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Verse 1
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A Story about a friend of mine
Who worked down near the Georgia line
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A DJ in a little country station
Everybody loved him dear
Cause he played what they liked to hear
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He built himself quite a reputation
At record hops he stayed out late
And his mom would always wait
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To see if he had made it home alive
She warned against his loss of sleep
And driving fast in that old heap
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And that he had to be at work by five
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B .J., the D .J., you're living much too fast
And if you don't change your ways
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Don't see how you can last
Every morning just past four
From the driveway he would roar
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He overslept and he was late again
Then at breakneck speed he'd drive
To sign the station on at five
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He had lots of records, he must've been
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His mo m sat by the radio
Until his voice told her hello
She knew then that he'd
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made it there all right
Then she'd say a little prayer
He'd be safe for he was there
And she'd wait up for him
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again tonight
Then one cold and rainy morn
All the tires were badly worn
But still he scratched off
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just as fast as time
B .J. had a lot of nerve,
but he completely missed the curve
And he signed off down near
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the Georgia line
Mom sat by the radio,
the voice she heard she didn't know
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B .J.'d never been this late before
But with the road so bad and all
She'd wait a while before she called
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And then she heard the knock upon the door
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B .J., the D .J., only twenty -four
A wreck at 90 miles an hour,
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he'll spin the pits no more
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