Bruce Springsteen - The Line - Sözleri

I got my discharge from Fort Irwin 

Took a place on the San Diego county line 

Felt funny bein' a civilian again 

It'd been some time 

My wife had died a year ago 

I was still tryin' to find my way back whole 

Went to work for the INS on the line 

With the California border patrol 



Bobby Ramirez was a ten-year veteran 

We became friends 

His family was from Guanajuato 

So the job it was different for him 

He said "They risk death in the deserts and mountains 

Pay all they got to the smugglers rings 

We send 'em home and they come right back again 

Carl hunger is a powerful thing." 



Well I was good at doin' what I was told 

Kept my uniform pressed and clean 

At night I chased their shadows 

Through the arroyos and ravines 

Drug runners farmers with their families 

Young women with little children by their sides 

Come night we'd wait out in the canyons 

And try to keep 'em from crossin' the line 



Well the first time that I saw her 

She was in the holdin' pen 

Our eyes met and she looked away 

Then she looked back again 

Her hair was black as coal 

Her eyes reminded me of what I'd lost 

She had a young child cryin' in her arms 

I asked "Señora is there anything I can do ?" 



There's a bar in Tijuana 

Where me and Bobby drink alongside 

The same people we'd sent back the day before 

She said her name was Louisa 

She was from Sonora and had just come north 

We danced and I held her in my arms 

And I knew what I would do 

She said she had some family in Madera county 

If she her child and younger brother could just get through 



At night they come across the levee 

In the searchlight's dusty glow 

We'd rush 'em in our Broncos 

Force 'em back down into the river below 

She climbed into my truck 

She leaned toward me and we kissed 

As we drove her brother's shirt slipped open 

And I saw the tape across his chest 



We were just about on the highway 

When Bobby's jeep come up in the dust on my right 

I pulled over and let my engine run 

And stepped out into his lights 

I felt myself movin' 

My gun restin' 'neath my hand 

We stood there starin' at each other 

As off through the arroyo she ran 



Bobby Ramirez he never said nothin' 

Six months later I left the line 

I drifted to the central valley 

And took what work that I could find 

At night I searched the local bars 

And the migrant towns 

Lookin' for my Louisa 

With the black hair fallin' down










		
			



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