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