(Bruce Springsteen)



I got a dollar in my pocket

There ain't a cloud up above

I got a picture in a locket

That says baby I love you

Well if you didn't look then boys

Then fellas don't go lookin' now

Well here she comes a-walkin'

All that heaven will allow



Say hey there mister bouncer

Now all I wanna do is dance

But I swear I left my wallet

Back home in my workin' pants

C'mon Slim slip me in man

I'll make it up to you somehow

I can't be late I got a date

With all that heaven will allow



Rain and storm and dark skies

Well now they don't mean a thing

If you got a girl that loves you

And who wants to wear your ring

So c'mon mister trouble

We'll make it through you somehow

We'll fill this house with all the love

All that heaven will allow



Rain and storm and dark skies

Well now they don't mean a thing

If you got a girl that loves you

And who wants to wear your ring

So c'mon mister trouble

We'll make it through you somehow

We'll fill this house with all the love

All that heaven will allow



Now some may wanna die young man

Young and gloriously

Get it straight now mister

Hey buddy that ain't me

'Cause I got something on my mind

That sets me straight and walkin' proud

And I want all the time

All that heaven will allow

And I want all the time

All that heaven will allow