Texas Radio and the Big Beat

Em 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. E F E F G E F# E F# A A# B E F# E F# E F# G# G F# E Em 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." E F# E F# G Listen to this I'll tell you about the heartaches; E F# E F# A A# B I'll tell you about heartache and the loss of God. E F# E F# I'll tell you about the hopeless night C# A C# A the meager food my soul forgot F# G# G F# E Em 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. E F# E F# G Listen to this I'll tell you about Texas; E F# E F# A A# B I'll tell you about Texas Ra - di - o. E F# E F# I'll tell you about the hopeless night C# A C# A the wanderin' the Western dream F# G# G F# E Em tell you about the maiden with the wrought i - ron soul.