My friends and my mother they all like my songs
They said boy Nashville is where you belong
And I agreed the music world probably needed me
Well Music City here I am
But I don't think anybody gives a damn

In the cold cold heart of Tennessee
There's ten thousand dreamers just like me
With a song and a guitar and a message to tell
Come to find heaven in hillbilly hell

Another day a watching the Cadillac's go past
Writing songs in my head while I'm a pumping gas
Eating beans and wearing jeans and sleeping in my car
I hope the folks back home will understand
It's gonna take a little longer than I planned