The screen door slams and Mary's dress waves Like a vision she dances across the porch as the radio plays Roy Orbison singing for the lonely, hey that's me and I want you only Don't send me home again, I just can't face myself alone again Well don't you run back inside darling, you know just what I'm here for So you're scared and you're thinking that maybe we ain't that young anymore Well show a little faith there's magic in the night You ain't a beauty but hey you're alright Oh and that's 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 savior to rise from these streets Well now I'm no hero it's understood All the redemption I've got to offer girl Is beneath this dirty hood With a chance to make it real somehow Tell me what else can we do now
Except roll down the window and let the wind blow back your hair Well the night's 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 heaven's waiting down on the tracks Oh come take my hand, we're ridin out tonight to case the promised land Oh Thunder Road, oh Thunder Road, oh Thunder Road Lyin' out there like a killer in the sun I know it's late but we can make it if we run Oh Thunder Road, sit tight, take hold, Thunder Road
Oh well I got this guitar and I learned, I learned how to make it talk And my car's out back if you're ready to take that long walk From your front porch to my front seat The door is open but the ride ain't free I know you're lonely for words that I ain't spoken Well tonight we'll be free all the promises will 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 When you get to the porch they're gone on the wind So Mary climb in It's a town full of losers and we're pulling out of here to winTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
