Steve Azar - Thunderbird Lyrics

Down a lonesome Georgia highway

Ridin' on a mountain breeze

You can feel that engine roarin'

You can hear them tires scream

Thunderbird

Legend has it, it was twilight

Some thirty years ago

They say Mary's momma begged her

Please don't ride in Billy Joe's

Thunderbird

But the race was on that Friday night

Mary had to be by Billy's side

Everybody in that Georgia town

Knew that Thunderbird could fly

He pulled up beside that Chevy

Just like he'd done a thousand times

They say Billy Joe kissed Mary

Then blew that Chevy off the line

Thunderbird

But the race was on that Friday night

Mary had to be by Billy's side

Everybody in that Georgia town

Knew that Thunderbird could fly

No one knows what really happened

Or why Billy Joe drove off the edge

They say the whole town searched for hours

But they never found the wreck

Thunderbird

Down a lonesome Georgia highway

Ridin' on a mountain breeze

You can feel that engine roarin'

You can hear them tires scream

Thunderbird

Oh, Thunderbird

Thunderbird

Oh, Thunderbird