Intro: G  C  G  C

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


G
I was singing to you, you were singing to me,
G
I was so alive, never been more free,
C                                       Em         D
Fired up my daddy's lighter and we sang oh-woah-oh-woah-ohh.


G
Stayed there till they forced us out,
G
We took the long way to your house,
    C
And I can still hear the sound,
       Em           D
Of you saying don't go.

Chorus:
G
When I think about you,
D
I think about 17,
Em
I think about my old Jeep,
C
I think about the stars in the sky.
Em                 D
Funny how a melody sounds like a memory,
G                      C    G           Am  Am
Like a soundtrack to a July Saturday night,
G         C        G         C
Springsteen.

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

Chorus:
G
When you think about me,
D
Do you think about 17,
Em
Do you think about my old Jeep,
C
Think about the stars in the sky.
Em                 D
Funny how a melody sounds like a memory,
G                      C    G           Am  Am
Like a soundtrack to a July Saturday night,
G         C  G           C
Springsteen, Springsteen.

Interlude:
G                  G                 C                  
Em   D
Whoah-oh-oh-oh-oh, Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh, Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh, Ohh-ohh.

Outro:
Em                     D
Funny how a melody sounds like a memory
G                        C    G       Am  Am
Like a soundtrack to a July Saturday night
G           C       G          C
Springsteen,
G           C
Springsteen
     G        C
Oh Springsteen


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Em   D
Whoah-oh-oh-oh-oh, Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh, Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh, Ohh-ohh. x4
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