“We Take Care of Our Own” * Bruce Springsteen

One of our  great contemporary American Poets, Bruce Springsteen.

You read that right.

Bruce Springsteen has spent his life crafting our countries jangled stories and putting them to music.

He is a wordsmith, an observer, an activist,  historian

and, yes,

a Poet.

He plays a mean Axe too.

Our Troubadour.

It is hard to choose one Springsteen tune.

You would need a hundred posts to chronicle his march through history.

“We Take Care of Our Own,”  he sings.

Makes you wonder doesn’t it?

Do we?

THAT is the Power of Poetry.

Makes you think,

Moves you to action.

Power of the Word.

Are we taking care of our own?

Are we?

Peace,  Jen

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RIP

The Big Man

Tenor Sax * The E Street B

Clarence Anicholas Clemons, Jr.

 (January 11, 1942 – June 18, 2011)

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The following is an interview with Springsteen about writing

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Bruce Springsteen

We Take Care Of Our Own Lyrics

I’ve been knockin’ on the door that holds the throne
I’ve been lookin’ for the map that leads me home
I’ve been stumblin’ on good hearts turned to stone
The road of good intentions has gone dry as bone
We take care of our own
We take care of our own
Wherever this flag’s flown
We take care of our own

From Chicago to New Orleans
From the muscle to the bone
From the shotgun shack to the Superdome
We yelled “help” but the cavalry stayed home
There ain’t no-one hearing the bugle blown
We take care of our own
We take care of our own
Wherever this flag’s flown
We take care of our own

Where the eyes, the eyes with the will to see
Where the hearts, that run over with mercy
Where’s the love that has not forsaken me
Where’s the work that set my hands, my soul free
Where’s the spirit that’ll reign, reign over me
Where’s the promise, from sea to shining sea
Where’s the promise, from sea to shining sea
Wherever this flag is flown
Wherever this flag is flown
Wherever this flag is flown

We take care of our own
We take care of our own

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~ by Step On a Crack on April 6, 2012.

7 Responses to ““We Take Care of Our Own” * Bruce Springsteen”

  1. “Born to Run” is definitely one of the most poetic rock songs i know! Hel, the whole Asbury Park NJ album is pure poetry! What a great post, babe!

    i guess this means *you’re* the Boss!

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    • Al! We all know that the only Boss in town is Bruce.

      Man I love to READ his lyrics All of them. What strikes me most is how he is able to continue to relate the plight of ‘the common man’. Damn. He is a rock and roll God and he is STILL able to relate. On this latest album it is so clear that he knows what is happening to regular people out of work and barely getting by. I really hear that in a song titled “Jack of all Trades” there is ONE line in that fucker that ties it all together. One line.

      He is a master. Bruce is the Boss.

      Thanks for being here Al!

      Hug the Mrs. for me…

      Peace, Jen

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  2. I love Bruce. he truly is an inspiration for me. by the way, I finally posted your “tell me about yourself award” today. thanks again, jen. Much appreciated. You can learn about my boring life on today’s post.

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  3. I LOVE Bruce Springsteen!

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  4. Music is definitely my poetry, Jen. Yes it is 😀

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  5. My rockin’ pal Jen … Love the BOSS! Did you know we have the same birthday. Thanks for sharing this Jen. WE DO TAKE CARE OF OUR OWN. Group Of DDDDDDDDDDDDDD. XO mel

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