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Like a vAision she dances across the porch as the Gradio plays Roy OGrbison singing for the Alonely hey that’s Dme and I want you oGnly Don’t’ turn me Dhome again, I jGust can’t face myself alAone again. A7
Don’t Drun back inside darlin’ Gyou know just what I’m hDere for, your sAcared and thinkin that Amaybe we ain’t that yGoung anymore. Show a little fGaith there's magic in the nAight, you ain't a Dbeauty, but hey you're aGlright Oh and Dthat's alright with Ame.
You can Dhide neath your covers and Bmstudy your pain, make cDrosses from your lovers throw rGoses in the rain. WDaste your summer F#mpraying in vain for a Gsavior to rise from these sAtreets.A7 Well now DI’m no hero that’s uBmnderstood all the redDemption I can offer girl is Gbeneath this dirty hood, DWith a chance to make it F#mgood somehow, hey Gwhat else can we do nAow?
Except rDoll down the window and lGet the wind blow Dback your hair, Well the Dnight's bustin' open, these Atwo lanes will take us aGnywhere. We got Gone last chance to make it Areal, to Dtrade in these wings on some wGheels GClimb in back, hDeaven's waiting down Aon the tracks. A7
DOh oh come Bmtake my hand, we’re Driding out tonight to Gcase the promised land DOh oh oh F#moh thunder road, Goh thunder road, A7oh thunder road DLying out there like a kBmiller in the sun, hey DI know it's late, we can Gmake it if we run DOh oh oh oh thunder F#mroad, sit Gtight, take hA7old, thunder Droad
[Verse 1]
TDo this day when I hear that song, I see you standing there on that lawn DGiscount shades, store bought tanBm, flip-flops and cAut-off jeans SDomewhere between that setting sun, I'm On Fire and Born To Run You loGoked at me and I was donBme but we were just gettinAg started DI was singing to you, you were singing to me, I was so alive; never been more free GFired up my daddy's lighter and we sang Bmoh A DStayed there till the forced us out, we took the long way to your house G I can still hear the sound of you Bmsaying don't gAo
[Chorus]
D When I think about youA I think about 17 Bm I think about my old JeepG I think about the stars in the sky Bm Funny how a melodyA sounds like a memory D Like a soundtrack to a JGuly Saturday nEmight A SpriDngsteen G Bm A
[Verse 2]
DI bumped in to you by happenstance you probably wouldn't even know who I am But if IG whispered your name, I bet there'd sBmtill be a spAark DFrom back when I was gasoline and this old tattoo had brand new ink And weG didn't care what your mom would think 'bout your nBmame on my arm A DBaby is it spring or is it summer the guitar sound or the beat of the drummer GYou hear sometimes late at night on your Bmradio A DEven though you're a million miles away when you hear Born In The USA Do you Grelive those Glory Days from Bmso long agoA
[Chorus]
D When you think about meA, do you think about 17? Bm Do you think about my old JeepG, think about the stars in the sky? Bm Funny how a melodyA sounds like a memory D Like a soundtrack to a JGuly Saturday nEmight A SpriDngsteen, G Bm A
D G Bm A Whoah-oh-oh-oh Whoah-oh-oh-oh Whoah-oh-oh-oh Whoah-oh-oh-oh D G Bm A Whoah-oh-oh-oh Whoah-oh-oh-oh Whoah-oh-oh-oh Whoah-oh-oh-oh D G Bm A Whoah-oh-oh-oh Whoah-oh-oh-oh Whoah-oh-oh-oh Whoah-oh-oh-oh D G Bm A Whoah-oh-oh-oh Whoah-oh-oh-oh Whoah-oh-oh-oh Whoah-oh-oh-oh [Verse 1]
DRaise em up Im talkin bout a F#mlighter on a Saturday Bmnight The band plays a Asong you like and you sing Galong DRaise em up Im talkin bout F#mDaddys old pickup Bmtruck Shotgun Aseat, theres the one you love and youre kissin Gon
[Chorus]
Get those Dwhite sails F#msailing down in BmMexico Its just a Dwhiskey F#mglass if you aint Gmakin a toast Lift your Dtear-filled F#meyes up Bmto the sky AsA the flag flies, say goodbye G Tonight were gonna Draise em up F#m Bm HmDm Bm A
[Verse 2]
D Raise em up You got a voice, F#myou got a choice B#mGo make some noise A Dont ever let em tell you who you Gare DRaise em up Fist black and blue, F#mfight for the truth Bm Its what you do D Hand on your heart for the stripes and Gstars
[Chorus]
DBlack umbrellas in the F#mpourin Bmrain A DSunday morning F#mcoming Down, Gamazing grace Lift those Dtear-filled eyes up F#mto the sBmky As the Aflag flies, say goodGbye Tonight were gonna Draise em up RaisDe eF#mm up Bm Raise em Dup G RaisDe eF#mm up Bm Raise em Dup G
D G Bm A Whoah-oh-oh-oh Whoah-oh-oh-oh Whoah-oh-oh-oh Whoah-oh-oh-oh D G Bm A Whoah-oh-oh-oh Whoah-oh-oh-oh Whoah-oh-oh-oh Whoah-oh-oh-oh D G Bm A Whoah-oh-oh-oh Whoah-oh-oh-oh Whoah-oh-oh-oh Whoah-oh-oh-oh D G Bm A Whoah-oh-oh-oh Whoah-oh-oh-oh Whoah-oh-oh-oh Whoah-oh-oh-oh
Bm Funny how a melodyA sounds like a memory D Like a soundtrack to a JGuly Saturday nEmight A SpriDngsteen, G Bm A