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Live 28 Dec 1978 version
Hey
Whoah
Mmmm
Whoah, da da da
Huh
Whoah
Whoah
Come back, baby, come back
My arms at night, they cry for you
Come back, baby, come back
My heart, she dies for you
When the day you come on back
I'm coming home, right home
We'll be running on high, little girl
We'll be running on high, little girl
Right down to the alley
Right down to the highways
Right down to the backstreets
One soft infested summer me and Terry became friends
Trying in vain to breathe the fire we was born in
Catching rides to the outskirts, tying faith between our teeth
Sleeping in that old abandoned beach house, getting wasted in the heat
And hiding on the backstreets, hiding on the backstreets
With a love so hard and filled with defeat, hey!
Running for our lives at night on them backstreets
Slow dancing in the dark on the beach at Stockton's Wing
Where desperate lovers park we sat with the last of the Duke Street Kings
Huddled in our cars waiting for the bells that ring
In the deep heart of the night that set us loose from everything
To go running on the backstreets, running on the backstreets
We swore we'd live forever
On the backstreets we'd take it together
Endless juke joints and Valentino drag
Where dancers scrape the tears up off the street dressed down in rags
Running into the darkness, some hurt bad some really dying
At night sometimes it seemed you could hear that whole damn city crying
Blame it on the lies that killed us, on the truth that ran us down
Blame it all on me Terry, it don't matter to me now
When the breakdown hit at midnight there was nothing left to say
But I hated him and I hated you when you went away
Whoah
Now laying here in the dark, you're like an angel on my chest
Just another tramp of hearts crying tears of faithlessness
Remember all the movies, Terry, we'd go see
Trying to learn how to walk like the heroes we thought we had to be
But after all this time to find we're just like all the rest
Stranded in the park and forced to confess
To hiding on the backstreets, hiding on the backstreets
We swore forever friends
On the backstreets until the end
'Til the end
Well, baby, I cried for you
Little girl, I cried for you
Little girl, I cried for you
Little girl, I cried for you
And I remember, I remember for you I swore that I'd drive all night
Back then I swore I'd drive all night
Anytime anyplace
For you I swore I'd drive all night
Anytime, anyplace
I'd drive all night just to buy you some shoes
Just to check you out
Just to
Just to bring you a Christmas present
Through the wind
Through the snow
Through the snow
Through the rain
I swore
That I'd drive all night
And I remember you promised
You promised that you'd never leave without me
You promised that you'd never leave
You promised that you'd never leave
But like everything else from back then
Like everything else in those days
You promised
And baby, you lied
Baby, you lied
Baby, you lied
Didn't you
You were so young and you could tell such pretty lies
You were so young and you could tell such pretty lies
I just kept wishing, I just wished that you'd come back
I just wished that you'd come back
I just wished that you'd come back
I just wished that you'd come back
Uh, oh, oh, no
Whoah, no
Whoah
[recording cut]
... hiding on the backstreets
Hiding on the backstreets, hiding on the backstreets
Hiding on the backstreets, hiding on the backstreets
Hiding on the backstreets, hiding on the backstreets
Hiding on the backstreets, hiding on the backstreets
Hiding on the backstreets, hiding on the backstreets
Hiding on the backstreets, hiding on the backstreets
Hiding on the backstreets, hiding on the backstreets
It's alright
We'll go hiding on the backstreets tonight
On the backstreets, on the backstreets
On the backstreets, on the backstreets
On the backstreets, on the backstreets
Whoah!
Whoah
Whoah, whoah, oh, oh, oh, oh
The above lyrics are for the live 20 Dec 1978 performance of BACKSTREETS at Stanley Theatre in Pittsburgh, PA, during the Darkness On The Edge Of Town Tour.
Thanks Jake (ol'catfishinthelake at BTX and Greasy Lake) for the lyrics help.
List of available versions of BACKSTREETS on this website:
BACKSTREETS [Album version]