Radio

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Anderson, South Carolina - TL Hanna High
 The people there will tell you - ask any passerby
 About the kid who speaks in gibberish - folks'll tell you, "Shoot...
 Wasn't nothing but a little love and attention gave voice to a mute"
 Who stood with his transistor - pressed against his ear
 Picking up certain frequencies that only he could hear
 There was this little man inside it - perhaps his only friend
 The only one who'd talk to him - the only one back then
 Coach Jones barked, "Come here, boy!" to this kid up in the stands
 Who was mimicking him loudly - making gestures with his hands
 The players on the football team exchanged uneasy glances
 You jumped when Coach said to jump - but oh, how slow the boy was advancing
 Coach Jones was pulling on the drawstrings on his hood
 The kid, he spoke in gibberish -Coach, he understood
 Lamb imitating lion - it sure looked like easy prey
 But this is not what happened - no, it went the other way
 This kid they nicknamed Radio was 18 going on 6
 The team needed a water boy - and so the job was his
 Coach convinced the principal to bend a couple rules
 He'd pick up Radio every day - on his way to school
 Everywhere that Coach Jones went his lamb was sure to go
 They tried him out in Special Ed but his marks were too low
 The kid's now in his 50's - his hair is sprinkled white
 For 30 years he's come to school - he cannot read or write
 Come Football Fridays - they let Radio be the star
 He falls in with the marching band and then with the color guard
 He jumps when the cheerleaders jump - with pom poms on his hands
 He cusses like the coaches do & he high fives with the fans
 They give Radio report cards & they give him varsity letters
 They let him wander freely in his TL Hanna sweater
 He visits all the classrooms - and whenever there's a test
 He whips out his box of crayons - he tries his very best
 Everyone knows Radio - the townspeople adore him
 The students pat his head just like their parents did before them
 Anderson, South Carolina... folks'll tell you, "Shoot...
 It wasn't nothing but a little love and attention - gave voice to a mute

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Duration
04:36
Key
11
Tempo
88 BPM

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