Radio Land

Listen while you read!
Songwriters: Michael Martin Murphey, Jim Ed Norman, Chick Rains
I remember a country evening
When the sun was going down
Sittin' on the front porch
Listenin' to the sounds

While mama did the dishes
Daddy rolled a smoke
From a can of old Prince Albert
His hands as strong as oak

And the sounds of the Grand Old Opry came out of Ryman Hall
Roy Acuff played the fiddle and sang, Wabash Cannonball
Hank Williams whispered, I Saw the Light
And people everywhere sat listening in the night

Out in radio land, out in radio land
We all closed our eyes, listen to the band
Out in radio land, out in radio land
We all dreamed of radio land

Then Wolfman Jack came a howlin'
From across the Rio Grande
Layin' down the sounds that all the kids could understand
Mama and daddy was sleepin'

But the kids were wide awake
Listenin' to Bill Haley rattle, roll, and shake
Ol' Jerry Lee banged on the keys and screamed, Great Balls of Fire
Elvis crooned out, Don't Be Cruel
The girls swooned with desire

Out in radio land, out in radio land
We all closed our eyes, listen to the band
Out in radio land, out in radio land
We all dreamed of radio land

I remember summer evenings
Late night rock and roll
Miles and miles of highway
With just my radio

I remember a night when it felt so right
A lover's moon above
And the songs that they were playin'
The night we fell in love

Out in radio land, out in radio land
We all closed our eyes, listen to the band
Out in radio land, out in radio land
We all dreamed of radio land

We both closed our eyes
Listened to the band
Out in radio land, out in radio land
We fell in love in radio land

Out in radio land, out in radio land
We all closed our eyes, listen to the band
Out in radio land, out in radio land
We all dreamed of radio land

We still close our eyes
And listen to the band
Out in radio land, out in radio land
We still dream in radio land