Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Harry Chapin
Harry Chapin
Vocals
Paul Leka
Paul Leka
Keyboards
Tom Chapin
Tom Chapin
Acoustic Guitar
Jeanne French
Jeanne French
Background Vocals
Jeb C Hart
Jeb C Hart
Background Vocals
Howie Fields
Howie Fields
Drums
Rob White
Rob White
Background Vocals
Doug Walker
Doug Walker
Guitar
Tomi Lee Bradley
Tomi Lee Bradley
Background Vocals
John Wallace
John Wallace
Bass Guitar
Stephen Chapin
Stephen Chapin
Keyboards
Mike Masters
Mike Masters
Cello
Irving Spice
Irving Spice
Conductor
Bobby Carlin
Bobby Carlin
Drums
Hilliard Saltzman
Hilliard Saltzman
Drums
Jim Chapin
Jim Chapin
Drums
Harold Keinz
Harold Keinz
Piccolo Flute
Ron Palmer
Ron Palmer
Lead Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Harry Chapin
Harry Chapin
Songwriter
Paul Leka
Paul Leka
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Paul Leka
Paul Leka
Producer
Stephen Chapin
Stephen Chapin
Producer
Fred Kewley
Fred Kewley
Producer
Billy Rose, Jr.
Billy Rose, Jr.
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Hello, honey, it's me What did you think when you heard me back on the radio? What did the kids say when they knew It was their long-lost daddy? Oh Remember how we listened to the radio And I said, "That's the place to be" And how I got the job as an FM jock The day you married me? It was two kids, and I was in the AM rock But I just had to run around It's been eight years since I left you, babe Let me tell you 'bout what's gone down I am the mornin' DJ at W-O-L-D-D-D-D-D-D-D-D (O-L-D) Playin' all the hits for you wherever you may be The bright good mornin' voice, who's heard but never seen Feelin' all of 45 goin' on 15 The drinkin' I did on my last big gig It made my voice go low They said that they liked the younger sound (Sound, sound, sound) when they let me go So I drifted on down to Tulsa, Oklahoma To do me a late-night talk show Now I've worked my way down home again Here to Boise, Idaho That's how this business goes I am the mornin' DJ at W-O-L-D-D-D-D-D-D-D-D (O-L-D) Playin' all the hits for you wherever you may be The bright good mornin' voice, who's heard but never seen Feelin' all of 45 goin' on 15 I'm makin' extra money doin' high school sock hops I'm a big-time guest emcee You should hear me talkin' to the little children And listen what they say to me I got a spot on the top of my head Just beggin' for a new toupee There's a tire around my gut from sittin' on my - But it's never gonna go away Sometimes I get this crazy dream That I just take off in my car But you can travel on ten thousand miles And still stay where you are Thinkin' that I should stop disk jockin' And start that record store Maybe I could settle down If you'd take me back once more Okay, honey, I see I guess he's better than me Sure, old girl, I understand You don't have to worry, I'm such a happy man (W-O-L-D) (W-O-L-D) (W-O-L-D) (W-O-L-D) I am the mornin' DJ at W-O-L-D-D-D-D-D-D-D-D (O-L-D) Playin' all the hits for you wherever you may be The bright good mornin' voice, who's heard but never seen Feelin' all of 45 goin' on 15 I am the mornin' DJ at W-O-L-D-D-D-D-D-D-D-D (O-L-D) W-O-L-D (O-L-D) D-D-D-D-D-D-D (O-L-D) W-O-L-D (O-L-D) D-D-D-D-D-D-D (O-L-D) W-O-L-D (O-L-D) D-D-D-D-D-D-D (O-L-D) W-O-L-D-D-D-D-D-D-D-D
Writer(s): Harry F. Chapin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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