Bruce Springsteen

Thunder Road (Cifrada)

Bruce Springsteen

Springsteen On Broadway


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

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