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From: Rlbensonjr@aol.com
Date: Thu, 20 Jan 2000 12:51:39 EST
Subject: SONG SUBMISSION

HERE'S THE CHORDED VERSION ON THUNDER ROAD
TRANSPOSED BY RICK BENSON


THE BALLAD OF THUNDER ROAD 
BY ROBERT MITCHUM 
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NOW LET ME TELL THE STORY, I CAN TELL IT ALL 
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ABOUT THE MOUNTAIN BOY WHO RAN ILLEGAL ALCOHOL

HIS DADDY MADE THE WHISKEY, SON, HE DROVE THE LOAD
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WHEN HIS ENGINE ROARED, 
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THEY CALLED THE HIGHWAY THUNDER ROAD. 
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SOMETIMES INTO ASHVILLE, SOMETIMES MEMPHIS TOWN
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THE REVENOORS CHASED HIM BUT THEY COULDN'T RUN HIM 
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DOWN
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EACH TIME THEY THOUGHT THEY HAD HIM, 

HIS ENGINE WOULD EXPLODE
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HE'D GO BY LIKE THEY WERE STANDIN' STILL ON THUNDER 
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ROAD.
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AND THERE WAS THUNDER, THUNDER OVER THUNDER ROAD
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THUNDER WAS HIS ENGINE, AND WHITE LIGHTNING WAS HIS 

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LOAD

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THERE WAS MOONSHINE, MOONSHINE TO QUENCH THE DEVIL'S THIRST
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THE LAW THEY SWORE THEY'D GET HIM, BUT THE DEVIL GOT 
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HIM FIRST.
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ON THE FIRST OF APRIL, NINETEEN FIFTY-FOUR
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A FEDERAL MAN SENT WORD HE'D BETTER MAKE HIS RUN NO 
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MORE

HE SAID TWO HUNDRED AGENTS WERE COVERIN' THE STATE
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WHICHEVER ROAD HE TRIED TO TAKE, THEY'D GET HIM SURE AS 
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FATE.

SON, HIS DADDY TOLD HIM, MAKE THIS RUN YOUR LAST
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YOUR TANK IS FILLED WITH HUNDRED-PROOF, 
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YOU'RE ALL TUNED UP AND GASSED

NOW, DON'T TAKE ANY CHANCES, IF YOU CAN'T GET THROUGH
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I'D RATHER HAVE YOU BACK AGAIN THAN ALL THAT MOUNTAIN 

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DEW
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ROARIN' OUT OF HARLAN, REVVING' UP HIS MILL
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HE SHOT THE GAP AT CUMBERLAND, 
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AND SCREAMED BY MAYNORDSVILLE

WITH G-MEN ON HIS TAILLIGHTS, ROADBLOCKS UP AHEAD
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THE MOUNTAIN BOY TOOK ROADS THAT EVEN ANGELS FEARED 
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TO TREAD.

BLAZING' RIGHT THROUGH KNOXVILLE, OUT ON KINGSTON PIKE
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THEN RIGHT OUTSIDE OF BEARDON, THEY MADE THE FATAL 
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STRIKE

HE LEFT THE ROAD AT NINETY, THAT'S ALL THERE IS TO SAY
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THE DEVIL GOT THE MOONSHINE AND THE MOUNTAIN BOY 
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THAT DAY

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