Chords for John Moreland - Thunder Road
Tempo:
129.15 bpm
Chords used:
C#
F#
G#
Fm
A#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[D#] [C#] All right.
The screen door [F#] slams, [C#] Mary's dress sways.
Like a vision, she dances [G#] across the porch as [F#] the radio plays.
Roy Orbison [C#] singing for the lonely.
Hey, that's me and I want [F#] you only.
Don't turn me home [C#] again, I just can't face myself alone again.
[G#]
[C#] Crawling back inside, darling, you know just what I'm here [F#] for.
[C#]
So you're scared and you're thinking [G#] that maybe we ain't [C#] that young [F#] anymore.
[C#] Sure [F#] little [C#] faith, there's magic in the night.
You ain't a beauty, but hey, you're [F#] all right.
Oh, [C#] and that's all right with me.
[G#] You [C#] can hide beneath the covers [A#m] and study your pain.
[C#] Make crosses of your [F#] lovers, throw roses in the [C#] rain.
Waste [Fm] your summer praying in vain [F#] for the Savior to rise [G#] from these streets.
[C#] Well, I'm no hero, [A#m] that's understood.
[C#] All the redemption I can [F#] offer, girl, is beneath this dirty [C#] hood.
With a chance to [Fm] make it good somehow.
[F#] Hey, what else can we [C#] do now?
Except roll down the [F#] windows and let the wind [C#] blow back your hair.
Well, the nights busted open, [Fm] these two lanes will take [F#] us anywhere.
We got one last [C#] chance to make it real.
To trade in these wings on [F#] some wheels.
Climbing [C#] back, heaven's waiting down on the [G#] track.
[C#] Oh, come [A#m] take my hand.
[C#] We're riding out tonight [F#] to the case of the [C#] promised land.
Oh, [Fm]
Thunder [F#] Road, oh, Thunder [C#] Road.
I'm lying out [A#m] there like a killer in the [C#] sun.
Hey, I know it's late, [F#] we can't make it if we [C#] run.
Oh, [Fm]
Thunder Road, [F#] sit tight, [G#m] take hold, [C#] Thunder [F#] [C#] Road.
Well, [F#] I got this guitar [G#] and I learned how to make [C#] it talk.
[F#] [C#]
And [A#m] my car's out back if you're ready to take [C#] that along.
From your front porch to my front seat.
The door's open but the ride [F#] ain't free.
Yeah, I know you're lonely for words that I ain't spoken.
[G#m] Tonight we'll be free, all the promises will be broken.
[C#] There were ghosts in the [F#] eyes of all the [C#] boys on the way.
They haunt this dusty beach [Fm] road in a skeleton frame, [F#] burned-out Chevrolet.
They scream your name at [C#] night in [G#] the streets.
Your [C#] graduation gown lies in rags at their feet.
[F#]
[Fm] And in the lonely cool before dawn, you [F#] hear their engines roaring on.
[C#] [D#m] When you get to the [G#] porch, they're gone [F#] on their way.
So, [C#] Mary, [D#m] climb in.
[C#] It's a town full of losers.
I'm pulling out of here to win.
[N]
The screen door [F#] slams, [C#] Mary's dress sways.
Like a vision, she dances [G#] across the porch as [F#] the radio plays.
Roy Orbison [C#] singing for the lonely.
Hey, that's me and I want [F#] you only.
Don't turn me home [C#] again, I just can't face myself alone again.
[G#]
[C#] Crawling back inside, darling, you know just what I'm here [F#] for.
[C#]
So you're scared and you're thinking [G#] that maybe we ain't [C#] that young [F#] anymore.
[C#] Sure [F#] little [C#] faith, there's magic in the night.
You ain't a beauty, but hey, you're [F#] all right.
Oh, [C#] and that's all right with me.
[G#] You [C#] can hide beneath the covers [A#m] and study your pain.
[C#] Make crosses of your [F#] lovers, throw roses in the [C#] rain.
Waste [Fm] your summer praying in vain [F#] for the Savior to rise [G#] from these streets.
[C#] Well, I'm no hero, [A#m] that's understood.
[C#] All the redemption I can [F#] offer, girl, is beneath this dirty [C#] hood.
With a chance to [Fm] make it good somehow.
[F#] Hey, what else can we [C#] do now?
Except roll down the [F#] windows and let the wind [C#] blow back your hair.
Well, the nights busted open, [Fm] these two lanes will take [F#] us anywhere.
We got one last [C#] chance to make it real.
To trade in these wings on [F#] some wheels.
Climbing [C#] back, heaven's waiting down on the [G#] track.
[C#] Oh, come [A#m] take my hand.
[C#] We're riding out tonight [F#] to the case of the [C#] promised land.
Oh, [Fm]
Thunder [F#] Road, oh, Thunder [C#] Road.
I'm lying out [A#m] there like a killer in the [C#] sun.
Hey, I know it's late, [F#] we can't make it if we [C#] run.
Oh, [Fm]
Thunder Road, [F#] sit tight, [G#m] take hold, [C#] Thunder [F#] [C#] Road.
Well, [F#] I got this guitar [G#] and I learned how to make [C#] it talk.
[F#] [C#]
And [A#m] my car's out back if you're ready to take [C#] that along.
From your front porch to my front seat.
The door's open but the ride [F#] ain't free.
Yeah, I know you're lonely for words that I ain't spoken.
[G#m] Tonight we'll be free, all the promises will be broken.
[C#] There were ghosts in the [F#] eyes of all the [C#] boys on the way.
They haunt this dusty beach [Fm] road in a skeleton frame, [F#] burned-out Chevrolet.
They scream your name at [C#] night in [G#] the streets.
Your [C#] graduation gown lies in rags at their feet.
[F#]
[Fm] And in the lonely cool before dawn, you [F#] hear their engines roaring on.
[C#] [D#m] When you get to the [G#] porch, they're gone [F#] on their way.
So, [C#] Mary, [D#m] climb in.
[C#] It's a town full of losers.
I'm pulling out of here to win.
[N]
Key:
C#
F#
G#
Fm
A#m
C#
F#
G#
[D#] _ _ _ [C#] All right. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ The screen door _ [F#] slams, _ [C#] _ Mary's dress sways.
_ _ _ Like a vision, she dances [G#] across the porch as [F#] the radio _ plays.
_ _ Roy Orbison [C#] singing for the lonely.
Hey, that's me and I want [F#] you only.
_ Don't turn me home [C#] again, I just can't face myself alone again.
_ [G#] _ _ _ _
[C#] Crawling back inside, darling, you know just what I'm here [F#] for.
[C#] _ _ _
So you're scared and you're thinking [G#] that maybe we ain't [C#] that young [F#] anymore.
_ _ [C#] Sure [F#] little [C#] faith, there's magic in the night.
You ain't a beauty, but hey, you're [F#] all right. _
_ _ _ Oh, [C#] and that's all right with me.
[G#] You _ _ [C#] can hide beneath the covers [A#m] and study your pain.
[C#] Make crosses of your [F#] lovers, throw roses in the [C#] rain.
_ Waste [Fm] your summer praying in vain [F#] for the Savior to rise [G#] from these streets.
[C#] Well, I'm no hero, [A#m] that's understood.
[C#] All the redemption I can [F#] offer, girl, is beneath this dirty [C#] hood.
With a chance to [Fm] make it good somehow.
[F#] Hey, what else can we [C#] do now?
Except roll down the [F#] windows and let the wind [C#] blow back your hair. _ _
_ Well, the nights busted open, [Fm] these two lanes will take [F#] us anywhere. _ _ _
We got one last [C#] chance to make it real.
To trade in these wings on [F#] some wheels.
_ _ Climbing [C#] back, heaven's waiting down on the [G#] track. _
_ _ [C#] _ Oh, come [A#m] take my hand.
[C#] We're riding out tonight [F#] to the case of the [C#] promised land.
Oh, [Fm] _
Thunder [F#] Road, oh, Thunder [C#] Road. _
_ _ _ I'm lying out [A#m] there like a killer in the [C#] sun.
Hey, I know it's late, [F#] we can't make it if we [C#] run.
_ Oh, [Fm] _
Thunder Road, [F#] sit tight, [G#m] take hold, _ [C#] Thunder _ [F#] _ [C#] Road. _
Well, [F#] I got this guitar [G#] and I learned how to make [C#] it talk.
[F#] _ _ [C#] _ _
And [A#m] my car's out back if you're ready to take [C#] that along. _ _ _
From your front porch to my front seat.
The door's open but the ride [F#] ain't free.
_ Yeah, I know you're lonely for words that I ain't spoken.
[G#m] Tonight we'll be free, all the promises will be broken.
_ _ [C#] There were ghosts in the [F#] eyes of all the [C#] boys on the way.
_ _ They haunt this dusty beach [Fm] road in a skeleton frame, [F#] burned-out Chevrolet.
_ They scream your name at [C#] night in [G#] the streets.
Your [C#] graduation gown lies in rags at their feet.
_ [F#] _ _
_ [Fm] And in the lonely cool before dawn, you [F#] hear their engines roaring on.
[C#] _ [D#m] When you get to the [G#] porch, they're gone [F#] on their way. _ _
So, [C#] Mary, [D#m] climb in. _ _ _
_ [C#] It's a town full of losers.
I'm pulling out of here to win. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
_ _ _ _ The screen door _ [F#] slams, _ [C#] _ Mary's dress sways.
_ _ _ Like a vision, she dances [G#] across the porch as [F#] the radio _ plays.
_ _ Roy Orbison [C#] singing for the lonely.
Hey, that's me and I want [F#] you only.
_ Don't turn me home [C#] again, I just can't face myself alone again.
_ [G#] _ _ _ _
[C#] Crawling back inside, darling, you know just what I'm here [F#] for.
[C#] _ _ _
So you're scared and you're thinking [G#] that maybe we ain't [C#] that young [F#] anymore.
_ _ [C#] Sure [F#] little [C#] faith, there's magic in the night.
You ain't a beauty, but hey, you're [F#] all right. _
_ _ _ Oh, [C#] and that's all right with me.
[G#] You _ _ [C#] can hide beneath the covers [A#m] and study your pain.
[C#] Make crosses of your [F#] lovers, throw roses in the [C#] rain.
_ Waste [Fm] your summer praying in vain [F#] for the Savior to rise [G#] from these streets.
[C#] Well, I'm no hero, [A#m] that's understood.
[C#] All the redemption I can [F#] offer, girl, is beneath this dirty [C#] hood.
With a chance to [Fm] make it good somehow.
[F#] Hey, what else can we [C#] do now?
Except roll down the [F#] windows and let the wind [C#] blow back your hair. _ _
_ Well, the nights busted open, [Fm] these two lanes will take [F#] us anywhere. _ _ _
We got one last [C#] chance to make it real.
To trade in these wings on [F#] some wheels.
_ _ Climbing [C#] back, heaven's waiting down on the [G#] track. _
_ _ [C#] _ Oh, come [A#m] take my hand.
[C#] We're riding out tonight [F#] to the case of the [C#] promised land.
Oh, [Fm] _
Thunder [F#] Road, oh, Thunder [C#] Road. _
_ _ _ I'm lying out [A#m] there like a killer in the [C#] sun.
Hey, I know it's late, [F#] we can't make it if we [C#] run.
_ Oh, [Fm] _
Thunder Road, [F#] sit tight, [G#m] take hold, _ [C#] Thunder _ [F#] _ [C#] Road. _
Well, [F#] I got this guitar [G#] and I learned how to make [C#] it talk.
[F#] _ _ [C#] _ _
And [A#m] my car's out back if you're ready to take [C#] that along. _ _ _
From your front porch to my front seat.
The door's open but the ride [F#] ain't free.
_ Yeah, I know you're lonely for words that I ain't spoken.
[G#m] Tonight we'll be free, all the promises will be broken.
_ _ [C#] There were ghosts in the [F#] eyes of all the [C#] boys on the way.
_ _ They haunt this dusty beach [Fm] road in a skeleton frame, [F#] burned-out Chevrolet.
_ They scream your name at [C#] night in [G#] the streets.
Your [C#] graduation gown lies in rags at their feet.
_ [F#] _ _
_ [Fm] And in the lonely cool before dawn, you [F#] hear their engines roaring on.
[C#] _ [D#m] When you get to the [G#] porch, they're gone [F#] on their way. _ _
So, [C#] Mary, [D#m] climb in. _ _ _
_ [C#] It's a town full of losers.
I'm pulling out of here to win. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _