Thunder Road Bruce Springsteen
Bruce Springsteen's Acoustic rendition of thunder road.
[G] The screen door slams, [C] Christie's d[G]ress waves
Like a [F]vision she dances a[C]cross the porch as the [G]radio plays
Roy O[C]rbison singing for the [G]lonely,
hey that's m[F]e babe and I want you o[C]nly
Don't turn me [G]home again, I [C]just can't face myself a[G]lone again tonight
Don't run back inside, baby, [C]you know just what I'm h[G]ere for
So you're s[F]cared and you're thinking that
Maybe we ain't that y[C]oung any more[G]
Woman, there's [C]magic in the n[G]ight
You ain't a [F]beauty but hey you're all [C]right
Oh and that's alr[D]ight with me
You can [G]hide beneath your covers [C/G]and [D]study your pain,
Make [G]crosses from your lovers, throw [C]roses in the rain
[G] Waste your summer [D]praying in vain for a [C]savior to rise from these [D]streets
Well I ai[G]nt no hero [C/G]that's u[D]nderstood
All the r[G]edemption I can offer babe is b[C]eneath this old hood
[G] With one last chance to make it [D]good somehow
hey [C]what else can you do n[D]ow except
[G]Roll down the window and[C] let the wind blow [G]back your hair
Well the night's busting open and these[D] two lanes can take us [C]anywhere
We got one last chance to make it [D]real
to t[G]rade in these wings for s[C]ome wheels
[G] Climb in back, it's waiting down on [D]the tracks
Well I [G]tried hard Christie [C/G]to u[D]nderstand
I'm r[G]idin' out tonight to case t[C]he promised land
[G]Babe, if you're born with no[D]thin' in your hands
[C]Hey It's your only c[D]hance
Well It's [G]lyin' out there [C/G]like a k[D]iller in the sun
Ye[G]ah I know it's late, but we can [C]make it if we run
[G] Oh I wish[D] you could come, so[C] leave what you've lost
Leave what's [D]grown old, on th[G]under road
Well I [Em]got this guitar and I learned h[C]ow to make it talk
And my [G]car's out back if you're ready to take [D]that long walk
From y[C]our front porch to my fr[D]ont seat
Hey door's [G]open but the ride ain't [C]free[D]
Well there were g[G]hosts in the eyes of the [C]boys you sent[G] away
They haunt this dirty beach road in the s[D]keleton remains of
burned-out [C]Chevrolets
They scream to you at night from the s[G]treet
Your graduation [F]gown lies in rags at their f[C]eet
And in the [G]lonely [G/C]cool before [D]dawn
From your room you [G]hear [G/C]their engines roa[D]r on
But when you [G]get to the porch, they're[C] gone lost in the [D]wind
so Christie climb [A/E]in
It's a [C]town full of losers I'm [D]pulling out of here to w[G]in
It definitely has errors, but it isn't terrible.
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