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 Where the cold wind blows Tomorrow never knows Where your sweet smile goes Tomorrow never knows You and me, we been standing here my dear Waiting for our time to come Where the green grass grows Tomorrow never knows In the field your long hair flowed Down by the Tildenberry tracks There 'neath the water tower I carried you on my back Over the rusted spikes of that highway of steel Where no more thunder sounds Where the time goes Tomorrow never knows He who waits for the day's riches will be lost In the whispering tide Where the river flows Tomorrow never knows
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Copyright © 2009 Bruce Springsteen (ASCAP)
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