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?

When you can't find a friend
You still got the radio
When you can't find a friend
You still got the radio
Radio, listen to the radio
Radio, listen to the radio

I left a handsome two stepped good old boy in Tennessee
Now, he's sitting on the sofa, looking for his supper wondering what's become of me
I've got a double-o-eighteen Martin guitar in the backseat of the car
Hey, I'm leaving Mississippi with the radio on

When you can't find a friend
You still got the radio
When you can't find a friend
You still got the radio
Radio, listen to the radio
Radio, listen to the radio

There's a moon across the border in the Louisiana sky
I smell the Pontchartrain, I hear Silver Wings, then away Merle Haggard fly
That good old 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
When you can't find a friend
You've still got the radio
Radio, listen to the radio
Radio, listen to the radio