Standard (EADGBE)

Intro

 Well, the screen door slams, Mary's dress waves

 Like a vision she dances across the porch as the radio plays

 Roy Orbison is singing for the lonely

 Hey, that's me, I want you only

 Don't turn me home again, I just can't face myself alone again

 So don't you run back inside, darling 'cause you know

 just what I'm here for

 And you're scared and you're thinking that maybe we're not that young anymore

 Well, show a little faith, 'cause there's magic in the night

 You ain't a beauty, hey, alright

 Oh, and that's alright with me

 Now you can hide underneath the covers and study your pain

 Make crosses from your lovers and throw roses in the rain

You can waste your summers praying in vain

 For a savior to rise from these streets

 Oh, I'm no hero, and that's understood

 All the redemption I can offer, girl, is beneath this dirty hood

We got a chance to make it good somehow

 Well, what else can we do now?

 Except roll down the window and let the wind blow back our hair

 This night's busted open, and these two lanes can take us anywhere

 We got one last chance to make it real

 To trade in these wings on some wheels

 Climb in back, darling, now heaven is waiting down on the tracks

So, oh-oh, come take my hand

 We're riding out tonight to case the promised land

Oh-oh-oh-oh, Thunder Road, oh, Thunder Road

Oh, Thunder Road

 Well it's lying out there like a killer in the sun

 And I know that it's late, but we can make it if we run

Oh-oh-oh-oh, Thunder Road

 Sit tight, take hold, Thunder Road

 Well, I got this guitar and I learned how to make it talk

 And my car's out back if you're ready to take that long, long walk

 From your front porch to my front seat

 The door's open but the ride ain't free

 And I know you're lonely for things that I haven't spoken

 But tonight we'll be free, all the promises will be broken

 There were ghosts in the eyes of all the boys that you sent away

 They haunt these dusty beach roads in the skeleton frames of burned out Chevrolets

 And they scream your name at night in the street

 The graduation gown lies in rags at their feet

 And in the lonely cold before dawn

 You hear the engines roaring on

 But when you get to the porch they're gone

 On the wind

 So Mary climb in

 This is a town full of losers, I'm-a pulling out of here to win