Someone asked me once in an interview
What was growing up like, whered you go to school?
And what would you do if you werent doin this?
Id 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
Id 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
Id 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
Id still be doin this if I wasnt doin this
Id still be the same guy they knew back in the day
Who was burnin CDs just to give away
Payin his dues if I wasnt 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
Id 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
Id 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
Id still be doin this if I wasnt doin this
It aint about the fame
It aint about the fortune
It aint about the name
It aint about the glory
I guess Im sayin its 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
Id 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
Id still be doin this if I wasnt doin this
Someone asked me once in an interview
What was growing up like, whered you go to school?
And what would you do if you werent doin this?