Joe Strummer, Johnny Appleseed, via No Depression.
Lord, there goes a Buick forty-nine
Black sheep of the angels riding, riding down the line
We think there is a soul, we don’t know
That soul is hard to find
Bruce Springsteen, Atlantic City.
Everything dies baby that’s a fact
But maybe everything that dies someday comes back
Gaslight Anthem, Break Your Heart.
And oh, my my, it would break your heart,
If you knew how I loved you, if I showed you my scars
If I played you my favorite song lying here, in the dark
Oh my my, it would break your heart