Thunder Road (1975) (video)
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1. A screen door slams, Mary's dress sways
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like a
vision she dances across the porch as the radio plays.
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Roy Orbison
singing for the lonely, hey, that's me and I want you only,
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don't turn
me home again, I just can't face myself alone again.
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Don't run
back inside, darling, you know just what I'm here for,
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so you're
scared and you're thinking that
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maybe we
ain't that young any more.
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Show a
little faith, there's magic in the night,
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you ain't a
beauty but, hey, you're all right.
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Oh, and
that's alright with me !
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2. You can hide beneath your covers and study your
pain,
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make crosses
from your lovers, throw roses in the rain,
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waste your summer praying in vain
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for a savior
to rise from these streets.
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Well, now
I'm no hero that's understood,
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all the redemption I can offer, girl, is beneath this dirty
hood.
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With a chance to make it good somehow.
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Hey, what
else can we do now except.
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3. Roll down the window and let the wind blow back
your hair,
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well, the
night's busting open these two lanes can take us anywhere.
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We got one
last chance to make it real
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to trade in
these wings on some wheels,
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climb in
back, heaven's waiting down on the tracks !
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4. Oh, come take my hand,
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we're ridin out tonight to case
the promised land.
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Oh, oh,
thunder road, oh, thunder road, oh, thunder road,
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lyin' out there like a killer in the sun.
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Hey, I know
it's late, we can make it if we run,
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oh, oh,
thunder road, sit tight, take hold, thunder road !
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5. Well, I got this guitar and I learned how to make
it talk,
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and my car's
out back if you're ready to take that long walk
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from your
front porch to my front seat,
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the door's open but the ride ain't
free.
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Well, I know
you're hungry for words that I ain't spoken,
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well,
tonight we'll be free, all the promises will be broken.
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6. There were ghosts in the eyes of all the boys you
sent away,
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they haunt this dusty beach road in the skeleton frames of
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burned-out Chevrolets.
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They scream
your name at night in the street,
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your graduation gown lies in rags at their feet,
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and in the lonely cool before dawn you hear their engines
roaring on.
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But when you
get to the porch, they're gone
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on the wind, so, Mary, climb in,
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it's a town full of losers I'm pulling out of here to win.
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(Bruce Springsteen)