Mixtaping the Radio

Brandon Davis

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Ain’t one single speck of dust been moved around my childhood room My boy sat down by the bed on the floor just like I used to do Must’ve pushed right past them cardboard cans of long cut wintergreen Pulled out an old boot box of classics labeled bootleg symphony One hundred point seven top 10 records on cassette So I dusted off that RCA and threw one in the deck And it took me back to ‘99, summer love, strawberry wine Friends were low, but blue clear skies were leaving me amazed FM airwaves cranked up high, my spool wound up recording live Everything between the commercial breaks I’d dub a little country over daddy’s rock and roll Mixtaping the radio I sat him down and laid them out, said son let me explain Ain’t none of them the same, each one’s a special time and place That one’s from my first heartbreak and this one’s from senior prom This one used to help me get a little lucky with your mom Something clicked when side B came to end So, we flipped it to side A to start the whole damn thing again And it took me back to ‘99, summer love, strawberry wine Friends were low, but blue clear skies were leaving me amazed FM airwaves cranked up high, my spool wound up recording live Everything between the commercial breaks I’d dub a little country over daddy’s rock and roll Mixtaping the radio It's more than just a plastic case, probably ain’t worth a thing You can’t put a price on how it feels when you push play And it took me back to ‘99, summer love, strawberry wine Friends were low, but blue clear skies were leaving me amazed FM airwaves cranked up high, my spool wound up recording live Everything between the commercial breaks I’d dub a little country over daddy’s rock and roll Mixtaping the radio