Brian Setzer Orchestra - Ghost Radio lyrics

rate me

written by J. Strummer and B. Setzer

As I came acrose the Pecos and broke west of the line

This thunderstorm was running and it ran me out of time

So I was racing through the rain with this rig from Tennessee

When a voice cut through the static, bringing comfort home to me

They were singing

I ain't sittin' in no shack

Got me a Ford right out the back

So come on and roll me over

If I ain't there in nothing flat

With a honky-tonk attitude

I'll be doing the straight line swing

C'mon and grab your horseshoe

And throw it in the ring

Now the levee wall was breaking, rocks were rolling from the ridge

The announcer broke in, saying there was a bus trapped on the bridge

So I turned my rig around, I was axle-deep in mud

And I found those people stranded, the bridge was groaning in the flood

Still my radio was singing

I ain't sittin' in no shack

Got me a Ford right out the back

So come on and roll me over

If I ain't there in nothing flat

With a honky-tonk attitude

I'll be doing the straight line swing

C'mon and grab your horseshoe

And throw it in the ring

With the grinding of my engine, I hauled those people free

With the raging river rising, the driver came thanking me

So I told him about the message; he said, That can't be right

The storm knocked out the radio tower late last Saturday night

But through the static we heard singing

I ain't sittin' in no shack

Got me a Ford right out the back

So come on and roll me over

If I ain't there in nothing flat

With a honky-tonk attitude

I'll be doing the straight line swing

C'mon and grab your horseshoe

And throw it in the ring

Them old truckers gonna tell you down the lonely interstate

Out the dead air on the waveband, the Texas Playboys break

You'll hear a keening voice, Bob Wills is with you as you drive

And you'll know you got a broadcast straight from 1935

Can you hear him singing

I ain't sittin' in no shack

Got me a Ford right out the back

So come on and roll me over

If I ain't there in nothing flat

With a honky-tonk attitude

I'll be doing the straight line swing

C'mon and grab your horseshoe

And throw it in the ring