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