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    The screendoor slams, Mary's dress waves
    Like a vision she dances across the porch
    As the radio plays
    Roy Orbison singin' 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 run back inside, darlin' you know just what I'm here for
    So you're scared and you're thinkin' 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 all right
    Oh, and that's all right with me

    You can hide 'neath your covers and study your pain
    Make crosses from your lovers, throw roses in the rain
    Waste your summer prayin' in vain for a savior to ride from these streets
    Well now 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 could we do now

    Except roll down the window and let the wind blow back your hair
    Well the night's bustin' 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 waitin' down on the tracks
    Oh, oh come take my hand
    We're ridin' out tonight to case the promised land
    Oh, oh thunder road
    Oh, thunder road
    Oh, thunder road
    Lyin' out there like a killer in the sun
    Hey I know it's late, we can make it if we run
    Oh, oh thunder road
    Sit tight, take hold
    Thunder road

    Well I got this guitar and I've learned how to make it talk
    And my car's out back if you're ready to take that long walk
    From the front porch to my front seat
    The door's open but the ride ain't free
    And I know you're hungry for words that I ain't spoke
    But tonight we'll be free, all the promises'll be broken
    There were ghosts in the eyes of all the boys 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 streets
    Your graduation gown lies in rags at their feet
    And in the lonely cool before dawn
    You hear their engines roarin' on
    But when you get to the front porch, they're gone
    On the wind
    So Mary climb in
    It's a town full of losers
    And I'm pullin' outta here to win

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