The Charlie Daniels Band - Mister DJ lyrics

Mr DJ won't you please play me a song Play it for an old boy who's a long long way from home With a thousand miles ahead and a thousand miles behind A dollar in his pocket and a woman on his mind You can pick out almost anything you choose Play Sweet Home Alabama or let Waylon sing the blues I don't care what kind of music just as long as it sounds tough Don't play any hurting songs cause I feel bad enough Now don't get the wrong impression I ain't meaning to complain But it would be Sunday morning and I guess it had to rain And I was doing pretty good until I heard that durned old train Going who knows where And I guess the combination's got me feeling kinda low And all I've got to cheer me up is this all night radio Why don't you play us something hot and let this 18 wheeler Roll my blues away Well I called her from a phone booth in St Paul When I asked her if she loved me I got no reply at all And if that's the way she wants it that's the way it's gonna be It might hurt a little while but that's alright with me I've been jamming gears and wondering what went wrong Then I turned on the radio and I heard a country song And it kinda keeps me moving helps me rolling down the line But when you played that hurtin' song I almost started cryin' Willie drowned in Whiskey River with Hank Jr's rowdy friends The Oak Ridge Boys sang Elvira Ricky played the mandolin Then them old boys from Alabama put the pedal to the medal And let it toll Roll On And I started feeling bad when George stopped loving her today Why don't you let old Mickey Gilley get down on them 88's Come on and play us something hot and let this 18 wheeler roll my blues away Hey Mr DJ hey Mr DJ hey Mr DJ