Soul Driver

Текст песни Bruce Springsteen - Soul Driver <br/> Rode through forty nights of the gospels&#039; rain<br />Black sky pourin&#039; snakes, frogs<br />And love in vain<br />You were down where the river grows wider<br />Baby, let me be your soul driver<br /><br />Well if something in the air feels a little unkind<br />( )<br />Don&#039;t worry darlin&#039;<br />It&#039;ll slip your mind<br />I&#039;ll be your gypsy joker your shotgun rider<br />Baby let me be your soul driver<br /><br />Now no one knows which way love&#039;s wheel turns<br />Will we hit it rich<br />Or crash and burn<br />Does fortune wait or just the black hand of fate<br />This love potion&#039;s all we&#039;ve got<br />One toast before it&#039;s too late<br /><br />If the angels are unkind or the season is dark<br />Or if in the end<br />Love just falls apart<br />Well then here&#039;s to our destruction