Radio Land

Radio Land - Michael Martin Murphey (邁可-馬丁-墨菲)

Written by：C. Rains/J.E. Norman/M. Murphey.

I remember a country evening

When the sun was going down

Sitting on the front porch

Listening 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 Lyman 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 Wolfgang jack came a howling

From across the Rio grade

Laying down the sounds that

All the kids could understand

Mama and daddy was sleeping

But the kids were wide awake

Listening 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 playing

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

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