WFID (95.7 FM, "Fidelity") is a radio station licensed to serve Río Piedras, Puerto Rico established in 1958. As of 2015 it is owned by the Uno Radio Group, and the broadcast license held by Madifide, Inc.
WFID broadcasts an adult contemporary music format.
WFID's predecessor was Fidelity Broadcasting Corporation. The founders were Rafael Acosta and his wife Victoria Suarez, who, with no employees, made their first broadcast from their house with a 250W FM transmitter on November 17, 1958.
Originally, WFID was allocated the frequency of 95.9 MHz, but this frequency was at that time catalogued as Class A, subject to restrictions on power, so Acosta applied for a change of frequency to 95.7 MHz, class B, allowing power to be increased in 1962 to 12,500 watts. Acosta frequently travelled to the United States to stay up to date with technology, particularly the Gates transmitters and equipment. Acosta died in 1971, before FM became predominant. In 1962 the station had some employees, and became the first FM radio station broadcasting in stereophonic sound in Puerto Rico and Latin America. After Acosta' death the station was managed by Suarez, known as Doña Vicky, and the Acostas' son José Julián and daughter Carola. In 1980 Beautiful Music Service began broadcasting uninterrupted music for businesses. In 1983 the recently acquired WUNO AM station was turned into NotiUno, a newstalk radio station. As of 2015 the 50,000-watts WFID was owned and operated by Arso Radio Corporation under Jesús Soto, who had been a friend of Acosta's.
R. Crowell - Jolly Cheeks Music - BMI
I looked for trouble and I found it son,
Straight down the barrel of a lawman's gun.
I'd try to run but I don't think I can,
You make one move and you're a dead man, friend.
Ain't livin' long like this,
Can't live at all like this, can I baby?
He slipped the handcuffs on behind my back,
Then left me freezin' on a steel rail rack.
Can't sleep at all in the jailhouse baby,
Ain't livin' long like this.
Grew up in Houston on the wayside drive,
Son of a car hop in some all nite dive.
Dad drove a stock car to an early death,
All I remember was a drunk man's breathe.
Ain't livin' long like this,
Can't live at all like this, can I baby?
We know the story how the wheel goes 'round,
Don't let 'em take you to the man downtown,
They got 'em all in the jailhouse baby.
Ain't livin' long like this,
Can't live at all like this, can I baby? Ah take it!
{Erik - Solo}
I live for Angel, she's a road house queen,
Makes Texas Ruby look like Sandra Dee.
I want to love her but I don't know how,
I'm at the bottom of a jailhouse now.
Ain't livin' long like this,
Can't live at all like this, can I baby?
You know the story 'bout the jailhouse rock,
Go on and do it, but just don't get caught.
They got 'em all in the jailhouse baby.
Oh, ain't livin' long like this.
Oh no!