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Born to Run
Intro (see above):
E Esus4/E A Asus2 Bsus2 (x2)
E
In the day we sweat it out on the streets
A Bsus4
Of a runaway American dream
E
At night we ride through mansions of glory
A Bsus4
On suicide machines
A(5th fret) C#m(4th fret)
Sprung from cages out on Highway 9
F#m(2nd fret)
Chrome wheeled, fuel injected
C#m(4th fret) E
And steppin' out over the line
Dsus2 A(5th fret) C#m(4th fret)
Oh baby this town rips the bones from your back
F#m(2nd fret) C#m(4th fret)
It's a death trap, it's a suicide rap
E C#m(4th fret)
We gotta get out while we're young
A(5th fret) B(7th fret) E
'Cause tramps like us, baby we were born to run
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Yes, born to run
Wendy, let me in, I wanna be your friend
I wanna guard your dreams and visions
Just wrap your legs 'round these velvet rims
And strap your hands across my engines
Together we could break this trap
We'll run till we drop, baby we'll never go back
Oh, will you walk with me out on the wire?
'Cause baby I'm just a scared and lonely rider
But I gotta know how it feels
I want to know if love is wild
Babe, I want to know if love is real
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Oh, change the show
Sax solo on:
E Esus4 / E Esus4 / E Esus4 / A Asus2 A / A…
Dsus4 D Dsus4 D
Beyond the Palace hemi-powered drones
Gsus4 G Gsus4 G
Scream down the boulevard
Asus4 A Asus4 A
Girls comb their hair in rear view mirrors
Csus4 C Csus4 C
And the boys try to look so hard
Dsus4 D Dsus4 D
The amusement park rises bold and stark
Gsus4 G Gsus4 G
As kids are huddled on the beach in a mist
Asus4 A Asus4 A
I wanna die with you, Wendy, on the streets tonight
Csus4 C Csus4 C
In an ever - lasting kiss
Bridge:
Fsus4-F Fsus4-F Fsus4-F C
Fsus4-F Fsus4-F F#sus4-F# F#sus4-F# B(see below:)
One, two, three, four…
The highway's jammed with broken heroes
On a last chance power drive
Everybody's out on the run tonight
But there's no place left to hide
Together Wendy, we could live with the sadness
I'll love you with all the madness in my soul
Oh, some day girl, I don't know when
We're gonna get to that place where we really wanna go
And we'll walk in the sun
But 'till then, tramps like us, baby we were born to run
Ah honey, tramps like us, baby we were born to run
Come on Wendy, tramps like us, baby we were born to run…
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