Songwriter: Bruce Springsteen
In the day we sweat it out on the streets
Of a runaway American dream
At night we ride through mansions of glory
In suicide machines
Sprung from cages on Highway 9
Chrome-wheeled, fuel-injected and steppin' out over the line
Oh, 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 wanna guard your dreams and visions
Just wrap your legs 'round these velvet rims
And strap your hands 'cross my engines
Together we could break this trap
We'll run 'til we drop, baby we'll never go back
Oh, will you walk with me out on the wire
'Cause baby I'm just a scared and lonely rider
But I gotta know how it feels
I wanna know if your love is wild
Girl, I wanna know if love is real
Beyond the palace hemi-powered drones
Scream down the boulevard
Girls comb their hair in rear view mirrors
And the boys try to look so hard
The amusement park rises bold and stark
Kids are huddled on the beach in the mist
I wanna die with you, Wendy, on the streets tonight
In an everlasting kiss
One, two, three, four!
Highway's jammed with broken heroes
On a last chance power drive
Everybody's out on the road tonight but
There's no place left to hide
Together, Wendy, we can live with the sadness
I'll love you with all the madness in my soul
Oh, someday, girl, I don't know when
We're gonna get to that place where we really wanna go
And we'll walk in the sun
But 'til then tramps like us
Baby, we were born to run
Honey, tramps like us
Baby, we were born to run
Come on Wendy, tramps like us
Baby, we were born to run
Of a runaway American dream
At night we ride through mansions of glory
In suicide machines
Sprung from cages on Highway 9
Chrome-wheeled, fuel-injected and steppin' out over the line
Oh, 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 wanna guard your dreams and visions
Just wrap your legs 'round these velvet rims
And strap your hands 'cross my engines
Together we could break this trap
We'll run 'til we drop, baby we'll never go back
Oh, will you walk with me out on the wire
'Cause baby I'm just a scared and lonely rider
But I gotta know how it feels
I wanna know if your love is wild
Girl, I wanna know if love is real
Beyond the palace hemi-powered drones
Scream down the boulevard
Girls comb their hair in rear view mirrors
And the boys try to look so hard
The amusement park rises bold and stark
Kids are huddled on the beach in the mist
I wanna die with you, Wendy, on the streets tonight
In an everlasting kiss
One, two, three, four!
Highway's jammed with broken heroes
On a last chance power drive
Everybody's out on the road tonight but
There's no place left to hide
Together, Wendy, we can live with the sadness
I'll love you with all the madness in my soul
Oh, someday, girl, I don't know when
We're gonna get to that place where we really wanna go
And we'll walk in the sun
But 'til then tramps like us
Baby, we were born to run
Honey, tramps like us
Baby, we were born to run
Come on Wendy, tramps like us
Baby, we were born to run
more tracks from the album
The Concert for New York City
- Izzo (H.O.V.A.)
- Freedom
- I’m Down
- Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters
- Gospel Medley
- Let It Be (Live / 1990)
- Peaceful World
- Born to Run
- American Girl
- America
- Yesterday
- Quit Playing Games (With My Heart)
- Livin’ on a Prayer
- Emotion
- Heroes
- Miss You
- Pink Houses
- New York State of Mind
- It’s My Life
- Miami 2017 (Seen the Lights Go Out on Broadway)
- Salt of the Earth
- (I’m Your) Hoochie coochie man
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