Bruce Springsteen — Thunder Road Springsteen on Broadway

[Verse 1] The screen door slams Mary's dress waves Like a vision, she dances across the porch as the radio plays It's 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 again Don't you run back inside darling, you know just what I'm here for You're scared and you're thinking that maybe we ain't that young anymore Show 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 [Verse 2] You can hide underneath 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 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 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 down on the tracks Oh, oh, come take my hand We're ridin' out tonight to case this promised land Oh, oh, Thunder Road, oh Thunder Road, Thunder Road You're lying out there like a killer in the sun Hey, I know it's late but we can make it if we run Oh Thunder Road sit tight, take hold Thunder Road [Verse 3] 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, long, long walk From your front porch to my front seat The door's open but the ride, it ain't free I know you're lonely and there's words that I ain't spoken But tonight we'll be free All the promises'll be broken There were ghosts in the eyes of all the men 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 roaring on When you get to the porch they're gone, on the wind So Mary climb in It's a town full of losers We're I'm pulling out of here to win [Outro] Ba da da da da La da da da da da da da La da da da da da da La da da La da da da Ooh