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 ya can't find a friend you've still got the radio
The radio, oh, listen to the radio
The radio, now, listen to the radio!
The radio, oh

I left a handsome two-stepped good ol’ boy in Tennessee
Now he's sittin' on the sofa, lookin' for his supper, wonderin' what's become of me
I've got a double-o-eighteen Martin guitar in the backseat of the car
Hey, I am leaving Mississippi with the radio on

'Cause when ya can't find a friend you still got the radio
When ya can't find a friend you've still got the radio
The radio, oh, listen to the radio
The radio, listen to the radio!
It's the radio, oh, listen to the radio
The radio, oh

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 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 ya can't find a friend you've still got the radio
And when ya can't find a friend you've still got the radio
The radio, oh, listen to the radio
The radio, listen to the radio!
The radio, oh, listen to the radio
The radio, now, listen to the radio
The radio, oh, and then, down the road you're going
The radio , oh, listen to the radio
The radio, listen to the radio!
The radio, oh