Thunder & Lightnin’

Let me tell the story, so at least you know it all,
About a mountain boy from Cosby, famed for runnin alcohol,
Roaring the red dirt backwood tracks, we called “Thunder Road,”
Pappaw made the shine from creeks, and Jimmy ran the law,

Just as sun was risin, a hundred agents laid in wait,
His trunk filled with 100 proof, tires spinnin just as fast,
Thunder was his engine and lightnin was his load,
Lightning crashed in the sky and thunder was his fate,

Sometimes from up in Harlan, down to Scruffy Town,
The revenuers raced him always, but never run him down,
Just when they thought they’d caught him, his engine would explode,
Leave em like they were standing still on red dirt “Thunder Road,”

Just as sun was risin, a hundred agents laid in wait,
His trunk filled with 100 proof, boot heavy on the gas,
Thunder was his engine and lightnin was his load,
Lightning crashed in the sky and thunder was his fate,

Roaring from Haze the holler, he screamed for Maynardville,
With lawmen on his taillights, and roadblocks up ahead,
Blazing into Scruffy Town, agents in pursuit,
He left the road at 90, that’s all there is to say,

Just as sun was risin, a hundred agents laid in wait,
His trunk filled with 100 proof, tires spinnin just as fast,
Thunder was his engine and lightnin was his load,
Lightning crashed in the sky and thunder was his fate,

Just as Sun was risin, a hundred agents laid in wait,
His trunk filled with 100 proof, tires spinnin just as fast,
Thunder was his engine and lightnin was his load,
Lightnin crashed in the sky and thunder was his fate,