D G D A screen door slams, Mary’s dress sways, A G like a vision she dances across the porch as the radio plays G A D G Roy Orbison singing for the lonely hey that’s me and I want you only D G A A7 Don’t’ turn me home again, I just can’t face myself alone again. D G D Don’t run back inside darlin’ you know just what I’m here for, A A G your scared and thinkin that maybe we ain’t that young anymore. G A D G Show a little faith there's magic in the night, you ain't a beauty, but hey you're alright D A Oh and that's alright with me. D Bm You can hide neath your covers and study your pain, D G make crosses from your lovers throw roses in the rain. D F#m G A A7 Waste your summer praying in vain for a savior to rise from these streets. D Bm D Well now I’m no hero that’s understood all the redemption I can offer girl is G beneath this dirty hood, D F#m G A With a chance to make it good somehow, hey what else can we do now? D G D Except roll down the window and let the wind blow back your hair, D A G Well the night's bustin' open, these two lanes will take us anywhere. G A D G We got one last chance to make it real, to trade in these wings on some wheels G D A A7 Climb in back, heaven's waiting down on the tracks. D Bm D G Oh oh come take my hand, we’re riding out tonight to case the promised land D F#m G A7 Oh oh oh oh thunder road, oh thunder road, oh thunder road D Bm D G Lying out there like a killer in the sun, hey I know it's late, we can make it if we run D F#m G A7 D Oh oh oh oh thunder road, sit tight, take hold, thunder road. G A D Well I got this guitar & I learned how to make it talk, Bm G A and my cars out back if you’re ready to take that long walk. G A F#m Bm From your front porch to my front seat, the door's open but the ride it ain't free G Em And I know you're lonely for words that I ain't spoken, G A tonight we'll be free all the promises will be broken. D G D There were ghosts in the eyes of all the boys you sent away D A G They haunt this dusty beach road in the skeleton frames of burned-out Chevrolets G A They scream your name at night in the street, D G your graduation gown lies in rags at their feet. F#m G And in the lonely cool before dawn, you hear their engines roaring on Em A G Em But when you get to the porch they're gone on the wind, so Mary climb in G A D It's a town full of losers, I'm pulling out of here to win.