"THE RADIO ON THE FRIDGE" for TENBREATHSUN [Verse 1] It sat on top of the fridge, covered in dust and time, Always on, always hummin', since '79. Morning news with cornflakes, coffee black and strong, Dad said "listen close son, that's where we belong." [Verse 2] Come home from school, that kitchen warm and light, Waylon on the speaker, crackle in the night. Mom by the stove, same old linoleum floor, That radio knew our stories, heard through that kitchen door. [Chorus] And it played all day, Through the good and the bad, Morning news, dinner news, the best we ever had. It wasn't just music, it was how we lived that way, With the radio on the fridge, playing all day. [Verse 3] Mid-afternoon, that call-in, people sellin' what they had, "Got a '78 Chevy, best truck I ever had, Call me at 684, you know I'm home by four" Nobody does that no more, nobody does that no more. [Bridge - the one that will make them tear up] Now the fridge is stainless, and the kitchen's gone too quiet, A thousand songs in my pocket, but none of them try it. I’d give it all back for that static and that glow, For Waylon at noon, and the news we already know. [Final Chorus - softer, lift] Cause it played all day, Through the good and the bad, Breakfast news, supper news, more details they had. It wasn't just a radio, it was family in a way, With the radio on the fridge, playing all day. Yeah, the radio on the fridge... still playing in my mind today. [Outro] Ooo... always on... Ooo... still on...
