(CN.C.)What a night for a dance, you know I’m a danc ing ma chine.

With a fire in my bones and the sweet taste of ker o sene.

I get lost in the night so high I don’t wan na come down

to face the loss of the good thing that I have found.

Woo, hoo, hoo.

Woo, hoo, hoo.

In the dark of the night I can hear you a call ing my name.

With the hard est of hearts I don’t still feel e ven full of pain.

So I drink and I smoke and I ask you if you’re ev er a round

e ven though it was me were who drove us right in the ground.

See, the time we shared, it was pre cious to me but all the while I was (B)dream ing of rev el ry.

(Ooh.)

Born to run ba by, run like a stream down a moun tain my side.

With the wind on my back I don’t ev er e ven bat an eye.

Just I know it was you all a long who had a hold of my heart

but the de mon and me were the best of friends in the start.

So, the time we shared, it was pre cious to me but all the while I was (B)dream ing of rev el ry.

(Ooh.)

Born to run (F#m7)Dream ing of rev el ry.

(Ooh.)

And I told my self, “Boy, a way you go.” It rained so hard it felt like snow.

Ev ’ry thing came, uh, tum bling down on me.

In the back of the woods, in the dark of the night, the pale ness of the old moon light, ev ’ry thing just felt so in com plete

dream ing of rev el ry,

dream ing of rev el ry,

dream ing of rev el ry,

dream ing of rev el ry.