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 F  The screen door slams  A#   F  Mary's dress waves  C  Like a vision she dances across the porch  A#  As the radio plays.  C  Roy Orbison's singing for the lonely  F   F#  Hey, that's me and I want you only. Don't turn me home again  F   C  I just can't face myself alone again. Don't run back inside, darling You know just what I'm here for. So, you're scared and you're thiking That maybe we ain't that young anymore. Show a little faith, ther's magic in the night. You ain't a beauty, but, hey, you're alright. Oh, and tht's alright with me. You can hide 'neath your covers And stu yur pain Make crosses from your lovers Throw roses in the rain Waste your Summer praying vain For a savoir to rise from these streets. Well, now, I'm your hero that's understood. All redemptionI can a girl Is beneath this dirty 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 make it real To trade in these wings on some wheels Climb in back Heaven's waiting on down the tracks. Oh, come take my hand Riding out tonight to case the promised land. Oh, Thunder Road, oh, Thunder 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, Thunder Road, sit tighttake hold, Thunder Road.  A#   C  Well, I got this guitar and I learned how to make it talk  Dm   A#   C  And my car's out back, if you're ready to take that long walk  A#   C  Fom your porch to my front seat.  Am   Dm  The door's open but the ride ain't free  A#  And I know you're lonely  A   Gm7   A#/F  For words that I ain't spoken  C  But tonight we'll be free, all the promises'll be broken.  F   A#   F  There were ghosts in the eyes of all the boys you sent away.  C   A#  They haunt this dusty beach road in the skeleton frames of burned out Chevrolets. They scream your name at night in the street  C   F   A#  Your graduation gown lies in rags at their feet.  Am  And in the lonely cool before dawn  A#   Gm  You hear their engines roaring on but when you get to the porch  C   A#  They're gone on the wind.  Gm  So, Mary, climb in.  A#   C   F  It's a town of losers, I'm pulling out of here to win.
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