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