THUNDER ISLANDJay FergusonSha la la la la la my ladyIn the sun with your hair undoneCan you hear me now calling Your name from across the bayA summer's day laughing and a-hidingChasing love out on Thunder IslandShe ws the color of the Indian summerAnd we shared the hours without numberUntil one day when the sky turned darkAnd the winds grew wildCaught by the rain and blinded by the lightningWe rode the storm out there on Thunder IslandI held her close until the storm passedAnd we fell down laughing in the wet grassBoth our bodies drying in the sunshine, sweet sunshineSo sha la la la la la my landIn the sun with your dress undoneNow ev'ry mile away and ev'ry day Cuts a little deeperI'll remember the nights in the cool grassMaking love out on Thunder Island
