Steel Belted Radio

Written in October 1997 in Wakefield, Quebec

I dreamed I turned on my Steel Belted Radio
And hearing all the songs that you’d don’t hear on your normal radio
There were songs that could break your heart
But they were never given the chance to start
To make their way up to the top of some pop chart
But my DJ said “Hey son, it’s just the song that matters now”
It’s just song that matters now

I dreamed I turned on my Steel Belted Radio
twenty four hours a day, commercial free
One great song after another, on steel belted radio
Because if it’s sung from the heart, then where else should it be?
Songs that continue to grow
Forget the chorus, man, just let it flow
Yeah, someone out there will listen, believe me, I know
Because my DJ said “Hey son, it’s just the song that matters now”
It’s just the song that matters now

I dreamed I turned on my Steel Belted Radio
And my girl and I, we danced to the songs that were ours and ours alone
But you can’t get disenchanted,
Because a station manager’s mind gets slanted
Towards advertising dollars and all of us for granted
But my DJ said “Hey son, it’s just the song that matters now”
It just song that matters now

Why don’t you bring back
John Hiatt
Bring back
Lyle Lovett
Won’t you bring ‘em back on Steel Belted Radio

Why don’t you bring back
Bob Snider
Bring back
Todd Snider
Won’t you bring ‘em back on Steel Belted Radio

Why don’t you bring back
Ron Sexsmith
Bring back
Fred Eaglesmith
Bring ‘em back on Steel Belted Radio

Steel Belted Radio
Steel Belted Radio
Steel Belted Radio
Steel Belted Radio

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