Turn Up The Radio Songtext
von Ennis Sisters

I packed up my life in an old knapsack,
Made up my mind I′m not going back,
You and me and the open road;
And wherever we decide to go,
The moon and the stars will be our guide,
We've got the whole wide world and nothin′ to hide; If it's on your mind, you've gotta let it slide,
We′re goin′ where the wind blows.
Turn up the radio,
We might just figure this out as we go;
No time for takin' it slow,
So turn up the radio.


Maybe someday we′ll be ready for this,
A white picket fence and a couple of kids;
I know what I'm not, and I know what this is,
And I′m not doin' it yet.
Turn up the radio,
We might just figure this out as we go;
No time for takin′ it slow,
So turn up the radio.
We've got no time for sorrow,
We'll drop a line tomorrow,
When they figure out we′re on our way.