Thunder On The Mountain – Wanda Jackson & Jack White (originally by Bob Dylan)

Thunder on the mountain, and there’s fires on the moon
A ruckus in the alley and the sun will be here soon
Today’s the day, where I’m gonna grab my trombone and blow
Well, there’s hot stuff here and it’s everywhere I go

I was thinking about Jerry Lee, couldn’t keep from crying
When he was born in Hell’s Kitchen, I was living down the line
I’m wondering where in the world Jerry Lee could be
I been looking for him even clear through Tennessee

Feel like my soul is beginning to expand
Look into my heart and you will sort of understand
You brought me here, now you’re trying to turn me away
The writing on the wall, come read it, come see what it does say

I’ve got the pork chops, she’s got the pie
She ain’t no angel and neither am I
Shame on your greed, shame on your wicked schemes
I’ll say this, I don’t give a damn about your dreams

Thunder on the mountain heavy as can be
Mean old twister bearing down on me
All the ladies in Oklahoma scrambling to get out of town
Looks like a thunder of love, better roll your windows down

Everybody going and I want to go too
Don’t wanna take a chance with somebody new
I did all I could, I did it right there and then
I’ve already confessed, no need to confess again

Thunder on the mountain rolling to the ground
Gonna get up in the morning walk the hard road down
Some sweet day I’ll stand beside the King
I wouldn’t betray your love or any other thing

The pistols are popping and the power is down
I’d like to try something but I’m so far from town
The sun keeps shining and the North Wind keeps picking up speed
Gonna forget about myself for a while, gonna go out and see what others need

Gonna make a lot of money, gonna go up North
I’ll plant and I’ll harvest what the earth brings forth
The hammer’s on the table, the pitchfork’s on the shelf
For the love of God, you ought to take pity on yourself

I’ve been sitting down studying the art of love
I think it will fit me like a glove
I want some real good man to do just what I say
Everybody got to wonder what’s the matter with this world today

Thunder on the mountain, rolling like a drum
Going to sleep over there, that’s where the music is coming from
I don’t need any guide, I already know the way
Remember this, I’m your servant both night and day
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