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I can tell the story I can tell it all about the mountian
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 boy who ran illegal alcchol his daddy made the whiskey
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 his son he drove the load when his engine roared they
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 called the highway thunder road sometimes into ashville
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 sometimes memphis town the revenuers chased him but they
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 never brought him down each time they thought they had
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 him his engine would explode and he'd go by like they
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 were standing still on thunder road (chorus) and there 
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was thunder thunder over thunder road thunder was his
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 engine and white lightning was his load there was
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 moonshine moonshine to quench the devils thirst the law 
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they swore they'd get him but the devil got him first. on
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 the first on april 1954 a  fedral man sent word that he'd'
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 make his run no more he sent 200 agents covering the
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 state which ever road he'd try to take they'd get him

 sure as fate son his daddy told him make this run your
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 last the tank is filled with 100 proof your all tuned up 

and gassed now don't take any chances if you can't get
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 thru I'd rather have you back again than all that

 mountian dew roaring out of Harlem reving up his mill he
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 shot the gap at Cumberland and screamed by Maynardsville
 
 with G men on his tail lights road blocks up ahead the
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 mountian boy took roads that day that angles fear to

 tread blazing through knoxville out on Kingston's pike
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 then right outside of Beardings they made thier fatal

 strike he left the road at 90 that's all there is to say
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 the devil got the moonshine and the mountian boy that day (chorus)
an old robert mitchum song hope you enjoy WDB