Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Thunder on the Mountain, artist - Wanda Jackson. Album song The Party Ain't Over, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 20.01.2011
Record label: Third Man
Song language: English
Thunder on the Mountain |
Thunder on the mountain, and there’s fires on the moon |
A ruckus in the alley and the sun will be here soon |
Today’s the day, where I’m gonna grab my trombone and blow |
Well, there’s hot stuff here and it’s everywhere I go |
I was thinking about Alicia Keys, couldn’t keep from crying |
When she was born in Hell’s Kitchen, I was living down the line |
I’m wondering where in the world Alicia Keys could be I been looking for her even clear through Tennessee |
Feel like my soul is beginning to expand |
Look into my heart and you will sort of understand |
You brought me here, now you’re trying to turn me away |
The writing on the wall, come read it, come see what it does say |
Thunder on the mountain, rolling like a drum |
Going to sleep over there, that’s where the music is coming from |
I don’t need any guide, I already know the way |
Remember this, I’m your servant both night and day |
The pistols are popping and the power is down |
I’d like to try something but I’m so far from town |
The sun keeps shining and the North Wind keeps picking up speed |
Gonna forget about myself for a while, gonna go out and see what others need |
I’ve been sitting down studying the art of love |
I think it will fit me like a glove |
I want some real good woman to do just what I say |
Everybody got to wonder what’s the matter with this cruel world today |
Thunder on the mountain rolling to the ground |
Gonna get up in the morning walk the hard road down |
Some sweet day I’ll stand beside my King |
I wouldn’t betray your love or any other thing |
Gonna raise me an army, some tough sons of bitches |
I’ll recruit my army from the orphanages |
I been to St. Herman’s church, said my religious vows |
As I’ve sucked the milk out of a thousand cows |
I’ve got the pork chops, she’s got the pie |
She ain’t no angel and neither am I Shame on your greed, shame on your wicked schemes |
I’ll say this, I don’t give a damn about your dreams |
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 |
Looks like something bad is going to happen, better roll your airplane down |
Everybody going and I want to go too |
Don’t wanna take a chance with somebody new |
I did all I could, I did it right there and then |
I’ve already confessed, no need to confess again |
Gonna make a lot of money, gonna go up North |
I’ll plant and I’ll harvest what the earth brings forth |
The hammer’s on the table, the pitchfork’s on the shelf |
For the love of God, you ought to take pity on yourself. |