Lyrics
Well, the day I was born, the doc couldn't believe
I came out cryin' Chattahoochee
Didn't take too long after that
For the hair on my head to grow long in the back
Now all the girls want me to pick 'em up
When they hear me rollin' by in my pickup truck
'Cause it sounds like the radio
Back in '94, you know
Hook a speaker up to my soul
It sounds like the radio
Sounds like a damn good time
Soakin' up some neon light
Well, it's a little bit of fiddle
And a whole lot of country gold
Yeah, my whole life sounds like the radio
Oh, people call me a walkin' talkin' jukebox
I keep the hits spinnin' non-stop
Somethin' 'bout a steel guitar moaning the blues
Makes me wanna throw back a case or two
They say honky-tonk heroes go to Heaven, you know
Maybe that's why everybody wants to go
'Cause it sounds like the radio
Back in '94, you know
Hook a speaker up to my soul
It sounds like the radio
Sounds like a damn good time
Soakin' up some neon light
Well, it's a little bit of fiddle
And a whole lot of country gold
Yeah, my whole life sounds like the radio
Well, when I die, lay me down in the ground
Next to an old beer joint with a party crowd
Where it sounds like the radio
Back in '94, you know
Hook a speaker up to my soul
It sounds like the radio
Sounds like a damn good time
Soakin' up some neon light
Well, it's a little bit of fiddle
And a whole lot of country gold
Yeah, my whole life sounds like the radio
I said, my whole life sounds like the radio