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Thunder Road
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INTERPRÉTATION
Bruce Springsteen
Bruce Springsteen
Voix principales
Roy Bittan
Roy Bittan
Chœurs
Mike Appel
Mike Appel
Chœurs
Stevie Van Zandt
Stevie Van Zandt
Chœurs
Garry Tallent
Garry Tallent
Basse
Max Weinberg
Max Weinberg
Batterie
Clarence Clemons
Clarence Clemons
Saxophone
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Bruce Springsteen
Bruce Springsteen
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Bruce Springsteen
Bruce Springsteen
Production
Mike Appel
Mike Appel
Production
Jon Landau
Jon Landau
Production
Jimmy Iovine
Jimmy Iovine
Ingénierie de prise de son
Thom Panunzio
Thom Panunzio
Assistance d’ingénierie
Andy Abrams
Andy Abrams
Assistance d’ingénierie
Angie Arcuri
Angie Arcuri
Assistance d’ingénierie
Bob Ludwig
Bob Ludwig
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Corky Stasiak
Corky Stasiak
Assistance d’ingénierie
David Thoener
David Thoener
Assistance d’ingénierie
Ricke Delena
Ricke Delena
Assistance d’ingénierie

Paroles

The screen door slams, Mary's dress sways Like a vision she dances across the porch as the radio plays Roy Orbison's 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 savior 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 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 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've 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 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 I'm pulling out of here to win
Writer(s): Bruce Springsteen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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