G Thunder on the mountain, and there's fires on the moon a ruckus in the alley and the sun will be here soonC G Today's the day, gonna grab my trombone and blowD G Well, there's hot stuff here and it's everywhere I goG I was thinkin' 'bout Alicia Keys, couldn't keep from crying When she was born in Hell's Kitchen, I was living down the lineC G I'm wondering where in the world Alicia Keys could beD G I been looking for her even clear through TennesseeG Feel like my soul is beginning to expand Look into my heart and you will sort of understandC G You brought me here, now you're trying to run me awayD G The writing on the wall, come read it, come see what it say [Instrumental]G G G G C C G G D D G G [Verse]G Thunder on the mountain, rollin' like [a] drum Gonna sleep over there, that's where the music coming fromC G I don't need any guide, I already know the wayD G Remember this, I'm your servant both night and dayG The pistols are poppin' and the power is down I'd like to try somethin' but I'm so far from townC G The sun keeps shinin' and the North Wind keeps picking up speedD G Gonna forget about myself for a while, gonna go out and see what others needG I've been sittin' down studyin' the art of love I think it will fit me like a gloveC G I want some real good woman to do just what I sayD G Everybody got to wonder what's the matter with this cruel world today [Instrumental]G G G G C C G G D D G G [Verse]G Thunder on the mountain rolling to the ground Gonna get up in the morning walk the hard road downC G Some sweet day I'll stand beside my kingD G I wouldn't betray your love or any other thingG Gonna raise me an army, some tough sons of bitches I'll recruit my army from the orphanagesC G I been to St. Herman's church, said my religious vowsD G I've sucked the milk out of [a] thousand cowsG I got the porkchops, she got the pie She ain't no angel and neither am IC G Shame on your greed, shame on your wicked schemesD G I'll say this, I don't give a damn about your dreams [Instrumental]G G G G C C G G D D G G [Verse]G Thunder on the mountain heavy as can be Mean old twister bearing down on meC G All the ladies in Washington scrambling to get out of townD G Looks like something bad gonna happen, better roll your airplane downG Everybody going and I want to go too Don't wanna take a chance with somebody newC G I did all I could, I did it right there and thenD G I've already confessed - no need to confess againG Gonna make a lot of money, gonna go up north I'll plant and I'll harvest what the earth brings forthC G The hammer's on the table, the pitchfork's on the shelfD G For the love of God, you ought to take pity on yourself
Thunder On The Mountain
Bob Dylan
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