Someone asked me once
in an interview
“What was growing up like,
where’d you go to school?
And what would you do
if you weren’t doin’ this?”
I’d be drivin’ my first car,
an old worn-out Dodge
Tryin’ to make rent
with a dead end job,
just makin’ due
With tips in a jar,
my guitar and an old barstool
I’d have a Friday night crowd
in the palm of my hand
Cup of brown liquor,
couple buddies in a band
Singin’ them same damn songs
like I am now
I’d be feelin’ on fire
on a hardwood stage
Bright lights like lightning
runnin’ through my veins
At the Grand Ole Opry or
a show in some no-name town
I’d still be doin’ this
if I wasn’t doin’ this
I’d still be the same guy
they knew back in the day
Who was burnin’ CDs
just to give away
Payin’ his dues
if I wasn’t doin’ this
Five deep in a van,
head full of steam
Hot on the heels of
my neon dreams maybe comin’ true
Livin’ this life
just like I was born to do
I’d have a Friday night crowd
in the palm of my hand
Cup of brown liquor,
couple buddies in a band
Singin’ them same damn songs
like I am now
I’d be feelin’ on fire
on a hardwood stage
Bright lights like lightning
runnin’ through my veins
At the Grand Ole Opry or
a show in some no-name town
I’d still be doin’ this
if I wasn’t doin’ this
It ain’t about the fame
It ain’t about the fortune
It ain’t about the name
It ain’t about the glory
I guess I’m sayin’
it’s always been about
Having a Friday night crowd
in the palm of my hand
Cup of brown liquor,
couple buddies in a band
Singin’ them same damn songs
like I am now
I’d be feelin’ on fire
on a hardwood stage
Bright lights like lightning
runnin’ through my veins
At the Grand Ole Opry or
a show in some no-name town
I’d still be doin’ this
if I wasn’t doin’ this
Someone asked me once
in an interview
“What was growing up like,
where’d you go to school?
And what would you do
if you weren’t doin’ this?”
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