Bill Anderson - Every time i turn the radio on Lyrics
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- Every time i turn the radio on Lyrics
Album: Greatest Hits 2 [Varese] (Bill Anderson) Every time I turn the radio on Some cat's singin' a happy song About a woman who wakes him up Every morning and loves him Scrambles his eggs and unscrambles his life Butters his toast with a golden knife Bears his kids And nearly 'bout all of his burdens. And I just sit there starin' at the wall Wonderin' how I missed it all I've been out half of the night And I'm hung over. Nobody woke me rubbin' my feet Just the sound of a jackhammer out in the street And this ole room Ain't exactly a field of clover. Am I the only tavern-hoppin' Beer-can-poppin' fool left in the world Am I the only sad-and-lonely Meek-weak-freak without a girl? No one to love and make me happy Call me baby or call me pappy. Am I the only low-and-lonely Woman-needin' jukebox-feedin' Sufferin' son of a gun left in the world? --- Instrumental --- Every time I turn the radio on Some cat's singin' a happy song About the woman who serves him Love on a silver platter. Makes his coffee sweet and warm holds him in her lovin' arms I look in the mirror and I wonder What's the matter? Am I the only tavern-hoppin' Beer-can-poppin' fool left in the world Am I the only sad-and-lonely Meek-weak-freak without a girl? No one to love and make me happy Call me baby or call me pappy. Am I the only low-and-lonely Woman-needin' jukebox-feedin' Sufferin' son of a gun left in the world?...
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