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    50s Fords Haul Moonshine To Quench The Devil's Thirst: Thunder Road

    Robert Mitchum outrunnin' revenoors in a triple-carbed '50 Ford sedan full of white liquor- now that's what we call a car movie! Thunder Road still holds up well after 50 years; thanks to this YouTuber, we can watch the preview. Make the jump to get the theme song.




    Now let's hear the song "Ballad Of Thunder Road," which was sung by Mitchum and became a hit single. Here are they lyrics (thanks to SeanKHotay for sending them in):

    Let me tell the story, I can tell it all
    About the mountain boy who ran illegal alcohol
    His daddy made the whiskey, son, he drove the load
    When his engine roared, they called the highway Thunder Road.

    Sometimes into Ashville, sometimes Memphis town
    The revenoors chased him but they couldn't run him down
    Each time they thought they had him, his engine would explode
    He'd go by like they were standin' still on Thunder Road.

    (CHORUS)
    And there was thunder, thunder over Thunder Road
    Thunder was his engine, and white lightning was his load
    There was moonshine, moonshine to quench the Devil's thirst
    The law they swore they'd get him, but the Devil got him first.

    On the first of April, nineteen fifty-four
    A Federal man sent word he'd better make his run no more
    He said two hundred agents were coverin' the state
    Whichever road he tried to take, they'd get him sure as fate.

    Son, his Daddy told him, make this run your last
    The tank is filled with hundred-proof, you're all tuned up and gassed
    Now, don't take any chances, if you can't get through
    I'd rather have you back again than all that mountain dew.

    (CHORUS)

    Roarin' out of Harlan, revvin' up his mill
    He shot the gap at Cumberland, and screamed by Maynordsville
    With T-men on his taillights, roadblocks up ahead
    The mountain boy took roads that even Angels feared to tred.

    Blazing right through Knoxville, out on Kingston Pike,
    Then right outside of Bearden, they made the fatal strike.
    He left the road at 90; that's all there is to say.
    The devil got the moonshine and the mountain boy that day.


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