I am leaving Mississippi
In the evening rain

Well' 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

And when you can't find a friend
You've still got the radio

The radio' listen to the radio

The radio

I left a handsome two-stepping good old boy in Tennessee

Now' he's sittin' on the sofa' he's lookin' for his supper
Wonderin' what's become of me
I've got a double-oh-eighteen Martin guitar
In the back seat of the car
And I am leaving Mississippi
With the radio on

'Cause 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 radio' listen to the radio

The radio

There's a moon across the border
In the Louisiana sky
I smell the Pontchartrain' I hear silver wings
And then away Merle Haggard flies
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?"
And 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 radio' listen to the radio

The radio' listen to the radio

The radio' listen to the radio
The radio' listen to the radio