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Thunder Road

by Bruce Springsteen · harmonica tab for C diatonic harmonica

No bends532 notesHoles 3–8Diatonic
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4 = blow hole 4-4 = draw hole 4’ = bend
The screen door slams 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 turn me home again,
I just can`t face myself alone again
Don`t 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
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
Make crosses from your lovers throw roses in the
Waste your summer praying in vain
For a savior to rise from the streets
Well I`m no hero that`s understood
All the redemption I can offer girl is under
this hood with a chance to make it good somehow
Hey, 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 an--y where
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 riding out tonight to
case the promised land
Oh~~~~~ THUNDER ROAD oh THUNDER ROAD oh THUNDER
ROAD lying out there like a killer in the sun
Hey, I know it`s late, we can make it if we run
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 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 words that
I ain`t spoken but to-night we`ll be free
All the promises `ll be broken. These are the
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 screem your name at night in the sreet
Your graduation gown lies in rags at their feet
And the lonely cool before dawn
You hear their engines roaring on
But when you get to the porch they`re gone
on the wind. So Mary climb on
It`s a town full of losers
I`m pulling out of here to win~~~~~~~~~~~