Thunderbird Lyrics - Steve Azar

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