Radio chords by Ron Sexsmith

Intro: A7

A7
The clowns are running the circus/the show is run of the mill.
                                            D
They've picked all the berries that grew on Blueberry Hill.
A7
The shameless and the appalling/have sunk things to a new low,
                                  D
What has become of the world that we used to know?


        G       A      D                   G        A       D
Did I dream it? What I mean is, I could?ve swore it had a soul,
             G         A        Bm                    A7
Mhmm I could hear it, sat right near it/ Back when my whole world..
               D
?was the radio

A7
Time was when people could move you/with just a voice and a song.
                                        D
I wish all those hacks would go back to where they belong
A7
The daydream had to make way for/the nightmare that was to be,
                                    D
Where grace and beauty are hung and buried at sea.


        G       A      D                   G        A       D
Did I dream it? What I mean is, I could?ve swore it had a soul,
             G         A        Bm                    A7
Mhmm I could hear it, sat right near it/ Back when my whole world ?
               D
?was the radio

Middle 8:

    F#m                              Bm7
And even though the writing?s on the wall (wall)
     F#m                             Bm7
It's through rose-coloured glasses I recall (recall)
     E         D      C#        B
That golden age of the ordinary day...

| A7 | A7 D | X1


        G       A      D                   G        A       D
Did I dream it? What I mean is, I could?ve swore it had a soul,
             G         A        Bm                    A7
Mhmm I could hear it, sat right near it/ Back when my whole world ?
               D
?was the radio, whoa-oh-oh-oh.

A7
The clowns are running the circus/the show is run of the mill
                                         D
They picked all the berries that grew on Blueberry Hill.