Mister DJ lyrics - The Charlie Daniels Band

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