Ain't No Radio | Country Song About the Tape Stuck in My Old Ford

In '95 I bought a tape at a truck stop in Rawlins and pushed it into the deck of my old Ford. It never came back out. A chapter from the life of Dusty Durant, a horse trainer from Dry Creek, Wyoming. New chapter every week. For fans of 80s heartland rock and 90s storytelling country. What tape was stuck in YOUR truck, y'all? 👇 Lyrics This one's a true story... Mostly. Ninety-five, I had a dollar And a Ford I just got back Bought a tape in Rawlins, pushed it in Never got it back I got a Ford '86 that won't start on the first, second or third try But the tape deck works just fine, so I just let it ride Jammed in there, a greatest hits of the Oak Ridge Boys Same twelve songs, same squeak, same hiss, same noise Ain't no radio, ain't no choice Just me and the Oak Ridge Boys Folks cuss that tape from here to Cheyenne But I sing every word like I'm in the band My ex tried a butter knife, a coat hanger and a prayer Said she'd come back when it's out... and, well... it's still in there My buddy Earl sings the bass part after a couple of beers And he's been getting lower... every year Ain't no radio, ain't no choice Just me and the Oak Ridge Boys Folks cuss that tape from here to Cheyenne But I sing every word like I'm in the band Took the Ford to a man in Lusk, said he'd fix the starter by noon Said he'd pull the tape for free... by two, he was humming every tune Charged me forty for the starter, and he never turned a screw Said, son, if I were you... I'd keep it too! I could buy a stereo with all the lights and such But I never saw the point, a man don't need that much Some nights on the highway when the dark gets long That tape's the only one who's ever heard me sing along Last spring I hit a pothole out on the Lusk road And the deck spit out that tape like it was finally letting go Eleven miles of nothing but the engine and the wind Then I pulled off on the shoulder and I pushed that sucker in Click. Little hiss... And there they were... right where I left 'em! Ain't no radio, ain't no choice Lord, I missed them Oak Ridge Boys Folks still cuss that tape from here to Cheyenne And I still sing every word like I'm in the band Yeah, I sing every word like I'm in the band Stories and lyrics written by the channel. The Oak Ridge Boys are mentioned as part of the story. This song is not affiliated with or endorsed by them.