Thunder Road

The (F)screen door slams,

(C7)(Bb)Mary's dress waves;

(C7)like a (F)vision (C7)she dances (F)(C)across the porch as the (Bb)radio plays.

Roy Orbison's singing for the (C)lonely.

Hey, that's (F)me, and I (C)want (F)you only.

Don't turn me home (Fsus)again, (Bb)I (F)just can't (C)face (Dm)myself (Bb)alone (C)again.

(C7)Don't (F)run back (C7)inside, (F)darling, (Bb)you know (C7)just what I'm here for.

(C7)So you're (F)scared and you're thinking that (C)maybe we ain't that (Bb)young anymore.

Show a little faith there's magic in the (C7)night.

(Bb)You (C7)ain't a (F)beauty, but hey,

you're (Bb)(F)alright.

(F)Oh, (C7)and (F)that's alright with (C7)me.

(Gm7)You can (F)hide 'neath your covers and (Dm)study your pain,

make (F)crosses from your lovers, throw (Bb)roses in the rain,

(F)waste your summer, (Am)praying in vain for a (Bb)savior to rise from these (Gm7)streets.

(C7)Well now, (F)I'm no hero, that's (Dm)understood.

All the (F)redemption I can offer,

girl, is (Bb)beneath this dirty (C7)hood,

(F)with a chance to make it (Dm)good somehow.

Hey, (Bb)what else can we do (C7)now,

except (F)roll down the window and (Bb)let the wind blow (F)back your hair.

Well, the night's busting open, these (Am)two lanes will take us (Bb)anywhere.

We got one last chance to make it (C7)real.

To (F)trade in these wings on some (Bb)wheels.

Climb in back, heaven's waiting down on the tracks.

(F)Oh, come (Dm)take my hand, (F)riding out tonight to (Bb)case the promised land.

(F)Oh, (Am)Thunder Road,

(Bb)oh, Thunder Road,

(C7)oh, Thunder (F)Road,

lying out there like a (Dm)killer in the sun.

(F)Hey, I know it's late, we can (Bb)make it if we run.

(F)Oh, (Am)Thunder Road, sit (Bb)tight,

take (C7)hold, Thunder (F)Road.

(Gm7)Well, (F)I (Bb)got this guitar, and I (C7)learned how to make it talk.

(F)And my (Dm)car's out back, if you're ready to take that (Bbmaj7)long

(C)walk from your (Bb)front porch to my front (C)seat.

The door's (Am)open but the ride ain't (Dm)free,

and (Bb)I know you're lonely for words that (Gm7)I ain't spoken,

but (C7)tonight we'll be free.

All the promises 'll be broken.