My Thunderbird by
John Hiatt, June 2005 Master of Disaster CD
slide show
with music off site
My Thunderbird, my Thunderbird
Put your head on my shoulder
Don't say a word
We'll cut across town in my Thunderbird
There's a burial ground
Beneath a cattle herd
Mr. Henry Ford's building me a Thunderbird
My Thunderbird, my Thunderbird
Put your head on my shoulder
Don't say a word
We'll cut across the county in my Thunderbird
We're from Pennsylvania
Welsh men of words
My daddy drove a Desoto
I drive a Thunderbird
My Thunderbird, my Thunderbird
She's the voice of the future
Baby, have you heard
Tomorrow's taken wing on my Thunderbird
My Thunderbird, my Thunderbird
Put your head on my shoulder
Don't say a word
We'll cut across town in my Thunderbird
Got electric windows
Tilt away wheel
Slide across the bucket seat
For that sexy leather feel of
My Thunderbird, my Thunderbird
Put your head on my shoulder
Don't say a word
We'll cut across town in my Thunderbird
From the old Volkswagen
Back to the Model T
Why alot of men have died
Just so you could ride with me in
My Thunderbird, my Thunderbird
She drives like a dream
Baby rest assured
It don't get any better than a Thunderbird
My daddy was a salesman
My brother was too
I would sell anything
Just to try to stay with you
But not my Thunderbird
No not my Thunderbird
Willy Loman's saying something
I can't hear a word
I'm going too fast in my Thunderbird
They make 'em that way
Yeah they make 'em that way
Well they make 'em that way
Yeah they make 'em that way
Well they make 'em that way
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Fun, Fun, Fun
Song Lyrics written & sung by The
Beach Boys
Well she got her daddy’s car
And she cruised through the hamburger stand now
Seems she forgot all about the library
Like she told her old man now
And with the radio blasting
Goes cruising just as fast as she can now
And she’ll have fun fun fun
’til her daddy takes the T-bird
away
(fun fun fun ’til her daddy takes the T-bird
away)
Well the girls can’t stand her
’cause she walks looks and drives like an ace now
(she walks like an ace now she walks like an ace)
She makes the indy 500 look like a roman chariot race now
(she looks like an ace now she looks like an ace)
A lotta guys try to catch her
But she leads them on a wild goose chase now
(she drives like an ace now she drives like an ace)
And she’ll have fun fun fun
’til her daddy takes the T-bird away
(fun fun fun ’til her daddy takes the T-bird
away)
Well you knew all along
That your dad was gettin’ wise to you now
(you shouldn’t have lied now you shouldn’t have lied)
And since he took your set of keys
You’ve been thinking that your fun is all through now
(you shouldn’t have lied now you shouldn’t have lied)
But you can come along with me
’cause we gotta a lot of things to do now
(you shouldn’t have lied now you shouldn’t have lied)
And we’ll have fun fun fun now that daddy took the t-bird
away
(fun fun fun now that daddy took the t-bird
away)
And we’ll have fun fun fun now that daddy took the t-bird away
(fun fun fun now that daddy took the t-bird
away)
(fun fun now that daddy took the t-bird away)
(fun fun now that daddy took the t-bird away)
(fun fun now that daddy took the t-bird away)
(fun fun now that daddy took the t-bird away)
(fun fun now that daddy took the t-bird away)
(fun fun now that daddy took the t-bird away)
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Pink Thunderbird
Sung by Gene Vincent
and The Blue Caps (1957)
( Gene owned a T-Bird. He bought it with his first 1956 royality check)
I got a pink Thunderbird with a
red fur seat
Well, a-baby it's mine
I got a new brick house with a two car port
Well, a-baby that's mine too
I got a bank account, well baby, filled with green
Well, a-baby it's all mine
[Chorus]
There ain't nothing I got baby you don't need
Well, anything I got baby, you can have it
Anything I got baby, you can use
Anything I got baby, you can have it
If you'll only say; I do, I do, I do, I do
(Rock!)
I got a big white yacht at the edge of the lake
Well, a-baby that's mine
I got a million cows, lowing all the time
Well, a-baby they're mine too
I got a factory and an airplane too
Well, a-baby they're all mine
[Chorus]
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Black and White Thunderbird
Song Lyrics written & sung by the
Delicates (1959)(Denise, Peggy and Arleen).
more on the Delicates
& the song
Beep Beep Beep Beep Thunderbird
Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep a dee da beep
Beep Beep yeah beep beep.
save some money find yourself a car
save a little more
then I bought me a car
it was a black and white thunderbird so new,
black and white thunderbird so cool.
black and white thunder bird happy as I can be
ah huh ah huh,
well I drove down the street a ?? my guy.
?? saw other cars and oh me omy
she's got a black and white thunderbird at last
black and white thunderbird real fast
black and white thunderbird
happy as we can be
ah huh ah huh
putt putt putt putt putt a da da putt
putt putt putt putt putt a da da putt
putt putt putt putt putt ada d a putt
putt putt putt putt thunderbird
putt putt putt putt putt a da da da
putt putt yeah putt putt
all of these think I'm a big wheel
'cause I cruise around in my automobile
yes my black and white thunderbird can't beat eww
black and white thunderbird its real neat
black and white thunderbird
man you out'a see me ah huh ah huh
well I go around,,
around the town
I go up the street and then I came down
in my black and white thunderbird
its great in my black and white thunderbird
yeah man
black and white thunderbird
Chicks all envy me
ah huh ah huh
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah da yeah
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah da yeah
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah da yeah
yeah yeah yeah yeah thunderbird
yeah yeah yeah
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah da yeah
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
jacking around and I'm really on the run
a picking up my 2 friends
ew what fun
in my black & white thunderbird so great
in my black & white thunderbird can't wait
to be back in my thunderbird
making my muffler sound
ah huh ah huh
beep beep beep beepbeep a dee da beep
beep beep beep beepbeep a dee da beep eow
beep beep beep beepbeep a dee da beep
beep beep beep beep thunderbird
beep beep beep beepbeep a dee da beep
beep beep yeah beep beep
beep beep beep beepbeep a dee da beep ...
.....
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First Love (about his 55 T-bird)
written and sung by Alan
Jackson (2002)
I was fifteen, she was eighteen
The prettiest thing I'd ever seen in my life
I loved her at first sight
I found her in Marietta, a town north of Atlanta
I brought her home to see my folks
They loved her too
We were together for a long time
Thought it would be for all time
But things change and rearrang
She had to go
She left me cryin' in '79
An airline pilot, in Carolina
I was a wreck, can't drive a check
It broke my heart
My first love was an older woman
There's been many since
But there'll never be another
Built in 1955, snowshoe white, overdrive
I never should've sold her, I'll always love her
She was mine
Years went by, teardrops dried
I got her back, I was surprised
In '93, a gift to me on Christmas Eve
We were both older, so I restored her
Could've sold her, for a lot more
But I will never she's mine forever
Until I go
My first love was an older woman
There's been many since
But there'll never be another
Built in 1955, snowshoe white, overdrive
I never should've sold her, I'll always love her
She was mine
I'll never sell her she's mine forever
I love her so
[In bold above are the clues that identify the
song as a Thunderbird song.]
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Silver Thunderbird
Lyrics sung by Marc Cohn(1991)
Watched it coming up Winslow
Down South Park Boulevard
Yeah it was looking good from tail to hood
Great big fins and painted steel
Man it looked just like the Batmobile
With my old man behind the wheel
Well you could hardly even see him
In all of that chrome
The man with the plan and the pocket comb
But every night it carried him home
And I could hear him sayin’….
(Chorus)
Don’t gimme no Buick
Son you must take my word
If there’s a God in heaven
He’s got a Silver Thunderbird
You can keep your Eldorados
And the foreign car’s absurd
Me I wanna go down
In a Silver Thunderbird
He got up every morning
While I was still asleep
But I remember the sound of him shuffling around
Then right before the crack of dawn
I heard him turn the motor on
But when I got up they were gone
Down the road in the rain and snow
The man and his machine would go
Oh the secrets that old car would know
Sometimes I hear him sayin’…
(Chorus)
I still hear him sayin'....
(Chorus)
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The Blonde In the Blue T-bird
Written by Walter
Egan (1978 - background vocals by Stevie
Nicks)
A moonlight night, the highway shines
A pair of beams approaches mine
And as she pulls up close
We share a glance; my heart awoke
The blonde in the blue T-Bird (blue
Thunderbird)
The blonde in the blue T-Bird
The blonde in the blue T-Bird
We drove along a long, a long way
I followed in my Chevrolet
And soon it became clear
The reason why she brought me here
The blonde in the blue T-bird
The blonde in the blue T-bird
The blonde in the blue T-bird
And in the dawn my car looks fine
A night of love can make it shine
But as my engine whines
The blue T-bird is on my mind
The blonde in the blue T-bird
The blonde in the blue T-bird
The blonde in the blue T-bird
The blonde in the blue T-bird
The blonde in the blue T-bird
The blonde in the blue T-bird
(Blue Thunderbird, Blue Thunderbird)
(Blue Thunderbird, Blue Thunderbird)
(Blue Thunderbird...)
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Bop written by Paul Davis and Jennifer
Kimball
Sung by Dan Seals
Put On Your Boppin Socks Baby
Roll Up Your Old Blue Jeans
Theres a Band Playin Down At The Armorie
Who Knows What Boppin Rope Really Means
I Wanna Ride In Your 55 T-Bird
Ride Through Some Old Memories
I Ain't After Your Body Baby
I Just Want You To Dance With Me
{CHORUS}
{{I Wanna Bop With Ya Baby All Night Long
I Wanna Bop The Night Away
I Wanna Make It A Night Like It Used To Be
When Are Hearts Were Young And Our Souls Were Free
Put on your bobby socks baby
Roll up your old blue jeans
There's a band playing down at the Armory
That knows what rock-n-roll really means
I wanna ride in your '55 T-bird
Drive through some old memories
I ain't after your body baby
I just want you to dance with me
I wanna bop with you baby all night long
I wanna bop the night away
I wanna make it a night like it used to be
When our hearts were young and our souls were free
I wanna bop with you baby all night long
I wanna be-bop you baby till the brink of dawn
I wanna bop with you baby all night long
I've got an old photograph in my pocket
We were still in our teens
Lord knows I feel a lot older now
But you still look the same to me
Hunny you don't ever laugh like you used to
And I don't want to see you blue
If you ain't busy tonight and you think it's all right
This is what I want to do
I wanna bop with you baby all night long
I wanna bop the night away
I wanna make it a night like it used to be
Oh when our hearts were young and free
I wanna bop with you baby all night long
I wanna be-bop you baby till the brink of dawn
I wanna bop with you baby all night long
Let's twist and shout
Oh just like in the good ol' days
Baby watch out, you know I just can't stand it
When you look at me that way
I want to bop with you baby all night long
I want to be-bop you baby till the brink of dawn
I want to bop with you baby all night
I want to bop with you baby all night long
I want to be-bop you baby till the brink of dawn
I want to make it a night like it used to be
When our hearts were young and our souls were free
I want to bop with you baby all night long
I want to be-bop you baby till the brink of dawn
I want to make it a night like it used to be
When our hearts were young and free
Dan
Seals cd
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Red Thunderbird by Michael
Holloway
on Left Out Music/Nightfly Publishing, BMI - 1998
She’s built for comfort
She’s built for speed
She’s the whole enchilada
Everything that I need
Her curves are rounded
She’s low to the ground
There ain’t nothing can touch her
She’s the fastest around
She’s fully loaded
With cruise control
But when I step on the gas
She’s ready to roll
She’s got fuel injection
Hundred twenty in third
Feels like I’m leaving the ground
In this Red Thunderbird
Well I’ve driven a four
Even had a V-6
But it ain’t hard to figure
They just don’t do the trick
Yeah, there’s just something special
About that rumbling sound
Makes people stop and look
When I go driving downtown
I’ve been dreaming of my own
Since I was only thirteen
Cause my daddy used to own one
It was one bad machine
He used to take me out driving
Never saying a word
Cause he was burning up the road
In that Red Thunderbird
You can take your Lamborghini
Send it back to Italy
As a matter of fact
You can send them all back
Cause they don’t do a thing for me
I never owned a Chrysler
Had one Chevrolet
Then I got myself a Ford
That I’m still driving today
Yeah, if you’re living in America
There’s one of the three
We gotta keep some folks working
Seems fair enough to me
But if you’re looking for something
And don’t know where to start
I can tell you about a car
That’s a real work of art
Yeah, for over forty years
They been preaching the word
Go out and get yourself
A red hot Thunderbird
You can take your Lamborghini
Send it back to Italy
As a matter of fact
You can send them all back
Cause they don’t do a thing for me
I want something I can go down to my local NAPA auto parts store
And get myself a great big fat HOLLEY carburetor
Or maybe a set of those Raybestos brake shoes
That I can put on the front of my big Red Thunderbird
She’s a Red Thunderbird....
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Jaguar and the Thunderbird
recorded by Chuck
Berry (1960)
Chorus: Slow down, little Jaguar
Keep cool, little Thunderbird Ford
Ten miles stretch on an Indiana road
T'was a sky blue Jaguar and a Thunderbird Ford
Jaguar setting on ninety nine
Tryin' to beat the Bird to the county line
Just a half-a-mile from Ludenville
There had a speed sign sitting at the top of the hill
It said : "35 miles, and stay in line"
But the Jaguar and Thunderbird never read the sign
Chorus
Ludenville was a real small town
Had a hundred and two
And nine acres of ground
Some stool pigeon put the sheriff wise
Told him "Park down in Ludenville
And catch 'em guys"
Sheriff laid down, half hid in the weeds
Parked for eight days, didn't nobody speed
All of a sudden, dust rose on the road
Said "Here come the Jaguar and Thunderbird Ford"
Chorus
Sheriff doubled clutched second, put it in third
Took right after the Jaguar and Thunderbird
He knew he'd get a bonus and a big fat fine
If he caught 'em 'fore they crossed that line
Sheriff never drove his car a hundred and flat
But if he aimed to get 'em
He'd have to do more than that
Crest of the hill, is about a mile behind
There wasn't but two mor miles to the county line
Chorus
Old Sheiff was countin' on the downward grade
With the tall wind pushin', he had it made
Thunderbird saw the Jaguar gainin' speed
And waved "Goodbye, Jaguar" and pulled in the lead
Jaguar said "You ain't won the race yet"
And pulled back around the Bird like a sabre jet
Sheriff's front bumper was a yard behind
When the T-Bird, Jaguar crossed the line
Slow down little Jaguar,
Keep cool little Thunderbird Ford
(repeat and fade)
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Little Deuce Coupe
song lyrics written and sung by the
Beach Boys (1963)
Little deuce coupe, you don't know
you don't know what I got
Well, I'm not braggin', babe,
so don't put me down.
But I've got the fastest
set of wheels in town.
When something comes up to me
he don't even try,
cos if it had a set of wings, man,
I know she could fly.
She's my little deuce coupe,
you don't know what I got.
Just a little deuce coupe
with a flathead mill,
but she'll walk a Thunderbird
like it's standin' still.
She's ported and relieved,
and she's stroked and bored,
she'll do a hundred and forty
in the top end floored.
Chorus.
She's got a competition clutch
with four on the floor, and
she purrs like a kitten
till the lake pipes roar.
And if that ain't enough
to make you flip your lid,
there's one more thing
I've got the pink slip, daddy.
And comin' off the line,
when the light turn green,
she blows 'em outta the water
like you've never seen.
I get pushed out of shape,
and it's hard to steer,
when I get rubber
in all four gears.
Chorus.
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Along For The Ride (1956 T-Bird)
Recorded by John Denver
Words and Music by Danny
OKeefe and Bill Braun
Danny's bio
This song appears on two albums, and was first released on One World
album, and has also been released on the Country Classics album.
I had a '56 T-Bird
Then I was king of the highway
Trying to make it look fast and easy
And dreamin' of doin' it my way
Let's put the top down baby
Feel the wind in our hair
We were too young to know better
And too cool to care
All I wanted was you by my side
Baby you're only along for the ride
Only along for the ride
Rock and roll on the radio
Let's turn it up and get down
Convertible dreams running wild in the streets
In the all time American town
When you played the thrill queen, baby
I heard the jazz of joy
You were every girl in the world
But I wasn't every boy
All I wanted was you by my side
Baby, you're only along for the ride
All I wanted was you by my side
Baby, you're only along for the ride
Only along for the ride
Memory pink and charcoal grey
Are the colours I painted this song
You were 19 and perfect, baby
But no one stays perfect too long
All I wanted was you by my side
Baby you're only along for the ride
Only along for the ride
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Makin' Thunderbirds
Song Lyrics by Bob Seger (1982)
The big line moved one mile an hour
So loud it really hurt
The big line moved so loud
It really hurt
Back in '55
We were makin' Thunderbirds
We filled conveyors
We met production
Foremen didn't waste words
We met production
Foremen didn't waste words
We were young and proud
We were makin' thunderbirds
We were makin' thunderbirds
We were makin' thunderbirds
They were long and low and sleek and fast
They were all you ever heard
Back in '55
We were makin' thunderbirds
Now the years have flown and the plants have changed
And you're lucky if you work
The big line moves but you're lucky if you work
Back in '55
We were makin' thunderbirds
We were makin' thunderbirds
We were makin' thunderbirds
They were long and low and sleek and fast
They were classic in a word
Back in '55
We were makin' thunderbirds
We were young and proud
We were makin' thunderbirds
We were young and sure
We were makin' thunderbirds
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Red Thunderbird
by Lynn Howard & the Accents
Well I been walking into town with my money on the line
They handed me the keys and now it's mine oh mine
That red Thunderbird
(man its a dream)
a red Thunderbird
(its a goin' machine)
that red Thunderbird is the craziest bomb in town
konk, konk, konk, konk, konk,
takin off, taking off in my T-bird
takin off, taking off in my T-bird
takin off, taking off in my T-bird
and we're really flying low
The colors so loud you can hear me coming
With a motor so smooth you never know its running
its a red Thunderbird
(gotta reason to brag)
a red Thunderbird .
(wins every drag)
That red Thunderbird is the goingest bomb in town
(go go go go go go)
takin off, taking off in my T-bird
takin off, taking off in my T-bird
takin off, taking off in my T-bird
and we're really flying low
fly, fly, fly, a little T-bird
fly, fly, fly, a little T-bird
fly, fly, fly, a little T-bird
we're really flying low
Ah, now you never find me home cause I'm really get around
since i got that little buggy I'm the sharpest cat in town
in my red Thunderbird
(I'm telling you guys)
a red Thunderbird
( it really flies)
in that red Thunderbird I'm the swingingest cat in town
takin off, taking off in my T-bird
(go, go, go,)
takin off, taking off in my T-bird
(go, go, go)
takin off, taking off in my T-bird
(go, go, go)
and we're really flying low
(fly, fly, fly)
a little tbird
(fly, fly, fly)
a little tbird
(fly, fly, fly)
a little tbird
we're really flying low
takin off, taking off in my tbird
( go go go little T-bird)
takin off, taking off in my tbird
( go go go little T-bird)
takin off, taking off in my tbird
( go go go little T-bird)
and we're really flying low
takin off, taking off in my tbird
( come on, come on, come on, little T-bird)
takin off, taking off in my tbird
( come on, come on, come on, little T-bird)
takin off, taking off in my tbird
( come on, come on, come on, little T-bird)
and we're really flying low
doo waa doo waa
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"Peel Me A Grape" sung by Diana
Krall from CD: Love Scenes - 1997 - Impulse! Records -
Written by - Dave Frishberg
Peel me a grape, crush me some ice
Skin me a peach, save the fuzz for my pillow
Talk to me nice, talk to me nice
You've got to wine and dine me
Don't try to fool me bejewel me
Either amuse me or lose me
I'm getting hungry, peel me a grape
Pop me a cork, french me a fry
Crack me a nut, bring a bowl full of bon-bons
Chill me some wine, keep standing by
Just entertain me, champagne me
Show me you love me, kid glove me
Best way to cheer me, cashmere me
I'm getting hungry, peel me grape
Here's how to be an agreeable chap
Love me and leave me in luxury's lap
Hop when I holler, skip when I snap
When I say, "do it," jump to it
Send out for scotch, call me a cab
Cut me a rose, make my tea with the petals
Just hang around, pick up the tab
Never out think me, just mink me
Polar bear rug me, don't bug me
New Thunderbird me, you heard me
I'm getting hungry, peel me a grape
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Rock
& Roll Thunderbird by Burt Sisters
Rock and a rollin' in my Thunderbird
Rock and a rollin' in my Thunderbird
Rock and a rollin' in my Thunderbird
I don't stop, I just let her rock
I'm going downtown to see a big dealer
going to buy a tbird and be big wheeler
& when I wanta go and get there fast
I jump in my t-bird and give her the gas
Rock and a rollin' in my Thunderbird
Rock and a rollin' in my Thunderbird
Rock and a rollin' in my Thunderbird
I don't stop, I just let her rock
Baby call me up on the telephone
She said come on daddy I'm all alone
I said to my baby well bless my soul
If you're ready to rock well I'm a ready to roll
Rock and a rollin' in my Thunderbird
Rock and a rollin' in my Thunderbird
Rock and a rollin' in my Thunderbird
I don't stop, I just let her rock
She looked at me wi th her eyes of blue
and said lets see what this t-bird can do
I stepped on the gas just to give her a spin
I soon had her rockin' on a 110
Rock and a rollin' in my Thunderbird
Rock and a rollin' in my Thunderbird
Rock and a rollin' in my Thunderbird
I don't stop, I just let her rock
I don't stop, just let her rock
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Thunderbird by Steve
Azar from album
Heartbreak Town [1996]
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
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| '55 Bird by Astronauts from Album
- Competition Coupe - 1964
'55 Early Bird
Back in 55 came the first bird coupe
The head lights had hoods and the hood had a scoop
Even with the porthole she really was a jumper
Looked real cool with the dual super bumper
'55 Early Bird
I still think she's the coolest of all the converts
Her four wheel wells and flared fender skirts
With no side chrome she sure looks great
A grill to ? with a recessed plate
'55 Early Bird
And when the top folded down behind the seat
That custom interior sure looks neat
All in all
There's just nothing sweeter than a 55 early bird 2 seater
.....
And when the top's folded down behind the seat
That custom interior sure looks neat
All in all
There's nothing ? sweeter than a 55 early bird 2 seater
'55 Early Bird
'55 Early Bird
'55 Early Bird
'55 Early Bird
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Thunderbird Sally by Paul
Gabriel
Well the girl drives a T-bird just
a little too fast
She don't like the brakes and just loves the gas
Well she burns thru a tank almost every day
She makes my heart beat like its run away
Yes she's Thunderbird Sally. She'll be sleeping in the alley tonight
Yes she's Thunderbird Sally just a waiting for the break of day
She got tickets falling off like a lotto machine.
but she always keeps her T-bird looking super clean.
Every cop in town knows she's coming thru.
You can see her smokin' tires just a turning blue.
Yes she's Thunderbird Sally. She'll be sleeping in the alley tonight.
Yes she's Thunderbird Sally, just a waiting for the break of day.
Everybody knows that she ain't hard to find.
Sally's coming thru is like a finish line.
She don't have much money but all she's got is her car.
She a road race queen. she's known in every bar.
Yes she's Thunderbird Sally. she'll be sleeping in the alley tonight.
Yes she's Thunderbird Sally. just a waiting for the break of day.
Well the girl drives a T-bird just a little too fast
She don't like the brakes and just loves the gas
Well she burns thru a tank almost every day.
She makes my heart beat like its run away.
Yes she's Thunderbird Sally. she'll be sleeping in the alley tonight.
Yes she's Thunderbird Sally. just a waiting for the break of day.
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Red
T-Bird by Rebel Rockers - 1996
Rockin' and a rollin' in a red T-bird.
Come and sit down baby have you heard.
I got a mobile, it's a '59. I got a Ford and it's all mine.
We're riding in style when you say the word,
Cruising around in my red t-bird,
Policeman told me you better slow it down
I got a v8 engine and a rocket sound,
a duel exhaust and a 430.
My T-bird. Man, a go, cat, go
We ride in style if you say the word.
Cruising around in my red t-bird.
Well, its 12 o'clock and man, its late.
I got a racing heart. I can't hesitate.
Searching for that special thrill.
I want to rock and I can't sit still.
We'll ride in style when you say the word.
Cruisin' around in my red T-bird.
Rockin' and a rollin' in a red T-bird.
Come and sit down baby have you heard.
I got a mobile its a 59 i got a ford and its all mine.
We'll ride in style when you say the word.
Cruising around in my red t-bird.
Cruising around in my red t-bird.
Cruising around in my red t-bird.
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| In
My Thunderbird by 'The Thunderbirds' 1957 under the label Holiday
2609
I'm going to ride
yeah
in my Thunderbird
I'll cruise around
pick up all the girls
yeah when I go on down the street
I let
every girl I meet
say take a ride
come on baby
in my Thunderbird
Thunderbird
I'm going to ride
in my thunderbird
Now I'm the coolest cat
in all the world
ohh the pretty girls that chase after me
I got that crazy car thats cool as can be
that want to ride, oh baby, in my Thunderbird
Thunderbird
yeah
come and ride, oh baby, in my Thunderbird
Its got the greatest motor you've ever heard
its got a red ? motor like a Cadilac car
it spends out of ???? and travels just as far??????
lets take a ride, come on baby, in my Thunderbird
Thunderbird
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Later, sung, but slightly rearranged, by the Continentals on The Ted
Mack Show on July 9,1961.
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Fire
Red Thunderbird by - James\Dean - James Watson
& Steve Dean March 6, 2001, RMG Record, album "Over
the Edge" CD produced by Ingram-LeBrun Music
This motor runs
Last night I had the strangest dream
you were Marilyn --Me
I was James Dean
flying round the curves
in that fire red Thunderbird.
4 on the floor
fifth on the seat
Merle on the radio and
your hand on my knee
Mine was on the Hurst
in that fire red Thunderbird.
With the top pulled down
its amazing how the cool breeze feels
cruizing down Highway 1
in the hottest thing on 4 wheels
white leather interior
black fuzzy dice hanging from the rear view mirror
all the rubber we burn
in that fire red Thunderbird
(let's go)
With the top pulled down
it's amazing how the cool breeze feels
cruising down Highway 1
in the hottest thing on 4 wheels
oh yeah
somewhere between 'Frisco and Malibu
I turn back into me
and you turned back into you
oh but what a sight we were
in that fire red Thunderbird
yeah
in that fire red Thunderbird.
All right....
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T-Bird Fly by Doctor
G - September 2005 -CD: Mudcat(Cheatham
Street Records).
Yeah, that Buddy sure was a wild one; he loved to push it real fast
In that '64 T Bird and make the
tail pipes blast
Buddy loved a small town, he loved to hang around
With the radio blasting and all the windows rolled down
Yeah, all the cops knew Buddy; he was just a wild-ass kid
Who loved to pop those pipes, but no matter what he did
He never hurt nobody, just pop the pipes real loud
That '64 Thunderbird made Buddy feel real proud
[chorus]
He made that T Bird fly, he made that T Bird
fly
He made that T Bird fly, boy, he made that
Thunderbird fly
Well, Buddy married my cousin, barely out of high school
She liked small town boys, breaking all the rules
The way he popped those pipes, go flying in the wind
With her hair blowing wild, she'd give Buddy a little grin
They had a new baby boy, passing cigars around
On the night he was born in a hospital down town
When Buddy lit out for home, yeah, he gave the pipes a little blast
The red lights come flashing, closing in real fast
[repeat chorus]
Well, Buddy put it to the floor; yeah, he gave the cops a little run
But when he pulled out on the highway, that cop pulled out a gun
Buddy pushed a little faster, that bullet crashing through the night
It hit the back of Buddy's head; it took him out on the right
[repeat chorus]
Yeah, that Buddy sure was a wild one; that's all they said, you see
They laid him in the ground; they let the cop go free; yeah, they let
that
cop go free
[repeat chorus]
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Fifty-six T-bird
by John Rogers, 1987, RO-MC Records, NY
produced by Gary McLeod
It's Saturday night - every thing's cool
My bird's outside shining like new
It's a 56 T-Bird, 56 T-Bird
Will I'm itching to go,
well I want to show off
you know my little 56 T-Bird
Take it Bill.
I'm moving out heading for the strip
so I can shout
Come on, Follow the T-Bird, 56 T-Bird
When I get a soda pop everybody stops
It's got Thunder, power to move,
fly like a Bird when I want it to,
Thundering T-Bird A flying 56 T-Bird
You know that I'm around when I shift it down
My Little 56 T-Bird
I really dig it cause it's room for 2
Room for me and room for you
Cuddle up hugging in the T-Bird, 56 T-Bird
We'll be kissing in the dark just outside the park
in the 56 T-Bird
You know I'm around when I shift her down
in the 56 T-Bird
(56 T-bird refrain) |
Heaven,
Heartache and the Power of Love Trisha
Yearwood, 2007
Heaven, Heartache and the Power of Love,
They say up in heaven the streets are gold
once you get past the pearly gate
and the angels a singing at the top of the dove white staircase
And I say heartache can burn you down like hell
Leave you beggin' "Baby, please don't go"
'Til you're scrapin' rock bottom
And cryin' in a deep, dark hole
Oh, when love can make you fly like a rocket
Put you on top of the world
I'm talkin' 'bout
Heaven is where I hope I'm goin'
Heartache - that's a where I've been
Heaven, heartache and the power of love
Well the preacher says when your time is up
You take a chariot to the lord
Well I'm hopin' my chariot's
A torch red Thunderbird Ford
And my old flame said "I hate to break it to you darlin'"
"I was born the leavin' kind"
Left me standin' in the dark
Cryin' why baby, why baby, why?
Oh, but real love's got me back in the saddle
Shoutin' "Amen!" again
That's what I know about
Heaven is where I hope I'm goin'
Heartache - that's where I've been
Heaven, heartache and the power of love
I gotta keep lovin' and livin' an'
Learnin' and burnin'
Movin' on down the road
Heaven is where I hope I'm goin'
Heartache - that's where I've been
Heaven, heartache and the power of...
Heaven - it's where I hope I'm goin'
Heartache - that's where I've been
Heaven, heartache and the power of love
Heaven, heartache and the power of love
Heaven heartache and the power of love
Heaven - where I hope I'm goin
Heartache - oh, that's where I've been
Heaven,
heartache
Heaven - that's where I'm goin'
Heartache - oh, that's where I've been
Heaven,
Heartache |
"Ridin' that Thunderbird" by Donny
Hartman. |
Thunderbird Sue by David
Denny, 1991/2004
in Diesel Harmonics CD |
Fireman by George
Strait http://www.georgestrait.com/
album Live from the Astrodome [2003]
Well they call me the fireman, that's my name.
Making my rounds all over town, putting out old flames.
Well everybody'd like to have a what I got.
I can cool 'em down when they're smold'ring hot.
I'm the fireman, that's my name.
Last night they had a bad one a mile or two down the road.
Well my buddy walked out and left his woman burning out of control.
Well I was down there in about an hour or so.
With a little mouth to mouth she was ready to go.
I'm the fireman, that's my name.
Well they call me the fireman, that's my name.
Making my rounds all over town, putting out old flames.
Well everybody'd like to have a what I got.
I can cool 'em down when they're smold'ring hot.
I'm the fireman, that's my name.
Got a fire engine red
T-bird automobile.
In a minute or less I can be dressed fit to kill.
I work 24 on, 24 off.
When they get too hot, they just give me a call.
I'm the fireman, that's my name.
Well they call me the fireman, that's my name.
Making my rounds all over town, putting out old flames.
Well everybody'd like to have a what I got.
I can cool 'em down when they're smold'ring hot.
I'm the fireman, that's my name.
They call me the fireman, that's my name.
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Christmas All Over Again - Darlene Love 2007 |
| "American
Theme" by The Vinyls Stripes, You-tube video, July 2016 Download
the song from CDbaby.com,
by Steve Curry
I'm crusin' around in this sleek sexy machine
and there's nothin' there but open road between me and my dreams,
when the top down its far from routine,
in a head turnin,' jaw droppin,' eye popin' t-bird extreme
Hey baby come and join the fun
You and me and a car that's hotter than sun
heads are turnin' 'round and round
the v8 makes such a sweet little sound.
I'm gonna ride the American dream
on spinning wheels, top of the world for me
girl guitar and a super car classic American theme,
like drive-ins and movie stars classic American theme.
My inspiration yellow has never
been so mellow,
oozin' and cruisin' road huggin' route 66
I'm king of the road, city lights become just a blur,
Daddy's never gonna take this T-Bird away for sure.
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Reckless
by Alabama on Cheap Seats Album, 1993
Let's Roll the windows down turn the radio up
Let the wind blow through our hair
Love is reckless, let's get reckless tonight
There ain't nothing out here but a big, tall Texas sky
There's a red sun painted across the pond tonight
Well your daddy's got plans for you
And mine thinks I'm at school
They say it's reckless to chase a dream
But this town's got nothing for you and me
Let's roll the windows down turn the radio up
Let the wind blow through our hair
There's a moon tonight and a road outside
Baby we're gettin' out of here
I could care less where it leads us
Love is reckless, let's get reckless tonight
Let's take my Thunderbird and leave tonight
I'll keep the pedal to the floor until we see morning light
They can't live our lives for us
If we let 'em we'll lose our love
And love dies hard in this Texas sun
I'd rather be reckless and on the run
Let's roll the windows down turn the radio up
Let the wind blow through our hair
There's a moon tonight and a road outside
Baby we're gettin' out of here
I could care less where it leads us
Love is reckless, let's get reckless tonight
When you're crazy in love you gotta take a chance
Burn the bridge and don't look back
Turn the radio up roll the windows down
Let the wind blow through our hair
There's a moon tonight and a road outside
Baby we're gettin' out of here
Roll the windows down, turn the radio up
Love is reckless, let's get reckless
Let's get reckless... |
“T-Bird Angel” by Uriah Heep
“We’re burnin’ out the highway
Me with my foot to the floor
No wonder everybody goes crazy
Gotta drive this T-Bird more
I gotta have this T-Bird Angel, so we can fly away
I gotta have this T-Bird Angel, and drive all night and day” |
Brand New Thunderbird Ford...by
Wreckless, 2000
CD: Wolfcat, released in Sweden
CD: label released by Lennart Records, 2012 |
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Thunderbird
by J David Taylor, 2016, Rubcat Studios |
|
She's On Her
Way To Florida In The T-Bird by Bobby Mackey
in Country Music Lives On (03 DSB on cover), released December 2013
(fun to listen to) |
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| Non-Thunderbird but Car Songs that
fit |
I Love You Honey" Written by Eddie Miller & W.S. Stevenson
(As released by Patsy Cline February 5, 1956)
Down in Dallas,
Near the Palace,
I met a boy who was so cute.
I loved his huggin',
I loved his kissin',
As we sat in his little red coupe.
He said tell me,
Confidentially,
How much do you love me.
Well I thought awhile,
And then I smiled,
And this is what I told him, dontcha see.
I love you honey,
I love your money,
I love your automobile.
I love you baby,
I don't mean maybe,
You're the sweetest thing on wheels.
I love your kisses,
I wouldn't miss it,
No matter how I feel.
I love you honey,
I love your money,
Most of all I love your automobile.
(Repeat both verses)
Most of all I love your automobile.
Acuff Rose Music, Inc. (BMI)
[Given the year released, do you think it is about the Thunderbird?] |
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| Non-car related songs using the word "Thunderbird" |
| Thunderbird" as recorded by Quiet Riot
Hello you Yes it's me You can come back Flying free
You think you've found everything that you need
Fly away Fly away To your new home across the sea
Leave your nest Baby Leave the best thing that you've been
Fly off Thunderbird Fly, Fly off Spread your wings to the sky
Fly off Thunderbird Fly
On your own, And I'm alone in the shadow of what we've done
And I can't help but think That some day you'll be back home
Fly away, fly away, to your new home across the bay
Leave your nest, oh baby leave the best thing that you've been
When all is said, all is done, Still I live and carry on
Don't look back but think of me We'll meet again Fly away, Oh-Oh
Fly off Thunderbird Fly, Fly off Spread your wings through the sky
Fly off Thunderbird Fly
Fly off Thunderbird Fly, you've got to fly away
Fly off Spread your wings through the sky, up to the sky
Fly off Thunderbird Fly
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Thunderbird by ZZ Top
Get high, everybody, get high.
Get high, everybody, get high.
Get High, Everybody, Get High.
Get high, everybody, get high.
Have you heard? What's the word?
It's thunderbird.
All you kids from texas,
You grow so big and tall.
All of them kids from texas
They grow so big and tall.
All of them like to roam
In that t-bird hall.
Get hi-hi-high.
Really makes you feel so fine,
Really goes down so smooth,
Really puts you in the groove.
Have you heard? What's the word?
It's thunderbird.
Juice, juice, juice
Really makes you loose loose, loose,
Really goes down so smooth,
Really puts you in the groove.
Have you heard? What's the word?
It's thunderbird.
Get hi-hi-high,
Way up in the sky.
Gonna get, yes sirree,
If ya come and rock with me.
Have you heard? What's the word?
It's thunderbird.
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Drinking
Thunderbird, by Dick
the Bruiser Band, take off on Segar's "Makin' Thunderbirds"
~
1982
...
Back in '65 we were drinking Thunderbird...
Thunderbird in mp3 format - instrumental drums - short
mp3 found on this website:
Rhythm Lab
Kissin' In The Rain by Toby Keith
Thunderbird was July hot now
Muddy lake was the perfect spot for
Camp fire, drinkin' beer
Skippin' half your senior year
Told your mama little white one
She didn't want you hangin' out in the sun
With a small town roughneck man
That will never be nothin' but an old field hand
Shut up with your girl friend
'Bout the time a storm rode in
Wind got up, it was pourin' down
We could hear the sirens goin' off in town
We were kissin' in the rain, kissin' in the rain
Hittin' hard like a hurricane
Summer nights lit up with lightnin'
Soakin' wet starin' in your eyes and
We didn't care a thing about the thunder
While the angry sky we were under
Was raisin' Cane
We were kissin' in the rain
You got in too late that night
And you and mama had a fight
You weren't ever gonna win
Never got to see me again
Well, like that storm the days roll by
Now and then I still drive
Cross the dam in my old Ford
I get out and walk that shore
I still see you standin' there
Blue jeans too wet to wear
Hair all drenched and out of place
And mascara runnin' down your face
Every time the clouds get low
And the sirens start to blow
I get a sweet little déjà vu
My Thunderbird, me and you
Were kissin' in the rain, kissin' in the rain
Hittin' hard like a hurricane
Summer nights lit up with lightnin'
Soakin' wet starin' in your eyes and
We didn't care a thing about the thunder
While the angry sky we were under
Was raisin' Cane
We were kissin' in the rain
Yeah
Kissin' in the rain |
