Born To Run - Bruce Springsteen

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[Intro/Theme]
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[Verse 1]
             
In the day we 

              
sweat it out o

              
n the streets 

             
of a runaway A

        
merican dream
             
At night we ri

              
de through man

              
sions of glory

             
 in suicide ma


chines

             
Sprung from ca

          
ges on highway

           
 9, chrome-whe

eled, fuel-inj

ected
          
and steppin' o

             
ut over the li

    
ne, whoah!
             
Baby this town

          
 rips the bone

s from your ba

ck
           
It's a death t

            
rap, it's a su

            
icide rap, we 

             
gotta get out 

            
while we're yo


ung
             
'Cause tramps 

             
like us, baby 

              
we were born t

    
o run

[Theme]
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[Verse 2]
             
Wendy let me i

              
n, I wanna be 

              
your friend, I

             
 want to guard

              
 your dreams a

   
nd visions
             
Just wrap your

              
 legs 'round t

              
hese velvet ri

             
ms, and strap 

              
your hands acr

                    
oss my engines

             
Together we co

          
uld break this

             
 trap, we'll r

#            
un till we dro

          
p, baby we'll 

             
never go back,

 
 whoah!
             
Will you walk 

              
with me out on

          
 the wire? 'Ca

           
use baby I'm j

              
ust a scared a

   
nd lonely ride

r
             
But I gotta fi

              
nd out how it 


feels
             
I want to know

              
 if love is wi

             
ld, babe, I wa

              
nt to know if 

        
love is real

[Theme]
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[Sax solo]
      
      
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[Bridge]
        
Beyond the Pal

         
ace hemi-power

         
ed drones scre

            
am down the bo

    
ulevard
         
Girls comb the

          
ir hair in rea

           
rview mirrors,

         
 and the boys 

             
try to look so

   
 hard
         
The amusement 

          
park rises bol

           
d and stark, k

         
ids are huddle

             
d on the beach

        
 in a mist
         
I wanna die wi

             
th you Wendy o

         
n the streets 

             
tonight in an 

        
ever - lasting

   
 kiss

[Break]
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*alternative break*

[Break]

             

                 

(B)  *walk down from B on 4th string to B on 5th*

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       one two

 three four  

[Verse 3]
             
The highway's 

              
jammed with br

              
oken heroes on

             
 a last chance

         
 power drive
             
Everybody's ou

              
t on the run t

              
onight but the

             
re's no place 

          
left to hide

             
Together Wendy

        
 we can live w

ith the sadnes

s
           
I'll love you 

             
with all the m

/          
adness in my s

     
oul, whoah!
             
Someday girl, 

          
I don't know w

              
hen, we're gon

   
na get to that

 place
          
Where we reall

             
y want to go a

              
nd we'll walk 

       
in the sun
              
But till then,

             
 tramps like u

             
s, baby we wer

              
e born to run

             
Ah honey, tram

             
ps like us, ba

              
by we were bor

         
n to run
              
Come on Wendy,

             
 tramps like u

             
s, baby we wer

          
e born to run

[Outro/Theme]
      
      Whoah - 

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oh - oh - oh (

etc)
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Oh-hhh