Born To Run - Ver 2

D G Bm A In the day we sweat it out on the streets of a runaway American dream D G Bm A At night we ride through the mansions of glory in suicide machines G Bm Sprung from cages out on highway 9, D A Chrome wheeled, fuel injected,and steppin' out over the line G Bm Baby this town rips the bones from your back D A It's a death trap, it's a suicide rap G A We gotta get out while we're young G A D `Cause tramps like us, baby we were born to run