Thunder Road  Bruce Springsteen       The screen-door slams, Mary's dress sways Like a vision she dances across the porch as the radio plays Roy Orbison singin' for the lonely Hey that's me and I want you only Don't turn me home again I just can't face myself alone again Don't run back inside, Darlin' you know just what I'm here for So you're scared and you're thinkin' that maybe we aint that young anymore Show a little faith, there's magic in the night You aint a beauty, but hey, you're all right Oh, and thats all right with me You can hide 'neath your covers and study your pain Draw crosses from your lovers, throw roses in the rain Waste your summer prayin' in vain for a savior to rise from these streets Well, I'm no hero that's understood All the redemption I can offer, Girl, is beneath this dirty hood With a chance to made it good somehow Baby, what else can we do now, except Roll down the window and let the wind blow back your hair Well, the night's bustin' open, these two lanes will take us anywhere We got one last chance to make it real To trade in these wings on some wheels Climb in back, heaven's waiting down on the tracks Oh, come take my hand We're riding out tonight to case the promised land Oh, Thunder Road Oh, Thunder Road Oh, Thunder Road She's lying out there like a killer in the sun Yeah, I know its late, we can make it if we run Oh, Thunder Road Sit tight, take hold, Thunder Road Well, I got this guitar and I learned how to make it talk And my car's out back if you're ready to take that long walk From your front porch to my front seat The doors open but the ride it ain't free Yeah, I know you're lonely for works that I aint spoken Tonight we'll be free, all the promises will be broken There were ghosts in the eyes of all the boys you sent away They haunt this dusty beach road in the skeleton frames Of burned out chevrolets They scream your name at night in the street Your graduation gown lies in rags at their feet And in the lonely cool before dawn You hear their engines roarin' on But when you get to the porch they're gone On the wind So Mary climb in Its a town full of loosers We're pulling outta here to win
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