Track Title:               Thunder Road
Album Title:               Greatest Hits
Prime Artist:              Bruce Springsteen

Engineer:                  Jimmy Iovine
Producer:                  Mike Appel
Producer:                  Jon Landau
Producer:                  Bruce Springsteen
Written by:                Bruce Springsteen

From the Album:            Thunder Road  1975 (A)

           The screen door slams, Mary's dress sways
           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 pain
           Make crosses from your lovers, throw roses in the rain
           Waste your summer praying in vain
           For a saviour to rise from these streets
           Well now I'm no hero, that's understood
           All the redemption I can offer, girl, is beneath this dirty 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
           This 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 on down the tracks
           Oh-oh come take my hand
           Riding out tonight to case the promised land
           Oh-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 it ain't free
           And I know you're lonely and there's words that I ain't spoken
           But tonight we'll be free, all the promises'll 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
           But when you get to the porch they're gone
           On the wind, so Mary climb in
           It's a town full of losers and I'm pulling out of here to win.