Listen To The Radio — текст песни (mattea kathy)

(Nanci Griffith)
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