I've been listenin' to my radio for two or three years And the music they've been playin' is tough on bad But it's a pain into my ears But them kids come home from Mercy River Made us think back to then So let's put on our shoes and think about the blues And start all over again With that good time music Like we played so long ago Whoa, don't you know, oh yeah With that good time music Yes, it's back on radio I don't want no cryin' violins Or no section of slide trombones I don't want no screamin' yi-yi Girls and no honkin' English horns I don't want no symphony orchestra With a mom and dad and I can cry All I want is a guitar, a harp and drum Just to set my soul on fire With that good time music Like we played so long ago Whoa, don't you know, oh yeah With that good time music Yes, it's back on radio I don't want no cryin' violins Or no section of slide trombones I don't want no screamin' English horns I don't want no symphony orchestra With a mom and dad and I can cry All I want is a guitar, a harp and drum Just to set my soul on fire With that good time music I've been listenin' to my radio For two or three years And the music they've been playin' It's doggone bad But it's a band into my ears But them kids come over From the nursery Ever made us think back to that So let's put on our shoes And think about the blues So let's put on our shoes And think about the blues And start all over again With that good time music Like we played so long ago Whoa, don't you know, oh yeah With that good time music Yes, it's back on radio Thanks for watching!