Racing In The Street taby ukulele według Bruce Springsteen

| F | Dm7 | C4 | Bb |

        F
I got a sixty-nine Chevy with a 396
            Bb
Fuelie heads and a Hurst on the floor
       Gm
She's waiting tonight down in the parking lot
             Bb
Outside the Seven-Eleven store
           F
Me and my partner Sonny built her straight out of scratch
            Bb
And he rides with me from town to town
        Gm
We only run for the money got no strings attached
            Bb
We shut `em up and then we shut `em down

C7       F
Tonight, tonight the strip's just right
         Bb
I wanna blow `em off in my first heat
Gm
Summer's here and the time is right
     Bb
For racin' in the street

   F
We take all the action we can meet
        Bb
And we cover all the northeast state
           Gm
When the strip shuts down we run `em in the street
          Bb
From the fire roads to the interstate
     F
Now some guys they just give up living
           Bb
And start dying little by little piece by piece
                Gm
Some guys come home from work and wash up
         Bb
Then go racin' in the street

C7      F
Tonight, tonight the strip's just right
         Bb
I wanna blow `em all out of their seats
Gm
Calling out around the world
             Bb
We're going racin' in the street

(Break) | F | Dm7 | C4 | Bb | F | Dm7 | C4 | Bb |

       F
I met her on the strip three years ago
     Bb
In a Camaro with this dude from L.A.
  Gm
I blew that Camaro off my back 
     Bb
And drove that little girl away
         F
But now there's wrinkles around my baby's eyes
          Bb
And she cries herself to sleep at night
            Gm
When I come home the house is dark
           Bb
She sighs "Baby did you make it all right"
    F
She sits on the porch of her daddy's house
    Bb
But all her pretty dreams are torn
     Gm
She stares off alone into the night
          Bb
With the eyes of one who hates for just being born
            F
For all the shut-down strangers and hot rod angels 
   Bb
Rumbling through this promised land
    Gm
Tonight my baby and me we're gonna ride to the sea
     Bb
And wash these sins off our hands

C7       F
Tonight, tonight the highway's bright
     Bb
Out of our way mister you best keep
        Gm
`Cause summer's here and the time is right
             Bb
We're goin' racin' in the street

| F | Bb | Gm | Bb | (to fade out)