| Song | Born to Run |
| Artist | Bruce Springsteen & the E Street Band |
| Album | Live 1975-85 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| In the day we sweat it out in the streets of a runaway American dream | |
| At night we ride through mansions of glory in suicide machines | |
| Sprung from cages out on highway 9, | |
| Chrome wheeled, fuel injected | |
| and steppin' out over the line | |
| Baby this town rips the bones from your back | |
| It's a death trap, it's a suicide rap | |
| We gotta get out while we're young | |
| `Cause tramps like us, baby we were born to run | |
| Wendy let me in I wanna be your friend | |
| I want to guard your dreams and visions | |
| Just wrap your legs 'round these velvet rims | |
| and strap your hands across my engines | |
| Together we could break this trap | |
| We'll run till we drop, baby we'll never go back | |
| Will you walk with me out on the wire | |
| `Cause baby I'm just a scared and lonely rider | |
| But I gotta find out how it feels | |
| I want to know if love is wild | |
| girl I want to know if love is real | |
| Beyond the Palace hemi-powered drones scream down the boulevard | |
| The girls comb their hair in rearview mirrors | |
| And the boys try to look so hard | |
| The amusement park rises bold and stark | |
| Kids are huddled on the beach in a mist | |
| I wanna die with you Wendy on the streets tonight | |
| In an everlasting kiss | |
| The highway's jammed with broken heroes on a last chance power drive | |
| Everybody's out on the run tonight | |
| but there's no place left to hide | |
| Together Wendy we'll live with the sadness | |
| I'll love you with all the madness in my soul | |
| Someday girl I don't know when | |
| we're gonna get to that place | |
| Where we really want to go | |
| and we'll walk in the sun | |
| But till then tramps like us | |
| baby we were born to run |
| In the day we sweat it out in the streets of a runaway American dream | |
| At night we ride through mansions of glory in suicide machines | |
| Sprung from cages out on highway 9, | |
| Chrome wheeled, fuel injected | |
| and steppin' out over the line | |
| Baby this town rips the bones from your back | |
| It' s a death trap, it' s a suicide rap | |
| We gotta get out while we' re young | |
| Cause tramps like us, baby we were born to run | |
| Wendy let me in I wanna be your friend | |
| I want to guard your dreams and visions | |
| Just wrap your legs ' round these velvet rims | |
| and strap your hands across my engines | |
| Together we could break this trap | |
| We' ll run till we drop, baby we' ll never go back | |
| Will you walk with me out on the wire | |
| Cause baby I' m just a scared and lonely rider | |
| But I gotta find out how it feels | |
| I want to know if love is wild | |
| girl I want to know if love is real | |
| Beyond the Palace hemipowered drones scream down the boulevard | |
| The girls comb their hair in rearview mirrors | |
| And the boys try to look so hard | |
| The amusement park rises bold and stark | |
| Kids are huddled on the beach in a mist | |
| I wanna die with you Wendy on the streets tonight | |
| In an everlasting kiss | |
| The highway' s jammed with broken heroes on a last chance power drive | |
| Everybody' s out on the run tonight | |
| but there' s no place left to hide | |
| Together Wendy we' ll live with the sadness | |
| I' ll love you with all the madness in my soul | |
| Someday girl I don' t know when | |
| we' re gonna get to that place | |
| Where we really want to go | |
| and we' ll walk in the sun | |
| But till then tramps like us | |
| baby we were born to run |
| In the day we sweat it out in the streets of a runaway American dream | |
| At night we ride through mansions of glory in suicide machines | |
| Sprung from cages out on highway 9, | |
| Chrome wheeled, fuel injected | |
| and steppin' out over the line | |
| Baby this town rips the bones from your back | |
| It' s a death trap, it' s a suicide rap | |
| We gotta get out while we' re young | |
| Cause tramps like us, baby we were born to run | |
| Wendy let me in I wanna be your friend | |
| I want to guard your dreams and visions | |
| Just wrap your legs ' round these velvet rims | |
| and strap your hands across my engines | |
| Together we could break this trap | |
| We' ll run till we drop, baby we' ll never go back | |
| Will you walk with me out on the wire | |
| Cause baby I' m just a scared and lonely rider | |
| But I gotta find out how it feels | |
| I want to know if love is wild | |
| girl I want to know if love is real | |
| Beyond the Palace hemipowered drones scream down the boulevard | |
| The girls comb their hair in rearview mirrors | |
| And the boys try to look so hard | |
| The amusement park rises bold and stark | |
| Kids are huddled on the beach in a mist | |
| I wanna die with you Wendy on the streets tonight | |
| In an everlasting kiss | |
| The highway' s jammed with broken heroes on a last chance power drive | |
| Everybody' s out on the run tonight | |
| but there' s no place left to hide | |
| Together Wendy we' ll live with the sadness | |
| I' ll love you with all the madness in my soul | |
| Someday girl I don' t know when | |
| we' re gonna get to that place | |
| Where we really want to go | |
| and we' ll walk in the sun | |
| But till then tramps like us | |
| baby we were born to run |