I am leaving 
Mississippi in the evening rain
These Delta towns wear satin gowns
In a high beamed frame
Loretta Lynn guides my hands through the radio
Where would 
I be in times like these
Without the songs 
Loretta wrote?'
Cause when you can't find a friend
You've still got the radio
When you can't find a friend
You've still got the radio
The radioListen to the radio
The radioListen to the radio
RadioI left a handsome, two stepped
Good ole boy in 
TennesseeNow, he's sittin' on the sofa, he's lookin' for his supper
Wonderin', "What's become of me?"
I've got a double-o-eighteen 
Martin guitar in the
Back seat of the car
Hey, I'm leaving 
Mississippi
With the radio on'
Cause when you can't find a friend
You've still got the radio
When you can't find a friend
You've still got the radio
The radioListen to the radio
The radioListen to the radio
It's the radio
Listen to the radio
The radioThere's a moon across the border
In the Louisiana sky
I smell the 
Pontchartrain, 
I hear Silver 
WingsAnd then, away 
Merle Haggard had to fly
That good ole boy will find a 
Band of Gold on the stereo
Hey, then my 
Mama's gonna call and say
Where's she gone?
He'll say, "Down the road with the radio on"
When you can't find a friend
You've still got the radio
And when you can't find a friend
You've still got the radio
The radioListen to the radio
The radioListen to the radio
The radioListen to the radio
The radioNow listen to the radio
The radio[Incomprehensible] down the road[Incomprehensible]
RadioListen to the radio
The radioListen to the radio
The radioListen to the radio
The radioListen to the radio
The radioListen to the radio
The radioListen to the radio...