Thunder Road Bruce Springsteen
[C]Screen door slams, M[F]ary's d[C]ress waves
Like a vision dancing a[G]cross the porch as the [F]radio plays
Roy Orbison singing for the l[C-G]onely, hey that's [C]me and I want you [F]only
Don't turn me home again, I jus[C]t can't face myself al[G]one again
Don't [C]run back inside, darlin, [F]you know just what I'm [C]here for
So you're scared and you're thinking that [G]maybe we ain't that
[F]young any more
show a little faith, there's magic in the [C-G]night
You ain't a [C]beauty but hey, you're al[F]right
Oh and [C]that's alright with [G]me
You can [C]hide 'neath your covers and [Am]study your pain
Make [C]crosses of your lovers throw [F]roses in the rain
[C]Waste your summers [G]praying in vain
For a [F]savior to rise from these [G]streets
Well now [C]I'm no hero that's [Am]understood
All the re[C]demption I can offer girl is [F]beneath this dirty hood
[C]With a chance to make [G]real somehow hey [F]what else can we do [G]now except
[C]Roll down the windows and [F]let the wind blow [C]back your hair
Well the night's busting open these [G]two lanes will take us [F]anywhere
We got one last chance to make it [C-G]real
To [C]trade in these wings on some [F]wheels
Climb in back [C]Heavens waiting down [G]on the track
[C]Ohh come t[Am]ake my hand We're[C] ridin out tonight to c[F]ase the Promised Land
[C]Oh Thu[G]nder Road, Oh[F] Thunder road, Oh[G] Thunder Road
[C]Lyin' out there like a kil[Am]ler in the sun
[C]Hey I know it's late, we can [F]make it if we run
[C]Oh Th[G]under Road, sit [F]tight, take [G]hold, Thunder[C] Road
So I [F]got this guitar and I lear[G]ned how to make it ta[C]lk [C] [C] [F] [F] [C] [F] [C]
And my [Am]car's out back if you're ready to take that l[F]ong w[G]alk
From your fr[F]ont porch to my front s[G]eat
Door's [C]open but the ride ain't [F]free
Well [F]I know you've been lookin for words that I ain't spoken
Well [G]tonight we'll be free--all the promises will be broken
There were [C]ghosts in the eyes of [F]all the boys you [C]sent away
They haunt this dusty beach road in the [G]skeleton frames of
[F]burned-out Chevrolets
They scream your name at night in the [C-G]street
Your graduation [C]gown lies in rags at their [F]feet
And in the [Em]lonely cool before dawn you hear their [F]engines roaring on
Til you [Dm]get to the porch, [G]they're gone on the [F]wind so Mary climb [Dm]in
It's a [F]town full of losers and we're [G]pulling out of here to [C]win
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