Thunder Road

And we figured, if we're here, we might as well play Springsteen

[Verse 1]
The screen door slams
Mary's dress waves
Like a vision she dances across the porch as the radio plays
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

[Verse 2]
So don't you run back inside
Darling, you know just what I'm here for
And 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, hey, you're alright
Oh, and that's alright with me

[Verse 3]
So you can hide beneath your covers and study your pain
Make crosses of your lovers
Throw roses in the rain
You can waste your summer praying in vain
For a saviour to rise from these streets
Well now I'm no hero that's understood
All the redemption I can offer, girl's, beneath this dirty hood
Got 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
This 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
Hey climb in back
Now heaven's waiting down on the tracks

[Chrous]
Oh-oh come take my hand
We're riding out tonight to case the promised land
Oh-oh Thunder Road
Oh Thunder Road
Oh Thunder Road
Lying out there like a killer in the sun
I know it's late, we can make it if we run
Oh, Thunder Road
Sit tight, take hold
Thunder Road

[Bridge]
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 walk
From your front porch to my front seat
The door's open but the ride it ain't free
And I know you're lonely for words that I ain't spoken
But tonight we'll be free, all the promises be broken

[Verse 4]
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
And 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
But when you get to the porch they're gone
On the wind

[Outro]
So Mary, climb in
It's a town full of losers
And I'm pulling out of here to win

Everybody, Catherine West-Garner!