Yesterday, I sent a text to Miss 98. No, that isn't a contestant in a beauty pageant. It is a radio station in Tupelo, Mississippi. My friend, Bill Miles and I wrote a song called Radio. It has a line in it that is unique. The line is - The deejay in Tupelo, plays our song on the radio.
Here is the text I sent in- Miss 98 Radio. Odd request here. I'm a songwriter who wrote a song with my buddy called Radio. It has a line that say- The Dee Jay in Tupelo, plays our song on the radio. Would you be interested in hearing it? I was asking permission to send it in.
Scott Spencer the morning DJ texted back. Sure. I would love to hear it and he sent me his email. I sent him a copy of my song and he emailed me back. He wrote, I like it. It does warm my heart to hear the "DJ in Tupelo" line. I've begged David Lee Murphy to write a song about a DJ every time we've had him on air... so far, nothing. Ok, if I give it a spin some time?
Of course I told him yes. I also told him that he made my day. The best possible result that I could of wished for. Taking a step of faith. Stepping outside of a box that we all live in. It is great to see a glimpse of God working behind the scenes. Here are the lyrics and the song. If you like the song, share it.
Bill Miles/Jim McCarter
Looking through the window of this old truck
been gone two days and two day’s enough
I swung through Texas, Oklahoma, and Arkansas
pull off the road, give you a call
Chorus- That’s our song on the radio
Reminds me of us in my GTO
Turn it up, play it loud
Wishing I was with you now
Down the highways and interstates
we would roll.
While the Dee Jay from Tupelo
plays our song on the radio
You’re driving a Dodge Caravan, full of kids
Ballet and baseball games, that the life you live
Last night you called as you set your alarm
Heard the music in the background
The stations used to play our song ten times a day
And now, every once in a while, I get to say