Emmylou Harris On The Radio written by Donna Summer
Giorgio Moroder
John McFee guitar
Steve Fishell steel guitar
Bill Payne keyboards
Keith Knudsen drums
Mike Bowden bass
Barry Tashian acoustic guitar
Someone found a letter you wrote me, on the radio
And they told the world just how you felt
It must have fallen out of a hole in your old brown overcoat
They never said your name
But I knew just who they meant
I was so surprised and shocked, and I wondered, too
If by chance you heard it for yourself
I never told a soul just how I've been feeling over you
But they said it really loud
They said it on the air On the radio
Whoa, oh, oh On the radio
Whoa oh oh oh On the radio
Whoa, oh, oh Whoa, oh, oh
Now Don't it kinda strike you sad when you hear our song
Things are not the same since we broke up last June
The only thing that I wanna hear is that you love me still
And that you think you'll be comin' home real soon
Whoa
And it made me feel proud when I heard you say
You couldn't find the words to say it all yourself
And now in my heart I know I can say what I really mean
'Cause they said it really loud
They said it on the air On the radio
Whoa, oh, oh On the radio
Whoa oh oh oh On the radio
Whoa, oh, oh Whoa, oh, oh
SOLO
If you think that love isn't found on the radio
Well tune right in you may find the love you lost
'Cause now I'm sitting here with the man I sent away long ago
He found he really lied he said he realy lied
On the radio
Whoa oh oh oh On the radio
Whoa, oh, oh Whoa, oh, oh
>From Emmylou Harris "White Shoes"
Warner Brothers Records 1983
Rick's Music/Revelation Music/Sweet Summer Night