Tonalité : D major
Verse 1
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Now this is a true story for
the most part
That occurred on the top floor of this
Bigwig record executive's office in Nashville,
Tennessee
Now understand I'm not poking any fun
or disrespecting anybody
God knows I love country music
with all my heart and soul
And I love the Grand Ole Opry
But I do have a problem with someone
who
Can't even play a D chord on a
guitar
Telling someone with a dream
that they won't get far
So this song is dedicated
to all those underdogs like me
Out there running around
Don't get discouraged
if you have a dream
Don't be afraid to
chase it down
Verse 2
It's how it goes
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He said, "Son, don't get offended
by what I'm about to say
I can see you have a passion
For the songs you write and play
But you lack what we all call
commercial appeal
And you just don't have what it takes
To make it here in Nashville"
Verse 3
Ouch
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Well my heart felt like a train wreck
But I wore a smile on my face
I said, "Thank you for your time, sir"
Put my guitar back in its case
Our little conversation was like
a revelation
Redirecting my dreams
'Cause God knows I'd never
sell my soul to rock 'n' roll
Or rap or wear those tight
Verse 4
skinny jeans
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'Cause you know I'd rather
sing my own songs
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Than be a puppet on a string
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I'll wear what I want to wear
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I'm gonna sing what I wanna sing
Heaven knows all I need
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Is my faith, my fans,
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my friends and my family
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Besides I'd rather be an old
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fence post in Texas
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Than the king of Tennessee
Verse 5
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So I loaded up my old pickup truck
And I drove back home to Amarillo
Got a gig off old route 66
At this ballroom called The Armadillo
And for the first thousand shows or so
Not a soul showed up
I thought about quitting
every other day
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But I just kept on kicking that cup
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Yeah, I kept kicking that can
surrounded by
Blood, sweat, and beers
And wouldn't you know I became
an overnight sensation
In just over ten years
And now I'm packing out
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all the dance halls
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An d the rodeos every night
I got a pretty wife, a ranch,
a band, a bus, a boat
Verse 7
I'd say I'm doing alright
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And you know I'd rather
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sing my own songs
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Than be a puppet on a string
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I'll wear what I want to wear
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I'm gonna sing what I wanna sing
Heaven knows all I need
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Is my faith, my fans,
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my friends and my fam ily
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Besides I'd rather be an
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old fence post in Texas
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Than the king of Tennessee
Verse 8
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Oh, how 'bout a little front porch picking,
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boys
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Verse 9
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Well, wouldn't you know
that old record man
Showed up one night at this
honky tonking bar
After my show he said,
"Son, I believe you might be
the next big country star"
He said, "We like how you keep it raw
We like how you keeping it real
And I think you may just have what
We all like to call commercial appeal"
Huh, ain't that something
Well, sir
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I'd rather sing
Verse 10
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my own songs
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Than be a puppet on a string
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I'll wear what I want to wear
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And I'm gonna sing what
I wanna sing
Heaven knows all I need
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Is my faith, my fans,
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my friends and my fam ily
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Besides I'd rather be an
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old fence post in Texas
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Than the king of Tennessee
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God bless Tennessee
But I'd rather be just an old
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fence post in Texas
Than sell my soul to rock 'n' roll
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Or rap or wear those tight skinny jeans
Outro 1
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