The sc F reen door slams
Like a vision she dances ac C ross the porch
As the A# radio plays.
Roy Orbison's singing for the l C onely
Don't turn me home 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.
And A# I know you're lonely
But ton C ight we'll be free, all the promises'll be broken.
They scream your name at night in the street
And in the l Am onely cool before dawn
So, Mary, climb Gm in.