Jo Hikk - My Kind Of Radio lyrics

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There’s a Black Hawk down on the front line

Twelve men killed in a coal mine

While the world pays it's last respects

Can’t find an ounce of comfort on your breath

That’s the worst song I ever heard

Same old stuff just different words

The same old beat going boom chukka boom

Only the man in black can make that cool

I know the world is full of hate

Sometimes the Devil deals the fate

Tell me something I don’t know

If you got nothing good to say

At least find something good to play

Maybe some Haggard or some Jones

That's my kind of radio

Songs about Jesus, songs about faith

Songs about love when it's too late

Songs about whiskey and old barstools

Give me something I can sink my teeth into

Make me laugh and make me cry

Make me stop and wonder why

Tell my something I don't know

So caller one you're on the line

What's your flavor it's your dime

Might take some Willie or some Stones

That's my kind of radio

Make me laugh and make me cry

Make me stop and wonder why

Tell me something I don't know

If you've got nothing good to say

At least find something good to play

Maybe some Haggard or some Jones

That's my kind of radio

Mm, my kind of radio

My kind of radio<br />

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Thanks to razvan