Freedy Johnston | Tryin' to Move On / 20 Radios (Acoustic)

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Tryin' to Move On / 20 Radios (Acoustic)

by Freedy Johnston

Solo acoustic versions of "Tryin' To Move On" and "20 Radios"
Genre: Pop: 90's Pop
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1. Tryin' to Move On
3:41 $0.99
2. 20 Radios
2:40 $0.99
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Album Notes
Freedy Johnston: vocal and guitar
Recorded by Doug Scott at Wallytrax, Wallyhood, Ca.
Mastered by Scott Hull at Masterdisk

Words and music by Freedy Johnston
copyright 2019 Trouble Tree Music/BMI



The first thing is I break my neck
Picking up my last check
And then I total the rental car
Backing it into the hotel bar
And on the way over the airport fence
Somehow I lose my new glasses
And all I see is the bright, white lights
Hey man, but that's alright
It's just me tryin' to move on

I'm tryin' to move on and find myself
Some way out of this goddamned cell
And so I lay down dead on the floor
And when they're gone run off from the morgue
Seen me driving away in the van
I tip my coroner's cap to the man
And hit the road with a new point of view
Hey man, what would you do?
It's just me tryin' to move on

The last thing I remember seeing
Was my face in the rear view mirror
I took the chance just to say goodbye
But I had a far, faraway look in my eye


I got twenty radios
At a significant discount
I know somebody close
To the business
I set 'em up on the porch
All tuned different
And I sit there with my dog
And I watch the stars

Karen tell us your story
Because it speaks to this
It's the only supplement
You will ever need
Out on I-95
One dead, two alive
It's that night fever, night fever

Did you ever hear twenty radios
Right around sunrise
Jesus and an oldie
And light traffic
I woke up on the porch
The dog is barking
The deputy's at the gate
But it's ok, I know him



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