C D C D

[Verse]
C                    D
Red hot, jet black top
Em
Sunset in your eyes
C                        D
Rock 'n' roll on the radio
Em
Keeping perfect time
        D           C
With the hum of the engine
                  D
Girl everything's fixing up right
            C
There ain't nothing left to do
On a small town Friday night
So let's try

[Chorus]
            D       C  D
What you say we gas up
              C
Heavy on the hammer
               D
Let the horses run
              C         D
Baby turn the track up
                 C
Then it makes us feel
                         D
The way that Springsteen does
             C
Yeah, little born in the USA
In the middle of a wide open two-lane
       D
Can't nothing spark a flame in two hearts
      C        D       C  G  D
Like guitars and gasoline

[Verse]
C                           D
You got the shotgun dance show
Em                      D
I got that console laying
 C                          D
The way you keep getting closer
Em
It's hard to keep it in between
D                 C
The white and the yellow
                 D
Girl I say let's blow right past
     Em
That welcome sign to the county line
C
And never look back

[Chorus]
C                     D
What you say we gas up
              C
Heavy on the hammer
         G         D
Let the horses run
              C        D
Baby turn the track up
                 C
Then it makes us feel
                         D
The way that Springsteen does
             C
Yeah, little born in the USA
In the middle of a wide open two-lane
       D
Can't nothing spark a flame in two hearts
       C      D       C   G  D
Like guitars and gasoline
      C    D     C       G   D
Fast cars and bending strings

[Solo Chords]
C D

[Chorus]
C                      D
What you say we gas up
              C                     D
Flying like a bullet shot out of a gun
             C        D
Baby turn the track up
                  C
Then it makes us feel
                         D
The way that Springsteen does
G            C
Yeah, little born in the USA
In the middle of a wide open two-lane
       D
Can't nothing spark a flame in two hearts
     C       D     C    G  D
Like guitars and gasoline
     C      D       C   G  D
Like guitars and gasoline