I'm gettin' up when my next door neighbor's
Turnin' off the late show and hittin' the hay I've
got to sign on the radio station I'm what's known
as a country DJ Nothin' in the house but some
instant coffee doughnuts left from early yesterday
Ain't exactly what you call a gourmet breakfast
but rich boys don't play country DJ Earphones
microphones telephones backbones just about to
break now any day Phonographs photographs
autographs belly laughs epitaphs sure gettin'
wtitten this way Lord have mercy on a country DJ

Two fan letters in my box this mornin' one from
the boss says cut down the gab Woman wrote in and
asked for a song for another woman's husband
drivin' a cab News machine must've run out of
paper last thing I have is the midnight report
Weather forecast says warm and sunny funny it was
snowin' when I came in the door Earphones
microphones...
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Another discjockey taught me the business showed
me how to talk and the things to do Poor ol' boy
passed away last Monday old age got him at the age
of 22 Thirty more seconds and the fiddles start
playin' Turntable's ready got my records at hand I
still get a thrill every mornin' when I tell 'em
Howdy there friends out in the radio land
Earphones microphones... Are you sure that Ralph
Emery and Charlie Douglas got started this way I
tell you I have to do everything around here Sign
on sign off pick up records pick up trash cut
commercials Cut the grass carry out orders carry
out garbage answer to the boss Answer the phone
good mornin' radio station No ma'm Porter Wagoner
is not married to Dolly Parton thank you for
calling I tell you what I'm gonna get a real job
I'm gonna pump gas that's where my money is anyway
radio boo on radio