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Delivery Man - Bruce Springsteen



G

I’m rumblin’ outta town 

           G

‘Cross the West side tracks 

           G

Drivin’ my pa’s flat bed 

              G

With a load-a chickens in the back 

      C

I’m a little illegal 

      C

But I ain’t on fire 

           D

I got them hens tied down

              D

With rope and chicken wire 



          G

Up in the cab me and Wilson 

   G

We gotta shout 

            G

Between the noise from the engine 

         G

And them chickens squawking all about

          C

There’s a low bridge

       C

comin’ up on 105 

       D

And if we don’t make it man 

     D

Them feathers gonna fly, yeah



 BREAK: G G G G C C D D



  Now Wilson ain’t bad lookin’, ‘cept he’s kinda shy 

  Told him I got him a girl in rails tonight 

  Well, she goes by the name of Beverly Jean 

  She got eyes like a jack rabbit 

  Starin’ dead in your high 



  On her bureau 

  The World Trade Centers glow 

  When she turns ‘em upside down 

  Well, they’re covered in snow 

  All Wilson says is, "I don’t know, 

  Wayne, I don’t know". 



         G

I took a hard turn,

                  G

just South of the Kokomo 

              G

Our rope gave out, my load shifted 

       G

We was all over the road 

     C

Pens bustin’ on the blacktop 

          C

Chickens scatterin’ all about 

        G

Runnin’ hellbent ‘cross the highway

        G

Gettin’ turned inside out 

       D

By the local commuters,

         D

at sixty miles per hour

        G

In five minutes it was all over,

G

except for the flowers 





That flatbed was sideways,

in a drainage ditch 

There weren’t no way she was movin’,

without a crane and a hitch

When the highway patrol came in,

and set up a road block 

We was chasin’ some survivors

‘cross the parkin’ lot 

Well I stood up

and checked our situation at hand

Lord don’t let me

spend my life as a delivery man



NOTE:The two groups of verses after te break are not in the Lost Masters take of the song.