The Hitter

Bruce Springsteen

Ce chant est à 4 accords magiques! Il est montré ici dans la transposition originale: en le jouant avec des capo ou en le transposant, vous pouvez le ramener à Am, F, C, G.

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3/4 | / / | / / | / /| / / | Come to the door Ma and unlock the chain I was just passin’ through and got caught in the rain There’s nothin’ I want nothin’ that you need say Just let me lie down for a while and I’ll be on my way I was no more than a kid when you put me on the Southern Queen With the police on my back I fled to New Orleans I fought in the dockyards and with the money I made I knew the fight was my home and blood was my trade Baton Rouge Poncitoula and Lafayette town Well they paid me their money Ma I knocked the men down I did what I did well it come easily Restraint and mercy Ma were always strangers to me HARP SOLO | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | I fought champion Jack Thompson in a field full of mud Rain poured through the tent to the canvas and mixed with our blood In the twelfth I slipped my tongue over my broken jaw I stood over him and pounded his bloody body into the floor Well the bell rang and rang and still I kept on ’Till I felt my glove leather slip ’tween his skin and bone Then the women and the money came fast and the days I lost track The women red the money green but the numbers were black I fought for the men in their silk suits to lay down their bets I took my good share Ma I have no regrets Then I took the fix at the state armory with big John McDowell From high in the rafters I watched myself fall As he raised his arm my stomach twisted and the sky it went black I stuffed my bag with their good money and I never looked back Understand in the end Ma every man plays the game If you know me one different then speak out his name Ma if my voice now you don’t recognize Then just open the door and look into your dark eyes I ask of you nothin’ not a kiss not a smile Just open the door and let me lie down for a while Now the gray rain’s fallin’ and my ring fightin’s done So in the work fields and alleys I take all who’ll come If you’re a better man than me then just step to the line Show me your money and speak out your crime Now there’s nothin’ I want Ma nothin’ that you need say Just let me lie down for a while and I’ll be on my way Tonight in the shipyard a man draws a circle in the dirt I move to the center and I take off my shirt I study him for the cuts the scars the pain Man nor time can erase I move hard to the left and I strike to the face

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La chanson raconte l'histoire d'un homme marqué par la violence du monde de la boxe et ses expériences difficiles. Il évoque son passé, de son enfance à l'évasion vers la Nouvelle-Orléans, où il s'est battu pour gagner sa vie. Au fil des combats, il décrit ses luttes pour la survie, où le sang et la douleur font partie intégrante de son quotidien. L'homme se rend compte que la violence est devenue une seconde nature pour lui, et il cherche simplement un moment de répit auprès de sa mère, sans rien demander d'autre qu'un peu de repos. Le contexte de la chanson se situe dans l'Amérique des classes ouvrières, où les gens se tournent vers des moyens brutaux pour surmonter leurs difficultés. L'atmosphère de la lutte et de la résilience est omniprésente, illustrant un cycle sans fin de combats, à la fois physiques et émotionnels. Cette vie de boxeur, avec ses gains rapides et ses pertes inexorables, laisse l'homme face à lui-même, se questionnant sur le sens de ses choix et sur ce qu'il reste de lui.

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