Intro: B  E  B  E

Verse:
B
To this day when I hear that song,
  B
I see you standing there on that lawn,
E
Discount shades, store bought tan,
Abm             Gb
flip-flops and cut off jeans.
B
Somewhere between that setting sun,
B
I'm On Fire and Born To Run,
E
You looked at me and I was done,
            Abm            Gb
but we were just getting started.


B
I was singing to you, you were singing to me,
B
I was so alive, never been more free,
E                                       Abm         Gb
Fired up my daddy's lighter and we sang oh-woah-oh-woah-ohh.


B
Stayed there till they forced us out,
B
We took the long way to your house,
    E
And I can still hear the sound,
       Abm           Gb
Of you saying don't go.

Chorus:
B
When I think about you,
Gb
I think about 17,
Abm
I think about my old Jeep,
E
I think about the stars in the sky.
Abm                 Gb
Funny how a melody sounds like a memory,
B                      E    B           Dbm  Dbm
Like a soundtrack to a July Saturday night,
B         E        B         E
Springsteen.

Verse:
B
If I bumped in to you by happenstance,
B
You probably wouldn't even know who I am,
   E
But if I whispered your name,
               Abm         Gb
I bet there'd still be a spark.
B                                       B
From back when I was gasoline and this old tattoo had brand new ink,
      E                                                 Abm         Gb
And we didn't care what your mom would think 'bout your name on my arm.
    B
Baby is it spring or is it summer,
  B
The guitar sound or the beat of the drummer,
    E                               Abm   Gb
You hear sometimes late at night on your radio.
    B
Even though you're a million miles away,
    B
When you hear Born In The USA,
   E                                Abm     Gb
Do you relive those Glory Days from so long ago?

Chorus:
B
When you think about me,
Gb
Do you think about 17,
Abm
Do you think about my old Jeep,
E
Think about the stars in the sky.
Abm                 Gb
Funny how a melody sounds like a memory,
B                      E    B           Dbm  Dbm
Like a soundtrack to a July Saturday night,
B         E  B           E
Springsteen, Springsteen.

Interlude:
B                  B                 E                  
Abm   Gb
Whoah-oh-oh-oh-oh, Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh, Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh, Ohh-ohh.

Outro:
Abm                     Gb
Funny how a melody sounds like a memory
B                        E    B       Dbm  Dbm
Like a soundtrack to a July Saturday night
B           E       B          E
Springsteen,
B           E
Springsteen
     B        E
Oh Springsteen


B                  B                 E                  
Abm   Gb
Whoah-oh-oh-oh-oh, Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh, Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh, Ohh-ohh. x4
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