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ain't a beauty, but hey, you're alright\n[01:08.33] Oh, and that's alright with me\n[01:13.82] You can hide 'neath your covers and study your pain\n[01:17.55] Make crosses from your lovers, throw roses in the rain\n[01:21.98] Waste your summer praying in vain\n[01:24.20] For a savior to rise from these streets\n[01:27.58] Well now, I'm no hero, that's understood\n[01:31.19] All the redemption I can offer, girl, is beneath this dirty hood\n[01:35.36] With a chance to make it good somehow\n[01:38.15] Hey, what else can we do now?\n[01:41.10] Except roll down the window\n[01:43.75] And let the wind blow back your hair\n[01:48.42] Well, the night's busting open\n[01:50.29] These two lanes will take us anywhere\n[01:55.15] We got one last chance to make it real\n[01:58.62] To trade in these wings on some wheels\n[02:02.63] Climb in back, heaven's waiting down on the tracks\n[02:09.05] Oh, come take my hand\n[02:12.29] We're riding out tonight to case the promised land\n[02:16.15] Oh, Thunder Road, oh, Thunder Road\n[02:20.59] Oh, Thunder Road\n[02:22.64] Lying out there like a killer in the sun\n[02:25.64] Hey, I know it's late, we can make it if we run\n[02:29.60] Oh, Thunder Road, sit tight\n[02:33.69] Take hold, Thunder Road\n[02:38.36] Well, I got this guitar and I've learned how to make it talk\n[02:45.45] And my car's out back if you're ready to take that long walk\n[02:52.11] From your front porch to my front seat\n[02:55.34] The door's open but the ride ain't free\n[02:59.16] And I know you're lonely for words that I ain't spoken\n[03:02.45] Tonight we'll be free, all the promises will be broken\n[03:05.56] There were ghosts in the eyes of all the boys you sent away\n[03:11.50] They haunt this dusty beach road\n[03:14.27] In the skeleton frames of burned out Chevrolets\n[03:18.70] They scream your name at night in the street\n[03:21.90] Your graduation gown lies in rags at their feet\n[03:25.56] And in the lonely cool before dawn\n[03:28.78] You hear their 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