B A Like a vision she dances across the porch as the radio plays A B E A Roy Orbison singing for the lonely hey that’s me and I want you only E A B B7 Don’t’ turn me home again, I just can’t face myself alone again. E A E Don’t run back inside darlin’ you know just what I’m here for, B B A your scared and thinkin that maybe we ain’t that young anymore. A B E A Show a little faith there's magic in the night, you ain't a beauty, but hey you're alright E B Oh and that's alright with me. E C#m You can hide neath your covers and study your pain, E A make crosses from your lovers throw roses in the rain. E G#m A B B7 Waste your summer praying in vain for a savior to rise from these streets. E C#m E Well now I’m no hero that’s understood all the redemption I can offer girl is A beneath this dirty hood, E G#m A B With a chance to make it good somehow, hey what else can we do now? E A E Except roll down the window and let the wind blow back your hair, E B A Well the night's bustin' open, these two lanes will take us anywhere. A B E A We got one last chance to make it real, to trade in these wings on some wheels A E B B7 Climb in back, heaven's waiting down on the tracks. E C#m E A Oh oh come take my hand, we’re riding out tonight to case the promised land E G#m A B7 Oh oh oh oh thunder road, oh thunder road, oh thunder road E C#m E A Lying out there like a k*ller in the sun, hey I know it's late, we can make it if we run E G#m A B7 E Oh oh oh oh thunder road, sit tight, take hold, thunder road Verse 1 E To this day when I hear that song, I see you standing there on that lawn A C#m B Discount shades, store bought tan, flip-flops and cut-off jeans E Somewhere between that setting sun, I'm On Fire and Born To Run A C#m B You looked at me and I was done but we were just getting started E I was singing to you, you were singing to me, I was so alive; never been more free A C#m B Fired up my daddy's lighter and we sang oh E Stayed there till the forced us out, we took the long way to your house A C#m B I can still hear the sound of you saying don't go Chorus E B When I think about you I think about 17 C#m A I think about my old Jeep I think about the stars in the sky C#m B Funny how a melody sounds like a memory E A F#m B E A C#m B Like a soundtrack to a July Saturday night Springsteen Verse 2 E I bumped in to you by happenstance you probably wouldn't even know who I am A C#m B But if I whispered your name, I bet there'd still be a spark E From back when I was gasoline and this old tattoo had brand new ink A C#m B And we didn't care what your mom would think 'bout your name on my arm E Baby is it spring or is it summer the guitar sound or the beat of the drummer A C#m B You hear sometimes late at night on your radio E Even though you're a million miles away when you hear Born In The USA A C#m B Do you relive those Glory Days from so long ago Chorus E B When you think about me, do you think about 17? C#m A Do you think about my old Jeep, think about the stars in the sky? C#m B Funny how a melody sounds like a memory E A F#m B E A C#m B Like a soundtrack to a July Saturday night Springsteen, E A C#m B Whoah-oh-oh-oh Whoah-oh-oh-oh Whoah-oh-oh-oh Whoah-oh-oh-oh E A C#m B Whoah-oh-oh-oh Whoah-oh-oh-oh Whoah-oh-oh-oh Whoah-oh-oh-oh E A C#m B Whoah-oh-oh-oh Whoah-oh-oh-oh Whoah-oh-oh-oh Whoah-oh-oh-oh E A C#m B Whoah-oh-oh-oh Whoah-oh-oh-oh Whoah-oh-oh-oh Whoah-oh-oh-oh Verse 1 E Raise em up G#m C#m Im talkin bout a lighter on a Saturday night B A The band plays a song you like and you sing along E Raise em up G#m C#m Im talkin bout Daddys old pickup truck B A Shotgun seat, theres the one you love and youre kissin on Chorus E G#m C#m Get those white sails sailing down in Mexico E G#m A Its just a whiskey glass if you aint makin a toast E G#m C#m Lift your tear-filled eyes up to the sky B As the flag flies, say goodbye A E G#m C#m E C#m B Tonight were gonna raise em up Hmm Verse 2 E Raise em up G#m You got a voice, you got a choice Bm Go make some noise B A Dont ever let em tell you who you are E Raise em up G#m Fist black and blue, fight for the truth C#m Its what you do E A Hand on your heart for the stripes and stars Chorus E G#m C#m Black umbrellas in the pourin rain E G#m A A Sunday morning coming Down, amazing grace E G#m C#m Lift those tear-filled eyes up to the sky B A As the flag flies, say goodbye E Tonight were gonna raise em up E G#m C#m Raise em up E A Raise em up E G#m C#m Raise em up E A Raise em up E A C#m B Whoah-oh-oh-oh Whoah-oh-oh-oh Whoah-oh-oh-oh Whoah-oh-oh-oh E A C#m B Whoah-oh-oh-oh Whoah-oh-oh-oh Whoah-oh-oh-oh Whoah-oh-oh-oh E A C#m B Whoah-oh-oh-oh Whoah-oh-oh-oh Whoah-oh-oh-oh Whoah-oh-oh-oh E A C#m B Whoah-oh-oh-oh Whoah-oh-oh-oh Whoah-oh-oh-oh Whoah-oh-oh-oh C#m B Funny how a melody sounds like a memory E A F#m B E A C#m B Like a soundtrack to a July Saturday night Springsteen
