Thunderbird Songtext
von Richard Murray

THUNDERBIRD


Cannonball cannonball clouds in the sky
Let fly the Thunderbird, Let fly the Thunderbird
To rile up the wild blue
Travelin′ on travelin' on in slow motion
But I can see now, clear to the ocean
Here she comes, Here she comes and time starts standin′
Beating wings, sweeping low, never landing
She flew away, flew away some years ago
But if I ever took another, she'd surely blow
Through my brain raisin' cain where once was mendin′
Like so many times before, on a day like war neverending
Cannonball cannonball clouds in the sky
She left me hiding, left me high, and left me dry
But I′m hung up, yeah I'm hung up on the Thunderbird
Arms raised to the rain everytime she came
To trouble my world