Soul Driver

Soul Album Version)—Bruce Springsteen

I rode through forty nights of the gospels rain

Neath black sky pouring snakes frogs and a love in vain

You were down where the river runs wide

Baby let me be your soul driver

Well if something in the air feels a little unkind

Don't worry darling oh itll slip your mind

Ill be your gypsy joker your shotgun rider

Baby let me be your soul driver

Well now no one knows which way loves wheel turns

We may get rich or crash and burn

This fortune weight or just the black hand of fate

This love rushes over us and its ghostly voice

If the angels are unkind or if the seasons are dark

Or if in the air love just falls apart

Well then heres to our destruction

Baby let me be your soul driver

Yea heres to our destruction

Baby let me be your soul driver