Trisha Yearwood - Mr. Radio Lyrics
(written by Roderick Taylor)Oh, what a sunny dayWhen they carried the radio homeBringing him in off the truckAnd the dogs wouldn't leave us aloneMr. Radio, you come down here to keep us companyWe listen in a roomThrough the miles and miles of nightDeep in the heart of the Bible beltIn the golden radio lightMr. Radio, you come down here to keep us companyAnd it's hard days out in the fieldThe crows in the high tree topIf a man's away from his home all dayHis chickens might fall to the foxMr. Radio, what can you do about that?Uh huhAnd you can take me down to a river townWhere the citizens dance till dawnThey dance so close it's a sin almostThe way they carry onMr. Radio, I never dreamed you couldAnd it's miles at the careless touchOf a tired hand in timeWhen evening fell I heard a strange sellDreams that were never mineMr. Radio, you come down here to keep us companyYou come down here to keep us company