Bruce Springsteen Lyrics
"Look Towards The Land"

Well I dreamed I was a gypsy riding the land
With a tambourine and a gypsy queen and a rainbow caravan
Happy old land sailor, that's what I wanna be
Stealing diamonds from the rich men to throw in the sea

Singing look toward the land
'Cause the land holds the key
Keep an eye on the land
And an eye on the sea

Yes I dreamed I was the cabin boy on an American clipper line
Stealing cargo to colonies of South Caroline
Watering flowers for the captain that they may not wilt
On the best ol' clipper Donald McKay ever built

Singing look towards the land
'Cause the land is the key
Keep an eye on the land
And an eye on the sea

Whoa alright

Yes I dreamed I was the captain of the river queen
Caressing Mississippi waters down to New Orleans
Just a riverboat captain, that's what I wanna be
Won't you come -- come on now, I'd let you ride my mama for free

Singing look towards the river
'Cause the river's the key
Keep an eye on the river
And an eye on the sea

And you know it's all right

Where the river flows, I'll follow
Where the sun shines, I will go
Mama take my hand, I want to bring you to the land
Where the wild wind blows
And the mountains grow
And the people know
Yes they know
You must let the river flow
Let the river go

Where the river flows, I will follow
Where the sun shines, I must go
And mama take my hand, I want to bring you the land
Where the wild wind blows
And the people know
And the mountains grow
Yes they grow
And the river flows
Gotta let the river flow

Yes I dreamed I was a river flowing free
And I dreamed that everybody just flowed naturally
Yes I dreamed I was a crystal mountain stream
Running down the biggest mountain you ever seen

Singing look towards the river
For they are the key
Keep an eye on the river
And an eye on the sea

Dreamed I was your lover 'cause that's what I wanna be
I dreamed that every night you dreamed only of me
We walked together by the sea, a hand in hand
I'm telling you were my only woman and I'd be your only man

Singing look toward the lovers
For they are the key
Keep an eye on the lovers
And an eye on the war machine