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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bruce Springsteen
Bruce Springsteen
Vocals
Clarence Clemons
Clarence Clemons
Saxophone
Danny Federici
Danny Federici
Organ
David Sancious
David Sancious
Piano
Garry Tallent
Garry Tallent
Bass Guitar
Ernest Carter
Ernest Carter
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bruce Springsteen
Bruce Springsteen
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bruce Springsteen
Bruce Springsteen
Producer
M. Appel
M. Appel
Producer
Louis Lahav
Louis Lahav
Engineer
Bob Ludwig
Bob Ludwig
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
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 wheel, fuel-injected, and stepping out over the line
[Chorus]
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
Yes, girl, we were
[Verse 2]
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 till we drop
Baby, we'll never go back
[Chorus]
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 love is wild, babe, I wanna know if love is real
Oh, can you show me?
[Verse 3]
Beyond the palace, hemi-powered drones scream down the boulevard
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 the mist
I wanna die with you, Wendy, on the street tonight in an everlasting kiss
[PreChorus]
One, two, three, four
The highway's jammed with broken heroes on a last chance power drive
Well, everybody's out on the run 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
[Chorus]
Oh, 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
Oh honey, tramps like us
Baby, we were born to run
Come on with me, tramps like us
Baby, we were born to run
Written by: Bruce Springsteen
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