Mama took the suitcases and
blankets
made us a little nest.
Every time we peek up she
says
"You kids try to get a little
rest."
We can hear her and daddy
singing,
warm as the dashlight glow,
In the back seat, rain for
the drumbeat,
listening to that late night
radio.
We're almost sleeping,
tucking in our legs and arms.
We're almost dreaming,
looking through the rain at
the little lights of the farms.
If we get stuck in the mud,
my daddy he will carry us
I know.
The music's coming all the
way from
Texas on the late night radio.
Now my own children
are back in that nest where
I used to be.
Every time they peek up, I
say
"You kids now try to get a
little sleep,"
And the older girl says,
"Daddy I wish we could drive
all night,
Just go and go-
Oh I love it when it's raining
can we listen to the radio?
Listen to that late night
radio.
Can we drive all night
and Daddy listen to
can we drive all night now
Daddy and listen to that
late night radio?
In the back seat, rain for
the drum beat,
listen to that late night
radio?
In the back seat, rain for
the drum beat,
listen to that late night
radio.
Coming all the way from Texas,
Oh that late night radio.
In the back seat, rain for
the drum beat,
listen to that late night
radio.
Oh I love it, I love it ,
I love it,
Love it when it's raining
Can we go and go and go and
go and go and go and go and ....
Listen to that late night
radio.
Can we go and go and go and
go and go and?
Marco Giunco |
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