Texas Radio and the Big Beat

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I want to tell you about Texas Radio and the big beat.
It comes out of the Virginia swamps 
cool and slow with rugged precision 
with a backbeat narrow and hard to master.
 
 
Em
Some call it heavenly in its brilliance 
others  mean and rueful of the Western dream.
I love the friends I have gathered together on this thin raft.
We have constructed pyramids in honour of our escaping.
This is the land where the Pharaoh died.
 
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Em
The negroes in the forest  brightly feathered  and they are saying:
"Forget the night! Live with us in forests of azure 
out here on the perimeter  there are no stars.
Out here we is stoned immaculate."
 
 
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Listen to this I'll tell you about the heartaches;
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I'll tell you about heartache and the loss of God.
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I'll tell you about the hopeless night 
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the meager food my soul forgot 
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tell you about the maiden with the wrought i - ron soul.
 
 
Em
I want to tell you about Texas Radio and the big beat 
soft driven  slow and mad like some new language.
 
 
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Listen to this I'll tell you about Texas;
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I'll tell you about Texas       Ra - di - o.
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I'll tell you about the hopeless night 
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the wanderin' the Western dream 
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tell you about the maiden with the wrought i - ron soul.