Bruce Springsteen

Saigon, it was all gone
The same Coke machines
As the streets I grew on
Down in a mesquite canyon
We come walking along the ridge
Me and the brothers under the bridge
Campsites an hours walk from the nearest road to town
Up here theres too much brush and canyon
For the CHP choppers to touch down
Aint lookin for nothin, just wanna live
Me and the brothers under the bridge
Come the Santa Anas, man, that dry brushll light
Billy Devon got burned up in his own campfire one winter night
We buried his body in the white stone high up along the ridge
Me and the brothers under the bridge
Had enough of town and the street life
Over nothing you end up on the wrong end of someones knife
Now I dont want no trouble
And I aint got none to give
Me and the brothers under the bridge
I come home in 72
You were just a beautiul light
In your mamas dark eyes of blue
I stood down on the tarmac, I was just a kid
Me and the brothers under the bridge
Come Veterans Day I sat in the stands in my dress blues
I held your mothers hand
When they passed with the red, white and blue
One minute youre right there ... and something slips...
[ Brothers Under the Bridge Lyrics ]