    Turn around the corner things got real quite real fast
    I walked into a Tenth Avenue freeze-out
    Tenth Avenue freeze-out
    And I'm all alone, I'm all alone
    And kid you better get the picture
    And I'm on my own, I'm on my own
    And I can't go home

    When the changes was made uptown
    And the Big Man joined the band
    From the coastline to the city
    All the little pretties raise their hands
    I'm gonna sit back right easy and laugh

    When Scooter and the Big Man bust this city in half
    With the Tenth Avenue freeze-out, Tenth Avenue freeze-out
    Tenth Avenue freeze-out...

    Músicos invitados: David Sanborn (Baritone Saxophone), Clarence Clemons (Tenor Saxophone), Michael Brecker (Tenor Saxophone), Wayne Andre (Trombone), Randy Brecker (Trumpet), Randy Brecker (Flugelhorn)
  3. NightVer letra 3:01


    letra de Night

    You get up every morning at the sound of the bell
    You get to work late and the boss man's giving you hell
    Till you're out on a midnight run
    Losing your heart to a beautiful one
    And it feels right as you lock up the house
    Turn out the lights and step out into the night

    And the world is busting at its seams
    And you're just a prisoner of your dreams
    Holding on for your life 'cause you work all day
    To blow 'em away in the night

    The rat traps filled with soul crusaders
    The circuits lined and jammed with chromed invaders
    And she's so pretty that you're lost in the stars
    As you jockey your way through the cars
    And sit at the light, as it changes to green
    With your faith in your machine off you scream into the night

    And you're in love with all the wonder it brings
    And every muscle in your body sings as the highway ignites
    You work nine to five and somehow you survive till the night
    Hell all day they're busting you up on the outside
    But tonight you're gonna break on through to the inside
    And it'll be right, it'll be right, and it'll be tonight

    And you know she will be waiting there
    And you'll find her somehow you swear
    Somewhere tonight you run sad and free
    Until all you can see is the night

    Músicos invitados: Roy Bittan (Harpsichord), Roy Bittan (Glockenspiel)
  4. BackstreetsVer letra 6:29


    letra de Backstreets

    One soft infested summer, me and Terry became friends
    Trying in vain to breathe the fire we was born in
    Catching rides to the outskirts, tying faith between our teeth
    Sleeping in that old abandoned beach house, getting wasted in the heat

    And hiding on the backstreets, hiding on the backstreets
    With a love so hard and filled with defeat
    Running for our lives at night on them backstreets

    Slow dancing in the dark on the beach at Stockton's Wing
    Where desperate lovers park, we sat with the last of the Duke Street Kings
    Huddled in our cars, waiting for the bells that ring
    In the deep heart of the night, we cut loose from everything

    To go running on the backstreets
    Running on the backstreets
    Terry, we swore we'd live forever
    Takin' it on them backstreets together

    Endless juke joints and Valentino drag
    Where dancers scraped the tears up off the streets dressed down in rags
    Running into the darkness, some hurt bad, some really dying
    At night sometimes, it seemed you could hear the whole damn city crying

    Blame it on the lies that killed us
    Blame it on the truth that ran us down
    You can blame it all on me Terry
    It don't matter to me now

    When the breakdown hit at midnight
    There was nothin’ left to say
    But I hated him and I hated you when you went away
    Whoa, ah, whoa, oooh

    (Musical Interlude)

    Laying in the dark, you're like an angel on my chest
    Just another tramp of hearts crying tears of faithlessness
    Remember all the movies, Terry, we'd go see
    Trying to learn how to walk like the heroes, we thought we had to be
    And after all this time, to find, we're just like all the rest
    Stranded on the park and forced to confess

    To, hide on the backstreets
    Hiding on the backstreets
    Where, we swore forever friends
    On the backstreets, until the end

    Hiding on the backstreets
    Hiding on the backstreets
    Hiding on the backstreets
    Hiding on the backstreets

    Hiding on the backstreets
    Hiding on the backstreets
    Hiding on the backstreets
    Hiding on the backstreets

    Hiding on the backstreets
    Hiding on the backstreets
    Hiding on the backstreets
    Hiding on the backstreets

    Hiding on the backstreets
    Hiding on the backstreets
    Hiding on the backstreets
    Hiding on the backstreets

    Hiding on the backstreets
    Hiding on the backstreets

    It was alright
    We’ll go hiding on the backstreets, tonight

    Hiding on the backstreets
    Hiding on the backstreets
    Hiding on the backstreets
    Hiding on the backstreets

    Hiding on the backstreets
    Hiding on the backstreets
    Hiding on the backstreets
    Whoa, girl, ooo
    Whoa, ooo, oh, oooo
    Ah, whoa, oooo, oooo

  5. Born to RunVer letra 4:30


    letra de Born to Run

    In the day we sweat it out on the streets of a runaway American Dream
    At night we ride through mansions of glory in suicide machines
    Sprung from cages on Highway Nine
    Chrome wheeled, fuel injected and steppin’ out over the line

    Oh, baby, this town rips the bones from your back
    It’s a death trap, it's a suicide rap
    We gotta get out while we’re young
    Cause tramps like us, baby, we were born to run
    Yes, girl, we are

    Wendy, let me in I wanna be your friend
    I wanna guard your dreams and visions
    Just wrap your legs ‘round these velvet rims
    And strap your hands ‘cross my engines

    Together we could break this trap
    We’ll run till we drop, baby we’ll never go back
    Oh, will you walk with me out on the wire?
    Cause baby I'm just a scared and lonely rider
    But I gotta know how it feels
    I wanna know if love is wild, babe, I wanna know if love is real
    Oh, can ya show me
    Huh, sax

    (Sax Solo)

    Beyond the palace, hemi-powered drones scream down the boulevard
    Girls comb their hair in rearview mirrors
    And the boys try to look so hard
    The amusement park rises bold and stark
    Kids are huddled on the beach in the mist
    I wanna die with ya, Wendy, on the street tonight
    In an everlastin’ kiss, ha

    (Guitar Solo)

    One, two, three, four
    The highway’s jammed with broken heroes on a last chance power drive
    Well, everybody’s out on the run tonight, but there's no place left to hide
    Together Wendy we can live with the sadness
    I’ll love you with all the madness in my soul
    Oh, someday girl, I don't know when we’re gonna get to that place
    Where we really wanna go and we’ll walk in the sun
    But till then, tramps like us, baby, we were born to run
    Come on, Honey, tramps like us
    Baby, we were born to run
    Come on Wendy, tramps like us
    Baby, we were born to run
    Whoa, a-whoa, mmm, mmm, ahh, ahh, aah
    Whoa, oh, whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oo, ooo
    Mmm, mmm, whoa, ooo, ooo, whoa, oh, oh, oh, ooo, ooo

    Músicos invitados: Ernest Carter (Drums), Louis Lahav (Engineer), David Sancious (Keyboards), Danny Federici (Organ)
  6. She's The OneVer letra 4:30


    letra de She's The One

    With her killer graces and her secret places
    That no boy can fill with her hands on her hips
    Oh and that smile on her lips
    Because she knows that it kills me
    With her soft french cream
    Standing in that doorway like a dream
    I wish she'd just leave me alone
    Because french cream won't soften them boots
    And french kisses will not break that heart of stone
    With her long hair falling
    And her eyes that shine like a midnight sun
    Oh-o she's the one, she's the one

    That Thunder in your heart
    At night when you're kneeling in the dark
    It says you're never gonna leave her
    But there's this angel in her eyes
    That tells such desperate lies
    And all you want to do is believe her
    And tonight you'll try just one more time
    To leave it all behind and to break on through
    Oh she can take you, but if she wants to break you
    She's gonna find out that ain't so easy to do
    And no matter where you sleep tonight or how far you run
    Oh-o she's the one, she's the one

    Oh-o and just one kiss
    She'd fill them long summer nights
    With her tenderness that secret pact you made
    Back when her love could save you from the bitterness
    Oh she's the one, oh she's the one
    Oh she's the one, oh she's the one
    Oh she's the one, oh she's the one

    Músicos invitados: Roy Bittan (Harpsichord)
  7. Meeting Across The RiverVer letra 3:16


    letra de Meeting Across The River

    Hey Eddie, can you lend me a few bucks?
    And tonight can you get us a ride?
    Gotta make it through the tunnel
    Got a meetin’ with a man on the other side

    Hey Eddie, this guy, he's the real thing
    So if you wanna come along
    You gotta promise you won't say anything

    Cause this guy don't dance
    And the word's been passed
    This is our last chance

    We gotta stay cool tonight, Eddie
    Cause man, we got ourselves out on that line
    And if we blow this one
    They ain't gonna be lookin’ for just me this time

    And all we gotta do is hold up our end
    Here, stuff this in your pocket
    It'll look like you're carrying a friend

    Remember, just don't smile
    Change your shirt
    Cause tonight we got style

    Well, Cherry says she's gonna walk
    Cause she found I took the radio and hocked it
    But Eddie, man, she don't understand
    That two grand's practically sittin’ here in my pocket

    And tonight's gonna be everything that I said
    And when I walk through that door
    I'm just gonna throw that money on the bed

    She'll see this time I wasn't just talking
    Then I'm gonna go out walking

    Hey Eddie, can you catch us a ride?

    Músicos invitados: Richard Davis (2) (Bass), Randy Brecker (Trumpet)
  8. JunglelandVer letra 9:33


    letra de Jungleland

    The Rangers had a homecomin’ in Harlem late last night
    And the Magic Rat drove his sleek machine, over the Jersey state line
    Barefoot Girl sitting on the hood of a Dodge
    Drinking warm beer in the soft summer rain
    The Rat pulls into town rolls up his pants
    Together they take a stab at romance
    And disappear down Flamingo Lane

    Well, the maximum lawman run down Flamingo
    Chasing the Rat and the Barefoot Girl

    And the kids ‘round here, look just like shadows
    Always quiet, holding hands
    From the churches to the jails
    Tonight all is silence in the world, as we take our stand
    Down in Jungleland

    The midnight gangs assembled
    And picked a rendezvous for the night
    They'll meet 'neath that giant Exxon sign
    That brings this fair city light

    Man, there's an opera out on the turnpike
    There's a ballet being fought out in the alley
    Until the local cop, cherry top, rips this holy night

    The street’s alive as debts are paid
    Contacts made, they vanished unseen
    Kids flash guitars just like switch-blades
    Hustling for the record machine

    The hungry and the hunted
    Explode into rock ‘n roll bands
    That face off against each other out in the street
    Down in Jungleland

    (Guitar solo)

    In the parking lot the visionaries dress in the latest rage
    Inside the backstreet girls
    Are dancing to the records that the D. J. plays

    Lonely-hearted lovers struggle in dark corners
    Desperate as the night moves on
    Just a look and a whisper, and they're gone

    (Soulful Sax Solo)

    Beneath the city two hearts beat
    Soul engines runnin’ through a night so tender
    In a bedroom locked
    In whispers of soft, refusal, and then surrender

    In the tunnels uptown
    The Rat’s own dream guns him down
    As shots echo down them hallways in the night
    No one watches, when the ambulance pulls away
    Or, as the girl shuts out the bedroom light

    Outside, the street’s on fire in a real death waltz
    Between what’s flesh and what's fantasy
    And then poets down here, don't write nothin’ at all
    They just stand back and let it all be

    And in the quick of the night
    They reach for their moment
    And try to make an honest stand
    But they wind up wounded, not even dead
    Tonight in Jungleland

    Músicos invitados: Charlie Calello (Arranged By [Strings]), Charlie Calello (Conductor [Strings]), Clarence Clemons (Tenor Saxophone)

3 Comentarios de los usuarios

  1. : este cd es el que mas me guato de todos y eso que eschucho todo de el por que soy fanatica desde hace 25 años y mañana cumplo 40
  2. juan: considero este trabajo,como una declaracion de lo que seria la base de su carrera,letra concevida para declarar la sociedad de su momento,disco imprescindible
  3. silvinacastagero: es el cd mejor de springsteen

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