| Thunderbird, moving like a cloud
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| Making all the rains calm down
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| Thunderbird, fire in your eyes
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| Every time the big drum bounce
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| Only so much I can see
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| You’ve always been a mystery
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| Woman, moving a cloud
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| Dancing with the sun lights down
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| Won’t you take me on the wind
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| If I could only fly somehow
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| Only so much I can see
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| You’ll always be a mystery
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| Thunderbird rising like a storm
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| Making all the rivers swell
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| Cold shadows on the earth
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| In the grass where rail rolls fell
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| Only so much I can see
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| Some things are a mystery
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| Only so much I can see
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| You’ll always be a mystery
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| Woman, sleeping like a cloud
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| Dreaming off a greener world
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| Thunderbird sleeping for her spell
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| Dreaming off a greener world
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| Only so much I can see
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| You’ll always be a mystery
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| Only so much I can see
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| You’ll always be a mystery
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| Thunderbird |