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| G | C | D | |
| In the d | ay we sweat it out on the streets of a run | away American | dream |
| G | C | D | |
| At ni | ght we ride through mansions of glory in s | uicide mach | ines |
| C | G | |
| Sp | rung from cages on H | ighway 9 |
| C | D | C | |
| chrome whe | eled, fuel injected and, s | teppin' out over the | line |
| G | |
| Baby this town rips the bon | es from your back, |
| Am | D | |
| it's a de | ath trap, it's a s | uicide rap. |
| C | Am | A2 | Am | A2 | |
| We gotta get | out while I'm sti | ll young |
| C | D | G | |
| 'Cause tr | amps like us b | aby we were born to | run. |
| G | C | D | |
| (G->C harmonica) |
| G | |
| Hey | Wendy, let me in, I wanna be your friend, |
| C | D | |
| I wanna | guard your dreams and | visions. |
| G | |
| Just | wrap your legs 'round these velvet rims, |
| C | D | |
| Strap | your hands across my en | gines. |
| C | G | |
| And To | gether we could | break this trap, |
| C | D | C | |
| We'll r | un till we drop and, | baby we'll never go | back. |
| G | |
| Walk with me | out on the wire? |
| Am | D | |
| Girl, I'm | just a scared and a | lonely rider, |
| C | Am | A2 | Am | A2 | |
| But I | gotta know how it | feels, |
| C | |
| I | want to know if love is wild, baby, |
| D | G | |
| I wa | nt to know if love is | real. |
| G | C | D | |
| (G->C harmonica) |
| Dm | F | |
| Be | yond the palace hemi-powered drones sc | ream down the boulevard |
| C | |
| The gi | rls comb their hair in rear-view mirrors |
| Am | D | |
| and the b | oys try to look so | hard |
| Dm | |
| Th | e amusement park rises bold and stark |
| F | |
| Kids are h | uddled on the beach in a mist |
| C | |
| I wanna d | ie with you Wendy on the streets tonight |
| Am | D | |
| In a | everlasting k | iss |
| G | |
| Well, The hig | hways jammed with broken heroes |
| C | D | |
| On a l | ast chance power driv | e |
| G | |
| Every | body's out on the run tonight |
| C | D | |
| But there's | no place left to | hide |
| C | G | |
| Tog | ether, Wendy, we can l | ive with the sadness |
| C | D | C | |
| I'll love you with all the | madness in my s | oul |
| G | Am | |
| Someday g | irl, I don't know when, we're gonna | get to that place |
| D | |
| Where we r | eally wanna go |
| C | Am | A2 | Am | A2 | |
| A | nd we'll walk in the | sun |
| C | |
| Till then tramp | s like us |
| D | G | |
| Baby we were Born To | Run. |
| (Bruce)Oooohhh.... x3 |
| (Public).......... x3 (Bruce) ooOOOooohh... |
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| (Harmonica finishes using more or less the same notes than in the intro). |
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| (A2 = x02200) |
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| = = Sorry for mistakes = |
| = C G C F C G = placing the chords. = |
| = "...Wise man says, only fools rush in = --- = |
| = C G Am Dm C G C = I'm not completly sa- = |
| = But I can't help falling in love with you..." = tisfied, so, please e- = |
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| = Ruben Aparicio - Barcelona, Catalonia = |
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