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