Lyrics for the Radio – Radio Radio

An Elvis Costello classic

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I was tuning in the shine on the light night dial
Doing anything my radio advised
With every one of those late night stations
Playing songs bringing tears to my eyes
I was seriously thinking about hiding the receiver
When the switch broke ’cause it’s old
They’re saying things that I can hardly believe
They really think we’re getting out of control
Radio is a sound salvation
Radio is cleaning up the nation
They say you better listen to the voice of reason
But they don’t give you any choice ’cause they think that it’s treason
So you had better do as you are told
You better listen to the radio

I wanna bite the hand that feeds me
I wanna bite that hand so badly
I want to make them wish they’d never seen me
Some of my friends sit around every evening
And they worry about the times ahead
But everybody else is overwhelmed by indifference
And the promise of an early bed
You either shut up or get cut up
They don’t wanna hear about it
It’s only inches on the reel-to-reel
And the radio is in the hands of such a lot of fools
Tryin’ to anesthetize the way that you feel
Radio is a sound salvation
Radio is cleaning up the nation
They say you better listen to the voice of reason
But they don’t give you any choice ’cause they think that it’s treason
So you had better do as you are told
You better listen to the radio

Wonderful radio
Marvelous radio
Wonderful radio
Radio, radio
Radio, radio
Radio, radio
Radio, radio
Radio, radio
Radio, radio
Radio, radio

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Lyrics for a Tear… – Red Dirt Girl

Emmylou doesn’t write a lot but try reading these lyrics and listen to her sing it without a tear.

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Me and my best friend Lillian
And her blue tick hound dog Gideon
Sittin’ on the front porch
Cooling in the shade
Singing every song the radio played
Waitin for the Alabama sun to go down
Two red dirt girls in a red dirt town
Me and Lillian
Just across the line and a little southeast of Meridian
 
She loved her brother I remember back when
He was fixin up a ’49 Indian
He told her little sister gonna ride the wind
Up around the moon and back again
He never got farther than Vietnam
I was standin there with her when the telegram come
For Lillian
Now he’s lyin’ somewhere about a million miles from Meridian
 
She said there’s not much hope for a red dirt girl
Somewhere out there is a great big world
That’s where I’m bound
And the stars might fall on Alabama
But one of these days I’m gonna swing my hammer down
Away from this red dirt town
I’m gonna make a joyful sound
 
She grew up tall and she grew up thin
Buried that old dog Gideon
By a crepe myrtle bush at the back of the yard
Her daddy turned mean and her mama leaned hard
Got in trouble with a boy from town
Figured that she might as well settle down
So she dug right in
Across a red dirt line just a little southeast of Meridian
 
Yes she tried hard to love him but it never did take
Just another way for the heart to break
So she learned a thing
One thing they don’t tell you about the blues when you got ’em
You keep on fallin’ cause there ain’t no bottom
There ain’t no end
Least not for Lillian
 
Nobody knows when she started her skid
She was only 27 and she had five kids
Coulda’ been the whiskey
Coulda been the pills
Coulda been the dream she was trying to kill
But there won’t be a mention in the news of the world
About the life and the death of a red dirt girl
Named Lillian
Who never got any further across the line than Meridian
 
Now the stars still fall on Alabama
Tonight she finally laid that hammer down
Without a sound
In the red dirt ground
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Lyrics for the Radio – Caravan

Missed it for the RADIO playlist because the theme isn’t in the title. Turn it up. That’s enough. So you know. It’s got soul…

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Yeah the caravan is on its way
I can hear the merry gypsies play
Mama mama look at Emma Rose
She’s a-playin with the radio
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
Yeah the caravan has all my friends
Yeah they’ll stay with me until the end
Gypsy Robin and Sweet Emma Rose
Tell me everything I need to know
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
Turn up your radio
And let me hear the song
Switch on your electric light
Then we can get down to what is really wrong
I long to hold you tight so I can feel you
Sweet lady of the night
I shall reveal you
Turn it up
Turn it up
Little bit higher
Radio
Turn it up
Turn it up
So you know
Radio
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la

Yeah the caravan is painted red and white
That means everybody’s staying overnight
Yeah a barefoot gypsy player round the campfire sing and play
And a woman tells us of her ways
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
Turn up your
Radio
And let me hear the song
Switch on your electric light
Then we can get down to what is really wrong
I long just to hold you tight
So maybe I can feel you
Sweet lady of the night
I shall reveal you
Turn it up
Turn it up
Little bit higher
Radio
Turn it up
That’s enough
So you know
It’s got soul
Radio
Radio
Turn it up
Hum
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

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Lyrics for the Day (ACF Horses) – Don’t Change Horses (In the Middle of A Stream)

Get off your high horse and listen to Tower of Power

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Five long years
We have been together
Your love and understanding
Has brought us through stormy weather
I must admit girl
I haven’t always been good
But you stuck by me
Just like you said you would

Hey I know
That enough is enough
But you shouldn’t be talking about
Givin’ it up
Turn it loose
It might be right it seems
The wrong decision will spoil all our dreams
So if you don’t want to spoil our secret dreams
Don’t change horses
In the middle of a stream
Giddy-up
Giddy-up
Hi-o Yeah
Giddy-up
Giddy-up
Hi-o Silver

I only did the things I thought I had to do
And if I hurt you baby
I’ll make it up to you
I can’t say I haven’t done any wrong
Let him without sin
Cast the first stone

[Chorus]

Giddy-up
Giddy-up
Hi-o Yeah
Giddy-up
Giddy-up
Hi-o Silver

Let’s forget about the past
Ride to a brand new day
Jumpin’ over stumbling blocks
As they wander in our way
We got to keep goin’
‘Til we reach our destination
Don’t let nothin’
Hinder your inspiration

[Chorus]

Don’t change horses
In the middle of a stream baby
Don’t change horses
In the middle of a stream now
It might spoil
Our secret dream, child
It might spoil
Our secret dream, baby
Ride, ride, ride, ride
Oh girl, hey hey hey
Ride, ride, ride, ride

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Lyrics for the Day – I Don’t Know

A Ryan Bingham song also done by Jeff Bridges on Crazy Heart. Indeed I could write a book about what I don’t know.

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I don’t know baby where we stand
Where’s the future that we planned
So long ago
I don’t know
 
Well I don’t know if you’re my friend
Or a long lost lover coming back again
Where did you go?
Oh baby I don’t know
 
You’d think by now that I would’ve known better
I ain’t got a lot to show
I could write a song or I could write a letter
I could write a book about what I don’t know
 
I watched my life fall through the cracks
Like a long gone train that ain’t coming back
Where did it go?
Baby I don’t know
 
You’d think by now that I would’ve known better
I ain’t got a lot to show
I could write a song or I could write a letter
I could write a book about what I don’t know
 
My path is pretty rocky and my future ain’t long
Why do I think we gotta chance at all
Where does the wind blow?
Baby I don’t know
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Lyrics — The Tennessee Stud

Love that Doc Watson. Got into him on Will The Circle Be Unbroken

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Along about eighteen twenty-five
I left Tennessee very much alive
I never would have got through the Arkansas mud
If I hadn’t been a-ridin’ on the Tennessee Stud
I had some trouble with my sweetheart’s pa
And one of her brothers was a bad outlaw
I sent her a letter by my Uncle Bud
And I rode away on the Tennessee Stud

The Tennessee Stud was long and lean
The color of the sun and his eyes were green
He had the nerve and he had the blood
And there never was a horse like the Tennessee Stud

We drifted on down into no man’s land
We crossed that river called the Rio Grande
I raced my horse with the Spaniard’s foal
‘Til I got me a skin full of silver and gold

Me and a gambler, we couldn’t agree
We got in a fight over Tennessee
We jerked our guns and he fell with a thud
And I got away on the Tennessee Stud

The Tennessee Stud was long and lean
The color of the sun and his eyes were green
He had the nerve and he had the blood
And there never was a horse like the Tennessee Stud

I got just as lonesome as a man can be
Dreamin’ of my girl in Tennessee
The Tennessee Stud’s green eyes turned blue
‘Cause he was a-dreamin’ of a sweetheart too
We loped right back across Arkansas
I whupped her brother and I whupped her pa
I found that girl with the golden hair
And she was a-riding on the Tennessee Mare

The Tennessee Stud was long and lean
The color of the sun and his eyes were green
He had the nerve and he had the blood
And there never was a horse like the Tennessee Stud

Stirrup to stirrup and side by side
We crossed the mountains and the valleys wide
We came to Big Muddy then we forded the flood
On the Tennessee Mare and the Tennessee Stud
A pretty little baby on the cabin floor
A little horse colt playing ’round the door
I love that girl with the golden hair
And the Tennessee Stud loves the Tennessee Mare

The Tennessee Stud was long and lean
The color of the sun and his eyes were green
He had the nerve and he had the blood
And there never was a horse like the Tennessee Stud

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