More Personal Sites about the 
1955, 1956, 1957 Ford Thunderbird:
Tom Maruska's TbirdSquare
Norwegian Bo Zolland Blog - Classic & Retro photos & artwork
Cathy's 57 Thunderbird and Frank's 57 Country Sedan
John Samsen's Classic Auto Design Gallery .
Dean's Garage with John Samsen, Hatching the 55 Thunderbird.
Paul's T-bird
European 56 T-bird
Tom's 55 T-bird : Fairlane striped
A restoration Project?
Reminiscing about the T-bird that got away.
Jack Lemmon's 55 T-bird
Torkelson Drag racers  click on their news to see full view of their 55
1955 thunderbird signed by the Beach Boys
Operation T-bird: restoration of 1955 T-bird
Restoration Project for 911 hero
Project
The American Graffitti 56 T-bird
The American Graffiti homepage
cute wedding story
Interview with Nancy Sinatra in 2004
1955 Thunderbird custom
another 1955 custom
A blue 57 Custom - photo only
1955 modified Thunderbird
Celebrity Thunderbirds
Hemmings Feature Article

 
TV Shows
http://www.rescueink.org/ - ad with red classic - 10/02/09
Club Sites:
Big D Little Birds: 1955-1957 Thunderbirds in Dallas, TX

Classic Thunderbird Club International: 1955-1957 Thunderbirds

Olympic Classic Thunderbird Club: WA State

Bay Area Thunderbird Owner's Club: Bay Area, California
Austin Thunderbird Owners  Austin, Texas
Thunderbird Club of South Florida
Thunderbirds of Sonoma: California
The Thunderbird Circle of Orange County, California
Arizona Classic Thunderbird Club
Classic Thunderbird Club of Chicagoland
Calgary Thunderbirds - 1955-2005 VTCI Thunderbird Club in Alberta, Canada
Southern Ontario Thunderbird Club - Ontario, Canada
Nebraska Land T-birds - 1955-1957 Thunderbirds in Nebraska
NJ Open Road Thunderbird Club : 55-57 Thunderbirds in New Jersey
Classic Thunderbird Club of Wisconsin - all Thunderbirds
Tulsa Classic Thunderbird Club : Tulsa, OK - 55-57
Totem Classic Thunderbird Club: Vancouver, BC, Canada

Classic Thunderbirds of Scandinavia
 

Other Ford Sites:
John Mummert's Y-Block Site
1957 Fords
Y-Blocks Forever
'57 Fords Forever
Tom Maruska's TbirdSquare
Early Ford V8, event ALL Ford Picnic & Show
1956 1957 Continental Mark II Forums
.
Tbird Videos:
Judas Priest - Heading out to the Highway - 1981:  includes footage of yellow 56 with black hardtop.
 
T-bird Venders Sites:
CASCO - Classic T-bird parts supplier
Concours Parts  & Accessories
Hill's Automotive Restorations - Thunderbird Center
Larry's Tbird Parts
T-birds.com - Vintange T-birds 1961-1963 - The "Bullet Birds"
Thunderbird Headquarters - Classic T-bird parts supplier
.
Scale Model Sites:
slot car review of Carrera 56 t-bird

KidCo/Dinky Article on Doug's site

.
Places to visit in Texas:
Restaurants/Diners - 50's theme
Yesterday's in Bridgeport (on 380) and Decatur( on 114)

 
Ford Related Magazines

 
Legendary Ford Magazine

 
Miscellaneous
What ever happened to "Peggy Sue" of Buddy Holly fame
The Hi-D-Ho, Lubbock, TX
45 rpm record circa 2007?
 
 

 

Thunderbird Song Lyrics: SongBird Jukebox - click for more info
With links to the artist and their websites if available.
'55 Early Bird
Along for the Ride
American Theme  NEW! 2016
Black and White Thunderbird
The Blonde in the Blue T-bird
Bop
Fifty-six T-bird
Fire Red Thunderbird
Fireman
First Love
Fun, Fun, Fun
Heaven, Heartache and the Power of Love
In My Thunderbird
It's Christmas All Over Again
Jaguar & the Thunderbird
Little Deuce Coupe
Makin' Thunderbirds 
My Thunderbird
Peel me a Grape
Pink Thunderbird
Red T-Bird
Red Thunderbird  #1
Red Thunderbird  #2
Ridin' That Thunderbird
Rock & Roll Thunderbird
Silver Thunderbird
T-bird Fly
Thunderbird
Thunderbird Sally
Thunderbird Sue

Fire Red Thunderbird  by James\Dean - found complete on the net for you to listen to
or here
 
 
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
 

 

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)

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

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)
more on the Delicates

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 ...
.....
 
 
 
 

 

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.]
 

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)
 

 

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...) 
 

Bop
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
 

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) 
 

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.
 
 

 

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

 

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

 

"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

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Rock & Roll Thunderbirdby 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

 

'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
'55 Early Bird

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.

 

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
 
 

-----
Later, sung, but slightly rearranged, by the Continentals on The Ted Mack Show on July 9,1961.
 
 
 
 
 
 

 

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.

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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]
 

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. 
 

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.
 
 

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?]

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 
 

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 Thunderbirdby 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

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