"Ramrod" lyrics
"Ramrod"
Hey, little dolly with the blue jeans on
I want to ramrod with you honey, till half-past dawn
Let your hair down mama and pick up this beat
Come on and meet me tonight down on Bluebird Street
I've been working all week, I'm up to my neck in hock
Come Saturday night I let my ramrod rock
She's a hot stepping hemi with a four on the floor
She's a roadrunner engine in a '32 Ford
Late at night when I'm dead on the line
I swear I think of your pretty face when I let her unwind
Well look over yonder see them city lights
Come on little dolly 'n' go ramrodding tonight
Come on, come on, come on little baby
Come on, come on let's shake it tonight
Come on, come on, come on little sugar
Dance with your daddy and we'll go ramrodding tonight
Hey, little dolly won't you say you will
Meet me tonight up on top of the hill
Well just a few miles cross the county line
There's a cute little chapel nestled down in the pines
Say you'll be mine little girl I'll put my foot to the floor
Give me the word now sugar, we'll go ramrodding forever more
Writer(s): Bruce Springsteen
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album:
"The River" (1980)
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