Текст песни Bruce Springsteen - All That Heaven Will Allow

I got a dollar in my pocket 
There ain’t a cloud up above 
I got a picture in a locket 
That says: "Baby, I love you"

Well if you didn’t look then, boys 
Then fellas don’t go lookin’ now 
Well, here she comes a-walkin’ 
All that heaven will allow 

Say, hey there, Mister Bouncer 
Now all I wanna do is dance 
But I swear I left my wallet 
Back home in my workin’ pants 

C’mon, slim slip me in, man 
I’ll make it up to you somehow 
I can’t be late, I got a date 
With all that heaven will allow 

Rain and storm and dark skies 
Well, now they don’t mean a thing 
If you got a girl that loves you 
And who wants to wear your ring

So c’mon, Mister Trouble, 
We’ll make it through you somehow 
We’ll fill this house with all the love 
All that heaven will allow 

Now some may wanna die young, man 
Young and gloriously 
Get it straight now, Mister 
Hey, buddy, that ain’t me 

’Cause I got something on my mind, yeah 
That sets me straight and walkin’ proud 
And I want all the time 
All that heaven will allow

Yeah, I want all the time 
All that heaven will allow