I want to tell you about Texas Radio and the big beat.
It comes out of the Virginia swamps
Some call it heavenly in its brilliance
others mean and rueful of the Western dream.
"Forget the night! Live with us in forests of azure
out here on the perimeter there are no stars.
Listen to this I'll tell you about the heartaches;
I'll tell you about heartache and the loss of God.
I'll tell you about the hopeless night
the meager food my soul forgot
tell you about the maiden with the wrought i - ron soul.
I want to tell you about Texas Radio and the big beat
soft driven slow and mad like some new language.
Listen to this I'll tell you about Texas;
I'll tell you about Texas Ra - di - o.
I'll tell you about the hopeless night
the wanderin' the Western dream
tell you about the maiden with the wrought i - ron soul.