Now I drive a big bulldog <br />She's a one stack Mack <br />C.B. friends call me bullfrog <br />And they watch my back <br />But when fatigue takes over <br />And I'm fading fast <br />I just grab my cup of coffee <br />And reach for the dash <br /> <br />Radio Lady, I'm turning you on, <br />I love your sweet music, I love your sweet voice <br />When the ride gets too weary, And the road gets too long <br />Radio Lady, I'm turning you on <br /> <br />Like the fox in the jukebox <br />Who's songs say it all <br />From letters in a shoebox <br />You take my calls <br />Requsts and dedications <br />Are my favorite part <br />You say this one's for the Bullfrog <br />And you touch my heart <br /> <br />Radio Lady, I'm turning you on, <br />I love your sweet music, I love your sweet voice <br />When the ride gets too weary, And the road gets too long <br />Radio Lady, I'm turning you on <br /> <br />We are coast to coast <br />On a channel of our own <br />I know I'll always find you <br />No matter where we go <br /> <br />Radio Lady, I'm turning you on, <br />I love your sweet music, I love your sweet voice <br />When the ride gets too weary, And the road gets too long <br />Radio Lady, I'm turning you on<br /><br />Robert Wynn<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/radio-lady/
