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 ra dio
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 ra di o
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 be come 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 ra dio
The radio...listen to the radio
The ra di o
There's a moon across the border
in the Louisi ana 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 radi o
The radio...listen to the radi o
The radio