It was answered the following year in this thread and it's now in the DT. However, I found a version with the chords at Thunder Road

Here's the chorded version of THUNDER ROAD
  Transposed by Rick Benson
  
  
  THE BALLAD OF THUNDER ROAD
  By Robert Mitchum
  
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  Now let me tell the story. I can tell it all,
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  About the mountain boy who ran illegal alcohol.
  
  His daddy made the whiskey; son, he drove the load.
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  When his engine roared, they called the highway Thunder Road.
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  Sometimes into Asheville, sometimes Memphis town,
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  The revenuers chased him but they couldn't run him down.
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  Each time they thought they had him, his engine would explode.
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  He'd go by like they were standin' still on Thunder Road.
  
  
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  CHORUS: And there was thunder, thunder over Thunder Road.
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  Thunder was his engine, and white lightning was his load.
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  There was moonshine, moonshine to quench the devil's thirst.
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  The law, they swore they'd get him, but the devil got him first.
  
  
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  On the first of April, nineteen fifty-four,
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  A federal man sent word he'd better make his run no more.
  
  He said two hundred agents were coverin' the state.
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  Whichever road he tried to take, they'd get him sure as fate.
  
  "Son," his daddy told him, "make this run your last.
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  Your 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,
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  I'd rather have you back again than all that mountain dew." CHORUS
  
  
  Roarin' out of Harlan, revving up his mill,
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  He shot the gap at Cumberland, and screamed by Maynardville.
  
  With G-men on his taillights, roadblocks up ahead,
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  The mountain boy took roads that even angels feared to tread.
  
  Blazing' right through Knoxville, out on Kingston Pike,
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  Then right outside of Bearden, they made the fatal strike.
  
  He left the road at ninety. That's all there is to say.
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  The devil got the moonshine and the mountain boy that day. CHORUS