Текст песни Bruce Springsteen - Thunder Road
Bruce Springsteen - Thunder Road слова песни
The screen door slams Mary dress waves Like a vision she dances across the porch As the radio plays Roy Orbison singing for the lonely Hey thats me and I want you only Dont turn me home again I just cant face myself alone again Dont run back inside Darling you know just what Im here for So youre scared and youre thinking That maybe we aint that young anymore Show a little faith theres magic in the night You aint a beauty but hey youre alright Oh and thats alright with me You can hide neath your covers And study your pain Make crosses from your lovers Throw roses in the rain Waste your summer praying in vain For a saviour to rise from these streets Well now Im no hero Thats understood All the redemption I can offer girl Is beneath this dirty hood With 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 Well the nights 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 Climb in back Heavens waiting on down the tracks Oh-oh come take my hand Were riding out tonight to case the promised land Oh-oh Thunder Road oh Thunder Road Lying out there like a killer in the sun Hey I know its late we can make it if we run Oh Thunder Road sit tight take hold Thunder Road Well I got this guitar And I learned how to make it talk And my cars out back If youre ready to take that long walk From your front porch to my front seat The doors open but the ride it aint free And I know youre lonely For words that I aint spoken But tonight well be free All the promisesll be broken 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 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 theyre gone On the wind so Mary climb in Its town full of losers And Im pulling out of here to win