Blue Jeans & White T‐Shirts Songtext
von The Gaslight Anthem
Blue Jeans & White T‐Shirts Songtext
We are the boys from Little Eden
We are the hardest Saturday nights
Drank from the fountains of the fireworks
Sweat and bone for a better life
We like our choruses sung together
We like our arms in our brothers′ arms
Call every girl we ever met Maria
But I only love Virginia's heart
And we sing with our heroes thirty-three rounds per minute
We′re never going home until the sun says we're finished
And I'll love you forever if I ever love at all
Wild hearts, blue jeans, & white t-shirts
With wild hearts, blue jeans, & white t-shirts
Some things, babe, they never told you
Some things papa doesn′t like
Spend a lifetime just to get over
You always said my mama tried
Still we sing with our heroes thirty-three rounds per minute
We′re never going home until the sun says we're finished
And I′ll love you forever if I ever love at all
Wild hearts, blue jeans, & white t-shirts
With wild hearts, blue jeans, & white t-shirts
So tonight I'll call you from a fourth-street payphone
But I′ll sleep on the beach if I ain't got a ride
Someday I′ll buy you that house on Cookman
We could sleep on the beach all night
Sleep on the beach if we ain't got a ride
Sleep on the beach all night
Sleep on the beach all night
Sleep on the beach if we ain't got a ride
We are the hardest Saturday nights
Drank from the fountains of the fireworks
Sweat and bone for a better life
We like our choruses sung together
We like our arms in our brothers′ arms
Call every girl we ever met Maria
But I only love Virginia's heart
And we sing with our heroes thirty-three rounds per minute
We′re never going home until the sun says we're finished
And I'll love you forever if I ever love at all
Wild hearts, blue jeans, & white t-shirts
With wild hearts, blue jeans, & white t-shirts
Some things, babe, they never told you
Some things papa doesn′t like
Spend a lifetime just to get over
You always said my mama tried
Still we sing with our heroes thirty-three rounds per minute
We′re never going home until the sun says we're finished
And I′ll love you forever if I ever love at all
Wild hearts, blue jeans, & white t-shirts
With wild hearts, blue jeans, & white t-shirts
So tonight I'll call you from a fourth-street payphone
But I′ll sleep on the beach if I ain't got a ride
Someday I′ll buy you that house on Cookman
We could sleep on the beach all night
Sleep on the beach if we ain't got a ride
Sleep on the beach all night
Sleep on the beach all night
Sleep on the beach if we ain't got a ride
Writer(s): Brian Fallon Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com