Listen to the Radio

I am leaving Mississippi in the evening rain

These 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?

Chorus:

‘Cause when you can't find a friend you've still got the radio

When ya can't find a friend you've still got the radio

The radio, oh, listen to the radio

The radio, now, listen to the radio!

The radio, oh...

I left a handsome two-stepped good ol’ boy in Tennessee

Now he's sittin' on the sofa, lookin' for his supper, wonderin' what's become of me

I've got a double-o-eighteen Martin guitar in the backseat of the car

Hey, I am leaving Mississippi with the radio on

'Cause when ya can't find a friend you still got the radio

When ya can't find a friend you've still got the radio

The radio, oh, listen to the radio

The radio, listen to the radio!

It's the radio, oh, listen to the radio

The radio, oh...

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."

When ya can't find a friend you've still got the radio

And when ya can't find a friend you've still got the radio

The radio, oh, listen to the radio

The radio, listen to the radio!

The radio, oh, listen to the radio

The radio, now, listen to the radio

The radio, oh, and then, down the road you're going

The radio , oh, listen to the radio

The radio, listen to the radio!

The radio, oh...