Bruce Springsteen - Thunder Road (Without Backing Vocals) - Karaoke Version from Zoom Karaoke

This karaoke version has been produced by Zoom Karaoke and the recording rights are owned and controlled by Zoom Entertainments Limited - #ZoomKaraoke #brucespringsteen Song lyrics: THE SCREEN DOOR SLAMS MARY’S DRESS SWAYS LIKE A VISION SHE DANCES ACROSS THE PORCH AS THE RADIO PLAYS ROY ORBISON SINGIN’ 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 DARLIN’, YOU KNOW JUST WHAT I’M HERE FOR SO, YOU’RE SCARED AND YOU’RE THINKIN’ 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 ALL RIGHT OH, AND THAT’S ALL RIGHT 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 PRAYIN’ 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 BUSTIN’ 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 WAITIN’ DOWN ON THE TRACKS WOAH... COME TAKE MY HAND WE’RE RIDIN’ OUT TONIGHT TO CASE THE PROMISED LAND WOAH... THUNDER ROAD OH, THUNDER ROAD OH, THUNDER ROAD LYIN’ OUT THERE LIKE A KILLER IN THE SUN HEY, I KNOW IT’S LATE WE CAN MAKE IT IF WE RUN WOAH... 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 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 ROARIN’ 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 PULLIN’ OUT OF HERE TO WIN...