| Oh what a sunny day
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| When they carried the radio home
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| Bringing him in off of the truck
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| And the dogs wouldn’t leave us alone
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| Mr. Radio
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| Come down here to keep us company
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| We listen in a room
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| Through the miles and miles of night
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| Deep in the heart of the Bible Belt
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| In the golden radio light
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| Mr. Radio
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| Come down here to keep us company
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| And it’s hard days out in the field
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| The crows in the high tree top
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| If the man’s away from his home all day
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| His chickens might fall to the fox
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| Mr. Radio
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| What can you do about that uh huh
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| And you can take me down to a river town
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| Where the citizens dance till dawn
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| Dance so close it’s a sin almost
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| The way they carry on
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| Mr. Radio
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| I never dreamed you could
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| And it’s miles at the careless touch
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| Of a tired hand in time
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| When evening fell I heard a stranger sell
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| Dreams that were never mine
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| Mr. Radio
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| Come down here to keep us company
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| Come down here to keep us company |