Kitty Wells
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(Hugh X. Lewis)

A story 'bout a friend of mine
Who worked down near the Georgia Line
A DJ in a little country station
Everybody loved him dear
'Cause he played what they liked to hear
He built himself quite a reputation.

At record hops he stayed out late
And his mom would always wait
To see if he had made it home alive
She warned against his loss of sleep
And driving fast in that old heap
And that he had to be at work by five.

BJ the DJ you're living much too fast
And if you don't change your ways
Don't see how you can last.

Every morning just past four
From the driveway he would roar
He overslept and he was late again
Then at breakneck speed he'd drive
To sign the station on at five
He had lots of records he must spin.

His mom sat by the radio
Until his voice called her hello
She knew then that he made it there alright
Then she'd say a little prayer
He'd be safe for he was there
And she'd wait up for him again tonight.

Then one cold and rainy morn
All the tires were badly worn
But still he scratched off just as fast as time
BJ had a lot of nerve
But he completely missed the curve
And he signed off down near the Georgia Line.

Mom sat by the radio
The voice she heard she didn't know
BJ'd never been this late before
But with the road so bad and all
She'd wait a while before she call
And then she heard the knock upon the door.

BJ the DJ only twenty four
A wreck at ninety miles an hour
He'll spin the hits no more...


Mirror lyrics:

He'll spin the hits no more...
A wreck at ninety miles an hour
BJ the DJ only twenty four

And then she heard the knock upon the door.
She'd wait a while before she call
But with the road so bad and all
BJ'd never been this late before
The voice she heard she didn't know
Mom sat by the radio

And he signed off down near the Georgia Line.
But he completely missed the curve
BJ had a lot of nerve
But still he scratched off just as fast as time
All the tires were badly worn
Then one cold and rainy morn

And she'd wait up for him again tonight.
He'd be safe for he was there
Then she'd say a little prayer
She knew then that he made it there alright
Until his voice called her hello
His mom sat by the radio

He had lots of records he must spin.
To sign the station on at five
Then at breakneck speed he'd drive
He overslept and he was late again
From the driveway he would roar
Every morning just past four

Don't see how you can last.
And if you don't change your ways
BJ the DJ you're living much too fast

And that he had to be at work by five.
And driving fast in that old heap
She warned against his loss of sleep
To see if he had made it home alive
And his mom would always wait
At record hops he stayed out late

He built himself quite a reputation.
'Cause he played what they liked to hear
Everybody loved him dear
A DJ in a little country station
Who worked down near the Georgia Line
A story 'bout a friend of mine

(Hugh X. Lewis)


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