I've been listening to my radio
For two or three years
And the music they've been playing is so doggone bad
That it's offendin' to my ears
But them kids come over from the Mersey river
Made us think back 'til then
So let's put on our shoes
And think about the blues
And start all over again
With that good time music
Like we played so long ago, Wo-oh don't you know oh-yeah
With that good time music
Yes, it's back on the radio
I don't want no cryin' violins
No sax or slide trombones
I don't want no screaming ya-ya girls
And no honkin' English horns
I don't want no symphony orchestra
With the Mormon Tabernacle Choir
All I want is a guitar, a harp, and drum
Just to set my soul on fire
With that good time music
Like we played so long ago, Wo-oh don't you know oh-yeah
With that good time music
Yes, it's back on the radio
I've been listening to my radio
For two or three years
And the music they've been playing is so doggone bad
That it's offendin' to my ears
But them kids come over from the Mersey river
Made us think back 'til then
So let's put on our shoes
And think about the blues
And start all over again
With that good time music
Like we played so long ago, Wo-oh don't you know oh-yeah
With that good time music
Yes, it's back on the radio
