[Verse 1] Screen porch humming with a tube-lit glow Waiting on the deejay to play our song Sock feet tapping on the wooden floor Summer heat rolling right on through the door [Chorus] Turn it up, turn it up, catch that fading sound AM radio nights, best years we found Static and a heartbeat, dial turned just right Chasing every station on an AM radio night [Verse 2] Soda shop closing, we'd linger by the phone Hoping for a slow song before we headed home Borrowed the Buick, windows rolled down low Cruising the back road where the wild roses grow [Chorus 2] Turn it up, turn it up, catch that fading sound AM radio nights, best years we found Static and a heartbeat, dial turned just right Chasing every station on an AM radio night [Bridge] Now the stations changed, the towers came down Nothing on the dial sounds like that town But somewhere past the static, I still hear it play That same old song from a simpler day [Chorus 3] Turn it up, turn it up, catch that fading sound AM radio nights, we still hold the sound Static and a heartbeat, dial turned just right Chasing every station on an AM radio night [Outro] AM radio... AM radio nights... [End]
