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From: nsm14@cus.cam.ac.uk (Nick Munn)
From memory; lyrics/chords open to correction.
No Surrender -- Bruce Springsteen
Key: F
Intro:
| F | C | Bb | Bb | F | C | Bb | Bb |
Verse:
F C
Well, we busted out of class, had to get away from the fools
Bb F C
We learned more from a 3 minute record, baby, than we ever learned in school
F
Tonight I hear that neighbourhood drummer sound
C
I can feel my heart begin to pound
Bb
You say you're tired and you just want to close your eyes
F C
And follow your dreams down
Chorus:
F C Bb F
Well, we made a promise, swore we'd always remember
Bb C F
No retreat, baby, no surrender
F C Bb F
Like soldiers on a winter's night with a vow to defend
Bb C F
No retreat, baby, no surrender
Verse 2:
Well now young faces grow sad and old and hearts of fire grow cold
We swore blood brothers against the wind, I'm ready to grow young again
And hear your sister's voice calling us home across the open yard
Maybe we'll find someplace of our own with these drums and these guitars
Chorus:
Well, we made a promise, swore we'd always remember,
No retreat, baby, no surrender
Blood brothers on a stormy night with a vow to remember
No retreat, baby, no surrender.
Bridge:
F C
Lay lay lay lay lay lay, lay lay lay lay lay lay
F C Bb
Lay lay lay lay lay lay, lay lay lay lay lay lay
F C
Lay lay lay lay lay lay, lay lay lay lay lay lay
F Bb C
Lay lay lay lay lay lay, lay lay lay lay lay lay
Verse 3:
Well on the streets tonight, the light's growing dim
The walls of my room are closing in
There's a war outside still raging, you say it ain't ours anymore to win,
I want to sleep beneath the peaceful skies in my lover's bed
With that wild open country in our eyes and those romantic dreams in my head
Chorus:
Well we made a promise, swore we'd always remember,
No retreat, baby, no surrender
Blood brothers on a stormy night with a vow to remember
No retreat, baby, no surrender.
Nick Munn
nsm14@cam.ac.uk
"Throw the theologians in the cellar and bring more oysters and hot sauce!"
-- Garrison Keillor, The Book of Guys
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