Текст (слова) песни: Bill Anderson - Every Time I Turn The Radio On
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 [ guitar - steel ] 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`...
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