Hope Nunnery & Steve Tarshis: Music

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© 2006

For Johnny Cash

Daddy’s car zigzagging, up the dirt road
Belly full of liquor, Devil got a hold, but he
Brung a pretty present set it high on the Frigidaire, Where that
Youngon can’t touch it, you know she’ll break it, I swear

Chorus:

My little pink radio
My little pink radio
Shoo the devil out the door
My little pink radio

Mama got a black eye, she staring out the window
Puffin on a Pell Mell, coffee getting colder, she
Big and fat and pretty, better than a movie star
Mama sweet foot tapping to the sound of the soft guitars

Chorus:

Little pink radio
Little pink radio
Shoo the devil out the door
Little pink radio

Break

Daddy got his job back, captain on the chang gang, now he a
Shotgun, bible toting’ preaching man, He
Holler at Jesus, holler messing with liquor no more, he holler
Youngon never, ever touch my radio, oh but

Bridge:

I push the chair to the Frigidaire
Shinny up the side, like a granddaddy spider
Turn that knob full blast with the old flyswatter, on the

Chorus:

My little pink radio
My little pink radio
Shoo the devil out the door
My little pink radio