Chords for Thunder on the Mountain

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_ _ _ _ _ _ and the moon, the ruckus in the alley and the summer in the city.
[Eb] Today's the day I'm
gonna grab my trumbo [Bb] and blow.
_ _ [F] Well, it's hot stuff here, and it's [Bb] everywhere I go.
I was thinking about Alicia Keys.
Couldn't keep from crying when she was born in Hill's Kitchen.
I was living [Eb] down the line.
I'm wondering where in the world Alicia [Bb] Keys could be.
_ _ [F] I've been looking for her even clear [Bb] through Tennessee.
_ _ Feel like my soul is beginning to expand.
Took you to my heart and you would sort of [Eb] understand.
You brought me here, now you're trying to [Bb] run away.
_ _ _ [F] The writing on the wall, come read it, [Bb] come see what it say. _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ Thunder on [Gm] the mountain road, remember [Bb] drum gonna sleep over there.
That's where the music coming [Eb] from, I don't need any guide.
I already [Bb] know the way.
_ _ [F] Remember this, I'm your servant cause [Bb] night and day.
_ The pistols are popping and the power's down.
I'd like to try something but I'm so far from [Eb] town.
The sun keeps shining in the north wind keep [Bb] picking up speed.
_ _ [F] Don't forget about myself for a while, go out and see what others [Bb] need.
_ _ I've been sitting down studying the art of love.
I think it'll fit me like a glove.
[Eb] I want some real good woman to do just what [Bb] I say.
_ [F] Everybody got to wonder what's the matter with this good woman today. _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ Thunder on the mountain rolling through the ground.
Gonna get up in the morning, walk the high road [Eb] down.
Some sweet day I'll stand beside [Bb] my king.
_ [Eb] _ [F] I would betray your love or any other [Bb] thing.
_ _ Gonna raise me an army, some tough sons of bitches.
I'll recruit my army from the orphanages.
I've been to St.
Herman's Church, said my religious vows.
_ [F] I sucked the milk out of a [Bb] thousand cows.
_ [Bb] I got the pork chops, she got the pie.
[Gm] She ain't no angel and neither is [Eb] mine.
Shame on your breed, shame on your [Bb] wicked schemes.
_ _ [F] I'll say this, I don't give a damn [Bb] about your dreams.
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_ [Bb] _ _ _ _ Thunder on the mountain, hell as can be.
Mean old twister, bring it down on me.
[Eb] All the ladies in Washington are scrambling to [Bb] get out of town.
Look [F] like something bad's gonna happen down the road, you'll hear a [Bb] scream [Eb] now.
_ _ Everybody going in, I wanna go too.
Gonna wanna take a chance, give me something I can do.
I did all I could, I did it right [Bb] there and then.
_ [F] I've already confessed, no need to confess [Bb] again.
_ Gonna make a lot of money, gonna go up north.
I plan to tear down all the houses, one day you'll see me [Eb] exposed.
The hammer's on the table, the kids' folks [Bb] on the shelf.
_ [F] For the love of God, God take pity [Bb] on yourself. _ _ _ _ _
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God take pity on yourself. _ _ _ _ _ _ _