Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song County Fair, artist - Bruce Springsteen. Date of issue: 19.10.2003
Song language: English
County Fair |
| Every year when summer comes around |
| They stretch a banner 'cross the main street in town |
| You can feel somethin’s happenin' in the air |
| Well, from Carol’s house up on Telegraph Hill |
| You can see the lights going up out in Soldiers Field |
| Getting ready, for the county fair |
| County fair, county fair |
| Everybody in town’ll be there |
| So come on, hey we’re goin' down there |
| (hey) Little girl with the long blond hair |
| Come win your daddy one of them stuffed bears |
| Baby, down at the country fair |
| Now you’ll be hangin' tight when we hit the top |
| And that rollercoaster’s ready to drop |
| And your braggin', how you wasn’t even scared |
| Well baby you know I just love the sound |
| Of that pipe organ on the merry-go-round |
| Baby, down at the county fair |
| County fair, county fair |
| Everybody in town’ll be there |
| So come on, hey we’re goin' down there |
| (hey) Little girl with the long blond hair |
| Come win your daddy one of them stuffed bears |
| Baby, down at the country fair |
| At the north end of the field they set up a stand |
| And they got a little rock and roll band |
| People dancin' out in the open air |
| It’s James Young and the Immortal Ones |
| Two guitars, (baby) bass and drums |
| Just rockin', down at the county fair |
| (well) County fair, county fair |
| Everybody in town’ll be there |
| So come on, we’re goin' down there |
| Little girl with the long blond hair |
| Come win your daddy one of them stuffed bears |
| Baby, down at the county fair |
| Now it’s getting late before we head back to town |
| We let that fortune wheel spin around |
| Come on mister tell me what’s waiting out there |
| On my way out I steal a kiss in the dark |
| Hope I can remember where our car’s parked |
| Baby, out at the county fair |
| Now off down the highway there’s the last stream of cars |
| We sit a while in my front yard |
| With the radio playin' soft and low |
| I pull Carol close to my heart |
| And I lean back and stare up at the stars |
| Oh I wish, I’d never have to let this moment go |