Damn That Radio

She took a double barrel twelve guage buck shot to her alarm clock

She'll kill that George Strait baby blue with one shot

She was a cussin' and a screamin' off the wrong side of the bed

Madder than hell with him in her head

Whole trailer park knew the radio had done it again.

Ah damn that radio for playin' their song

Stirrin' up a memory she thought was gone

God knows that old DJ don't know what he's done

Ah damn that radio for playin' their song

Well she fired up the Chevy and she tour it up and down the rural rout

Rippin' on two wheels 'round the courthouse

She was mad at George and WKXY

But she was lookin' for the sucker that had lefter the cry

Everybody in town was runnin' for a place to hide

Ah damn that radio for playin' their song

Stirrin' up a memory she thought was gone

God knows that old DJ don't know what he's done

Ah damn that radio for playin' their song

Down at the station, Lord, the phones ring all day long

Whole town callin' beggin' please don't play that song

Now the preacher was preachin' in the spirit of jubilation

To a sunny day happy face weddin' congregation

He read 'til death do us part' straight outta the word

Then a chevy flew by and just flipped him the bird

He said 'father forgive her'

As the bride ran shakin' her fist

(Get 'em bitch!)

Ah damn that radio for playin' their song

Stirrin' up a memory she thought was gone

God knows that old DJ don't know what he's done

Ah damn that radio for playin' their song

Stirrin' up a memory she thought was gone

God knows that old DJ don't know what he's done

Ah damn that radio

Damn that radio

Damn that radio for playin' their song