Текст песни Trisha Yearwood - Mr. Radio
Trisha Yearwood - Mr. Radio слова песни
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