Tytuł: Listen to the radio

• Wykonawca: Kathy Mattea
• Wyświetleń: 274

  
   I am leaving Mississippi in the evening rain
  Well those Delta towns wear satin gowns
  In a high beamed frame
  Loretta Lynn guides my hands through the radio
  Where would I be in times like these
  Without the songs Loretta wrote?
  'Cause when you can't find a friend
  You've still got the radio
  And when you can't find a friend
  You've still got the radio
  The radio...listen to the radio
  The radio
  I left a handsome two-stepping good ole boy in Tennessee
  Now, he's sittin' on the sofa, he's lookin' for his supper,
  Wonderin' what's become of me
  I've got a double-0-eighteen Martin guitar in the back seat of the car
  And, I am leaving Mississippi...
  With the radio on
  'Cause when you can't find a friend
  You've still got the radio
  And when you can't find a friend
  You've still got the radio
  The radio...listen to the radio
  The radio
  There's a moon across the border in the Louisiana sky
  I smell the pontchartrain, I hear silver wings
  And then, away Merle Haggard flies
  That good ole boy will find a band of gold
  On the stereo
  Hey, then my mama's gonna call and say, "Where's she gone?"
  He'll say, "Down the road with the radio on."
  'Cause when you can't find a friend
  You've still got the radio
  And when you can't find a friend
  You've still got the radio
  The radio...listen to the radio
  The radio