State Trooper
Album(s): Unreleased,Sung by: Patterson Hood
Written by: Bruce Springsteen
New Jersey Turnpike, ridin' on a wet night 'neath the refinery's glow,
out where the great black rivers flow.
License, registration, I ain't got none.
But I got a clear conscience 'bout the things that I done.
Mister state trooper, please don't stop me.
Please don't stop me, please don't stop me.
Maybe you got a kid, maybe you got a pretty wife.
The only thing that I got's been botherin' me my whole life.
Mister state trooper, please don't stop me.
Please don't stop me, please don't stop me.
In the wee, wee hours your mind get hazy.
Radio relay towers lead me to my baby.
The radio is jammed up with talk show stations.
Just talk, talk, talk, talk, till you lose your patience.
Mister state trooper, please don't stop me.
Hey, somebody out there, listen to my last prayer.
Hi-ho silver-o, deliver me from nowhere.