Frank Turner - Thunder road

Well, the ^Dscreen door slams,^G Mary's dress^D waves ^{Dsus2 D} Like a vision she dances a^Across the porch as the ^Gradio plays Roy Orbison is singing for the lo^Anely Hey, that's ^Dme, I want you o^Gnly Don't turn me home again, I j^Dust can't face myself al^Aone again^{Asus4 A}

So don't you r^Dun back inside, darling 'cause yo^Gu know just what I'm ^Dhere for ^{Dsus2 D} And you're scared and you're thinking that m^Aaybe we're not that y^Goung anymore Well, show a little faith, 'cause there's magic in the ni^Aght You ain't a be^Dauty, hey, al^Gright Oh, and th^Dat's alright with ^Ame ^{Asus4 A}

Now you can hi^Dde underneath the covers and s^Bmtudy your pain Make cr^Dosses from your lovers and throw ^Groses in the rain ^DYou can waste your summers ^Apraying in vain For a s^Gavior to rise from these s^Atreets

Oh, ^DI'm no hero, and that's un^Bmderstood All the re^Ddemption I can offer, girl,^G is beneath this dirty hood ^DWe got a chance to make it g^Aood somehow Well, ^Gwhat else can we do n^Aow?

Except ^Droll down the window and l^Get the wind blow back our ha^Dir ^{Dsus2 D} This night's busted open, and these two ^Alanes can take us^G anywhere We got one last chance to make it ^Areal To trade^D in these wings on so^Gme wheels Climb in back, darling, now ^Dheaven is waiting down o^An the tracks ^{Asus2 A}

^DSo, oh-oh, come ^Bmtake my hand We're ^Driding out tonight to ^Gcase the promised land ^DOh-oh-oh-oh^A, Thunder Road, ^Goh, Thunder Road ^AOh, Thunder Road

Well it's ^Dlying out there like a ^Bmkiller in the sun And I ^Dknow that it's late, but we can^G make it if we run ^DOh-oh-oh-oh, ^AThunder Road Sit ^Gtight, take ^Ahold, Thunder Ro^Dad ^{Dsus2 D}

Well, I ^Ggot this guitar and I ^Alearned how to make it t^Dalk ^{Dsus4 D Dsus2 D} And my ^Gcar's out back if you're ready to take that ^Along, long walk From your f^Gront porch to my front^A seat The door's ^Dopen but the ride ain't ^Gfree G* Em7 And I know you're lonely for things that I haven't spoken But ^Atonight we'll be free, all the promises will be broken

There were ^Dghosts in the eyes of a^Gll the boys that you s^Dent away ^{Dsus2 D} They haunt these dusty beach roads in the s^Akeleton frames of burn^Ged out Chevrolets And they scream your name at night in the ^Astreet The graduation ^Dgown lies in rags at th^Geir feet And in the ^F#mlonely cold before dawn You hear the^G engines roaring on But when you ^Aget to the porch they're gone On the wi^Gnd So Mary climb ^Emin This is a ^Gtown full of losers, I'm-a^A pulling out of here to ^Dwin^{Dsus2 D}