| Thunder on the mountain, and there’s fires on the moon
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| A ruckus in the alley and the sun will be here soon
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| Today’s the day, where I’m gonna grab my trombone and blow
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| Well, there’s hot stuff here and it’s everywhere I go
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| I was thinking about Alicia Keys, couldn’t keep from crying
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| When she was born in Hell’s Kitchen, I was living down the line
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| I’m wondering where in the world Alicia Keys could be I been looking for her even clear through Tennessee
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| Feel like my soul is beginning to expand
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| Look into my heart and you will sort of understand
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| You brought me here, now you’re trying to turn me away
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| The writing on the wall, come read it, come see what it does say
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| Thunder on the mountain, rolling like a drum
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| Going to sleep over there, that’s where the music is coming from
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| I don’t need any guide, I already know the way
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| Remember this, I’m your servant both night and day
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| The pistols are popping and the power is down
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| I’d like to try something but I’m so far from town
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| The sun keeps shining and the North Wind keeps picking up speed
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| Gonna forget about myself for a while, gonna go out and see what others need
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| I’ve been sitting down studying the art of love
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| I think it will fit me like a glove
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| I want some real good woman to do just what I say
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| Everybody got to wonder what’s the matter with this cruel world today
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| Thunder on the mountain rolling to the ground
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| Gonna get up in the morning walk the hard road down
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| Some sweet day I’ll stand beside my King
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| I wouldn’t betray your love or any other thing
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| Gonna raise me an army, some tough sons of bitches
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| I’ll recruit my army from the orphanages
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| I been to St. Herman’s church, said my religious vows
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| As I’ve sucked the milk out of a thousand cows
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| I’ve got the pork chops, she’s got the pie
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| She ain’t no angel and neither am I Shame on your greed, shame on your wicked schemes
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| I’ll say this, I don’t give a damn about your dreams
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| Thunder on the mountain heavy as can be Mean old twister bearing down on me All the ladies in Washington scrambling to get out of town
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| Looks like something bad is going to happen, better roll your airplane down
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| Everybody going and I want to go too
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| Don’t wanna take a chance with somebody new
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| I did all I could, I did it right there and then
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| I’ve already confessed, no need to confess again
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| Gonna make a lot of money, gonna go up North
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| I’ll plant and I’ll harvest what the earth brings forth
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| The hammer’s on the table, the pitchfork’s on the shelf
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| For the love of God, you ought to take pity on yourself. |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Thunder on the Mountain , by - Wanda Jackson. Song from the album The Party Ain't Over, in the genre Иностранный рок