Poor Valley Radio

I smell the smoke

I feel the flames

So pull the truck into the garage

A holdall full of cash

And a change of name

We're heading back to Poor Valley

Dark-haired true lover on the whispering radio

A message from the heart of the world

Back in Poor Valley, one lonely orphan child

Is riding the airwaves into space

When the house burnt down

She came back to town

Smoke still on her clothes

She bought a new guitar

And planned to stay right here

Roots deep in the ground

We nudge the car beneath a shady apple tree

And settle our vows in the back seat

When I die, baby, will you bury me up on a hill

Standing upright in a glass coffin

So I can see the light that slipped right through my hands

And we'll stay here in Poor Valley

It's not where I belong

But things kept going wrong

Everyone I had is gone

Dark-haired true lover on the whispering radio

A message from the heart of the world

Back in Poor Valley, one lonely orphan child

Is riding the airwaves

Riding the airwaves into space