( Bruce Springsteen cover )      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 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 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 RoadWell 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   For 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