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Thunder Road - Frank Turner
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