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?

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

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

The radio, listen to the radio

The radio, listen to the radio

The radio

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 my car

Hey, I am leaving Mississippi with the radio on

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

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

The radio, listen to the radio

The radio, listen to 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 away Merle Haggard flies

That good ol' boy will find a band of gold on the stereo

Well, then my mama's gonna call and say, "Where's she gone?"

He'll say, "Down the road with the radio on"

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

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

The radio, listen to the radio

The radio, listen to the radio

The radio, listen to the radio

The radio

And down the road you've gone