Verse 1:
Top of the hour, news man comes on my pickup radio
To bring all the good news of the day, but is there any, I didn't think so

They twist the good stuff, 'cause that just flat don't sell or so they say
Well I've got news for Mister News, 'cause just today


Chorus:
Right here at home the sun was shinin', the bills are stacked and the baby's cryin'
But we still thank God every day, that we can live our lives way out here

Underneath this western sky, shed a little light on the other side
Spare me the critics and money scope,
The news is a whole lot better on this side of the radio


Verse 2:
Front page this morning, looked pretty darn depressing to me

It's all drugs and death, divorce and anti-war, scandals and celebrities
Those reporters make the superficial things make big headlines
I think they'd all sell their souls just to sell a little time


Chorus


Bridge:
Thirty seconds past the hour and I reach down to change the tune,
Try to find some Jackson, Paisley, Strait, or Chris LeDoux


Verse 3:
In this little town, there's not much going on any given day

But we still like to try to live our lives in a pure and simple way
Don't get me wrong, we're far from perfect, we know we are
But to say we're out of touch or mind is going pretty far


Chorus 3:
Right here at home the sun was shinin', the grass is green and my baby's smilin'

And we still thank God every day, that we can live our lives way out here
Under this big western sky, shed a little light on the other side
Spare me the critics and Dow Jones,

The news is a whole lot better on this side of the radio