歌曲名 Hippie Radio

歌手名 Eric Church

作词：Eric Church

作曲：Eric Church

My daddy had a pontiac

on the beige-er side of yellow

He was a young man then and I was a little fella

I'd play in that bench back seat

And listen to the songs get sung

He couldn't carry a tune in a bucket

But he'd sing at the top of his lungs

Carry on my wayward son on the hippie radio

Songs about the flower babies

and the birth of rock and roll

And I was a band I would stand

And we'd bounce down the road

A boy and his dad in a pontiac with that hippie radio

Can't' remember if it was seventeen

maybe eighteen is right

But I'll never forget those baby blues

And the glow of that dashboard light

I'd won her heart the week before

And it was hot right from the start

I busted her brother billy's mouth

for makin' fun of my car

It was white wedding and rebel yell

on the hippie radio

I was a werewolf in london

And she was lady marmalade's soul

And I'd crank the band take her hand

And we'd pull off back a road

A boy and his girl in a pontiac and the hippie radio

Four years and seven days from tying

cans to the bumper

I was pacing a maternity floor

my flower baby was a mother

My hands were shaking as

we were leaving taking our boy home

My heart was full and in my head

I could hear a long long song

Cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon

on the hippie radio

A-b-c 1-2-3 don't blink or he'll be gone

And I took her hand and

She just smiled with a look that said I know

A boy and his dad

And a boy and his girl in a pontiac

And the hippie radio