Текст песни Bob Dylan - Thunder on the Mountain

Modern Times
Жанр: Rock / Folk-Rock
Исполнитель: Bob Dylan
Альбом: Modern Times
Длительность: 05:56
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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 Alicia Keys, couldn't keep from crying When she was born in Hell's Kitchen, I was living down the line I'm wondering where in the world Alicia Keys could be I been looking for her 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 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 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 I've been sitting down studying the art of love I think it will fit me like a glove I want some real good woman to do just what I say Everybody got to wonder what's the matter with this cruel world today 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 my King I wouldn't betray your love or any other thing Gonna raise me an army, some tough sons of bitches I'll recruit my army from the orphanages I been to St. Herman's church, said my religious vows As I've sucked the milk out of a thousand cows 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 Washington scrambling to get out of town Looks like something bad is going to happen, better roll your airplane 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 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.
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