I Turned On The Radio Just The Other Day
I Let Out A Holler, I Let Out A Hey
Something's Wrong Here, But I've Paid My Dues
My Favorite Radio Station Stopped Playing The Blues

Now I Can't Eat
I Can't Sleep
Nothing To Hum To
Can't Tap My Feet . . .

No More Jimmy Vaughan, Clapton's Off Too
No More Muddy Waters, Lord What Can I Do?
I'd Send In A Letter, But I Can't Complain
I Feel So Cloudy It Looks Like Rain

I Can't Smile
Can't Keep The Beat
Nothing To Hum To
Can't Tap My Feet. . .

No One To Help Me Cry
No One To Sympathize
My Radio Station And I
We Had Good Times

I've Been Crying So I Lost My Voice
I Lost My Man To A Little Girl From Detroit
My CD Player Don't Work Anymore
Now I'm Even Worse Off Than I Was Before

Now I Can't Eat
I Can't Sleep
Nothing To Hum To
Can't Tap My Feet . . .

No One To Help Me Cry
No One To Sympathize
My Radio Station And I
We Had Good Times

I Can't Smile
You Wouldn't Too
If Your Favorite Radio Station
Stopped Playing The Blues