Cifras
Born To Run

Tom: C

Introdução: C    F    G    C    F    G    

dificuldade
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                  C  
In the day we sweat it out on the streets
             F                                         G  
Of a runaway American dream
        C  
At night we ride through mansions of glory
     F                         G  
In suicide machines
F                                                    Am  
Sprung from cages on Highway 9
                  Dm7                                                              Am                                                    C  
Chrome wheeled, fuel injected and stepping out over the line
Bb      F                                                            Am  
Ohh, baby this town rips the bones from your back
                  Dm7                                         Am  
It's a death trap, it's a suicide rap
                        C                                                 Am  
We gotta get out while we're young
                  F                                      G                                            C                      F    G  
'Cause tramps like us, baby we were born to run,         oh
                C  
Wendy let me in, I wanna be your friend
                     F                                                      G  
I wanna guard your dreams and visions
             C  
Just wrap your legs round these velvet rims
          F                                                                    G  
And strap your hands 'cross my engines
     F                                      Am  
Together we could break this trap
                Dm7                                      Am                                                 C  
We'll run till we drop, baby, we'll never go back
Bb                              F                                                            Am  
Ohh, will you walk with me out on the wild
                  Dm7                                                                      Am  
'Cause baby, I'm just a scared and a lonely rider
                C                                                    Am  
But I gotta know how it feels
                     F                                                                            G                                                      C  
I wanna know if love is wild, babe, I wanna know if love is real
        F                                              G  
Oh oh, can you show me
     Bb  
Beyond the Palace, hemi powered drones
Eb  
Scream down the boulevard
                F  
Girls comb there hair in rear view mirrors
                     Ab  
And the boys try to look so hard
             Bb  
The amusement park rises bold and stark
                        Eb  
Kids are huddled on the beach in a mist
                     F                                                                                                                 Ab  
I wanna die with you, Wendy, on the street tonight
                                                                Bb  
In an everlasting kiss
          C  
The highway's jammed with broken heroes
             F                                                         G  
On a last chance power drive
                        C  
And everybody's out on the run tonight
                                        F                                         G  
'Cause there's no place left to hide
     F                                                      Am  
Together, Wendy, we can live with the sadness
     Dm7                                                 Am                              C  
I love you with all the madness in my soul
Bb      F                                      Am  
Ohh, someday girl, I don't know when
                                Dm7                                                              Am                            C  
We're gonna get to that place where we really wanna go
                                                        Am  
And we'll walk in the sun
                             F                                      G                                            C              Am7  
'Til then, tramps like us, baby we were born to run
                          F                                      G                                            C                         Am7  
Ah honey, tramps like us, baby we were born to run, ah come on now, Wendy
F                                      G                                            C  
Tramps like us, baby we were born to run
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                          F                                    G                                 C  
Oh oh oh, ohh whoa whoa, whoa oh oh oh oh
                          F                                    G                                 C                         F    G    C  
Oh oh oh, ohh whoa whoa, whoa oh oh oh oh, yeah
                                                                                     F    G    C  
She's a mixed up, shook up girl___
                                                                                     F    G    C  
She's a mixed up, shook up girl___
                                                                                     F    G    C  
She's a mixed up, shook up girl___
                                                                                     F    G    C  
She's a mixed up, shook up girl___