Bb

To

this

day__

when

I

hear

that

song__

I

Bb

see

you

stand-

in'

there

on

that

lawn,__

Eb

dis-

count

shades,__

store-

bought

tan,__

Gm

F/A

flip-

flops

and

cut-

off

jeans.__

Bb

Some-

where

be-

tween

that

set-

tin'

sun,__

Bb

"I'm

on

Fire,"__

and

"Born__

to

Run,:__

you

Eb

looked

at

me

and

I

was

done,__

but

we

Gm

F/A

were

just

get-

tin'

start-

ed.

I

was

Bb

sing-

in'

to

you,__

you

were

sing-

in'

to

me,__

I

was__

Bb

so

a-

live,__

nev-

er

been

more

free.__

Fired

Eb

up

my

dad-

dy's

light-

er

and

we

sang

Gm

F

"Oh."__

Bb

Stayed

there__

'til

they

forced

us

out,__

and

Bb

took

the

long__

way

to

your

house.

I

Eb

can

still__

hear

the

sound

of

you

Gm

F

say-

in'

"Don't

go."__

Bb

in

to

you__

by

hap-

pen-

stance__

you

Bb

prob-

'bly

would-

n't

e-

ven

know

who

I

am,__

but

if

I

Eb

whis-

pered

your

name,

I

bet__

there'd

Gm

F

still

be

a

spark__

from

Bb

back

when

I__

was

gas-

o-

line,__

and

this

old__

Bb

tat-

too__

had

brand__

new

ink,__

and

we

Eb

did-

n't

care

what

your

mon__

would

think__

'bout

your

Gm

F/A

name

on

my

arm.__

Ba-

by

Bb

is

it

Spring

or

is

it

Sum-

mer,

the

Bb

gui-

tar

sound__

or

the

beat

of

that

drum-

mer

Eb

you

hear

some-

times__

late

at

night__

Gm

F

on

your

ra-

di-

o?__

E-

ven

Bb

though

you're

a

mil-

lion

miles__

a-

way,__

when

Bb

you

hear

"Born

in

the

U.

S.

A.,"__

ah,

Eb

you

re-

live__

these

glo-

ry

days__

from

Gm

F

so

long

a-

go.__