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Thunder Road
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by Bruce Springsteen
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The door slams
Mary's dress
Like a vision she dances the porch
As the radio plays
Roy orbison singing 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
Don't run back inside
Darling you know just what i'm here for
So you're scared and you're thinking
That maybe we ain't young anymore
a little faith, there's magic in the night
You ain't a beauty, but hey you're alright
Oh and that's alright with me
You can hide `neath your covers
And study your pain
Make crosses from your lovers
Throw roses in the rain
Waste your summer praying in vain
For a savior to rise these streets
Well now i'm no hero
That's understood
All the redemption i can offer, girl
Is beneath hood
With a chance to make it good somehow
Hey what else can we do now?
Except roll down the window
And let the wind blow
Back your hair
Well the night's busting open
These two lanes will take us anywhere
We got one last chance to it real
To in these wings on some
Climb in back
Heaven's waiting on down the tracks
Oh-oh come take my hand
out tonight to case the promised land
Oh-oh thunder road, oh road oh thunder road
Lying out there like a killer in the sun
Hey i know it's late we can make it if we run
Oh road, sit tight take hold
road
Well i got guitar
And i learned how to make it
And my car's out back
If you're ready to take that long walk
From your front porch to my front seat
The door's open but the ride it ain't free
And i know you're lonely
For words that i ain't spoken
But tonight we'll be
All the promises'll be
There ghosts in the eyes
Of all the boys you sent away
They haunt this dusty beach road
In the frames of burned out chevrolets
scream your at in the street
Your graduation gown lies in rags at their feet
And in the lonely cool before dawn
You hear their engines roaring on
But when you get to the porch they're gone
On the wind, so mary climb in
It's a town full of
And i'm pulling out of here to win.
Mary's dress
Like a vision she dances the porch
As the radio plays
Roy orbison singing 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
Don't run back inside
Darling you know just what i'm here for
So you're scared and you're thinking
That maybe we ain't young anymore
a little faith, there's magic in the night
You ain't a beauty, but hey you're alright
Oh and that's alright with me
You can hide `neath your covers
And study your pain
Make crosses from your lovers
Throw roses in the rain
Waste your summer praying in vain
For a savior to rise these streets
Well now i'm no hero
That's understood
All the redemption i can offer, girl
Is beneath hood
With a chance to make it good somehow
Hey what else can we do now?
Except roll down the window
And let the wind blow
Back your hair
Well the night's busting open
These two lanes will take us anywhere
We got one last chance to it real
To in these wings on some
Climb in back
Heaven's waiting on down the tracks
Oh-oh come take my hand
out tonight to case the promised land
Oh-oh thunder road, oh road oh thunder road
Lying out there like a killer in the sun
Hey i know it's late we can make it if we run
Oh road, sit tight take hold
road
Well i got guitar
And i learned how to make it
And my car's out back
If you're ready to take that long walk
From your front porch to my front seat
The door's open but the ride it ain't free
And i know you're lonely
For words that i ain't spoken
But tonight we'll be
All the promises'll be
There ghosts in the eyes
Of all the boys you sent away
They haunt this dusty beach road
In the frames of burned out chevrolets
scream your at in the street
Your graduation gown lies in rags at their feet
And in the lonely cool before dawn
You hear their engines roaring on
But when you get to the porch they're gone
On the wind, so mary climb in
It's a town full of
And i'm pulling out of here to win.
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