My 6-string's ridin' shotgun and wearing my old hat
This beat up old truck has been to Hell-n-Back
Been playin' local bars, dreamin'bout the Opry
If home is where your love is, may the good Lord forgive me

Every street sign tells me what direction I should choose
My heart says “Keep on goin'" but my rent is past due

I’m two hours from Nashville but can’t afford the gas
My tank is full of dreams but my money’s burnin' fast
I sing songs about life, truth, and love that never lasts
I’m two hours from Nashville but can’t afford the gas

I play for wings and beer 'caue I can't afford groceries
The money I make barely pays for guitar strings
The ladies like to dance but dismiss me with a laugh
Died alone and broke will be my epitaph

They say I'm hopeless but love to hear me sing
I swear this stop sign is mocking me

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[Bridge]
Someday I’ll show'em, I’ll play those hallowed halls
That manager at Walmart won't be laughing at all

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[Outro]
The new girl they hired to be a greeter
Maybe she can be my backup singer...