There's a place out on the edge of town, sir
Rising above the factories and the fields
Now ever since I 'as a child I can remember
That mansion on the hillIn the day you can see the children playing
On the road that leads to those gates of hardened steel
Steel gates that completely surround,
The mansion on the hillAt night my daddy'd take me and we'd ride
Through the streets of a town so silent and still
Park on a back road along the highway side
Look up at that mansion on the hillIn the summer all the lights would shine
There'd be music playing, people laughing all the time
Me and my sister we'd hide out in the tall corn fields
Sit and listen to the mansion on the hill
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BRUCE SPRINGSTEENPublished by
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