Intro - E - A - E - A
E
My radio wakes me up from my dreams,
This bathroom close feeling cold on my feet,
A E
But I keep the rhythm by brushin my teeth to the ra dio,
(verse 2)
E
Next thing I knew that toothbrush in my hand was a microphone,
A
And I was starin back at ten thousand screamin fans,
E
Through my rad io,
(chorus)
B
Back to earth, off to work that is the deal,
A E - A - E - A
I'm not a star but I know how it feels on my radio,
(verse 3)
E
I pulled into work and heard born to be wild,
I reached for the knob and I' cranked it up loud,
A E
And I blasted that Harley straight on through the town on my r adio,
(chorus)
B
Nah these long handle bars are just my steering wheel,
A E
And I'm not a rebel but I know how it feels on my ra dio,
(bridge)
C#m B
Music carries he arts away,
A E
turns them round and makes them stay,
C#m B
Proves there's nothing y ou can't do,
A E
And by itself makes dreams come t rue,
(verse 4)
We pulled off of the road just to talk for a while,
I pulled her closer then I saw her smile,
Lit up by the soft amber light of the dial on my radio,
(verse 5)
And somehow the DJ knew just what to play,
And the singer knew just what to say,
To make her melt in my arms that way,
By the radio,
(verse 6)
Two innocent hearts in an automobile,
I'm not a stud but I know how it feels,
Thank God for that radio,
(chorus)
Yea I've learned about love and I learned about life,
And I've done it all starin straight through the eyes of my radio,
Yea my radio, Thank God for that radio, on my radio
