Well, the whole town listened to the radio
For the Smiling Bill McCall Show
Everyone in Nashville
Was listening to Bill
I don't want to be laying in bed
When they pronounce me dead
He'd stand and breathe in the microphone
With his guitar hanging to his knee bone
All the girls just sat and dreamed
When Bill began his song
I don't want my hat to be hung
When my last song is sung
But he never let fame go to his head
This is Smiling Bill McCall, he said
Going to pick and sing a song or two
You all listen until I'm through
And if you're at the house or in your car
Tune in this time tomorrow
To all the boys he was a big hero
They'd glue their ears to the radio
Then talking a most unusual drawl
Imitating Bill McCall
For the Smiling Bill McCall Show
Everyone in Nashville
Was listening to Bill
I don't want to be laying in bed
When they pronounce me dead
He'd stand and breathe in the microphone
With his guitar hanging to his knee bone
All the girls just sat and dreamed
When Bill began his song
I don't want my hat to be hung
When my last song is sung
But he never let fame go to his head
This is Smiling Bill McCall, he said
Going to pick and sing a song or two
You all listen until I'm through
And if you're at the house or in your car
Tune in this time tomorrow
To all the boys he was a big hero
They'd glue their ears to the radio
Then talking a most unusual drawl
Imitating Bill McCall
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