I Wanna Be A Country Singer

Daddy used to play guitar and sing in a country band
Going on the road he’d take my mama and me
I grew up in a world of neon lights and one night stands
I’ve been through a hundred towns by the time I was 3

I can see him now in his high heeled boots, battered old guitar
Driving his beat up forty nine chevrolet
And when mama got tired of spendin’ her life in hotel rooms and bars
Daddy just kind of kissed her cheek and this is what he’d say:

"I wanna be a country singer, I wanna make the people cry
To sing those sad sweet country songs brings a tear to your eye
I wanna be a country singer I make them wanna sing along
When they hear my down home melodies and stories ‘bout a love gone wrong"

I get so tired of one night stands and honky tonks and bars
Now home’s alone in the hotel room each night
Until I step upon the stage with my daddy’s old guitar
I close my eyes and start to play and everything’s alright

I wanna be a country singer, I wanna make the people cry
To sing those sad sweet country songs brings a tear to your eye
I wanna be a country singer I make them wanna sing along
When they hear my down home melodies and stories ‘bout a love gone wrong

I learned the words when I was 5, at 6 I knew the melodies
Took my daddy’s guitar and taught myself to play
By the time that I was 7 I knew just what I would be
And my daddy couldn’t help but smile whenever he’d hear me say:

"I wanna be a country singer, I wanna make the people cry
To sing those sad sweet country songs brings a tear to your eye
I wanna be a country singer I make them wanna sing along
When they hear my down home melodies and stories ‘bout a love gone wrong"

I wanna be a country singer, I wanna make the people cry
To sing those sad sweet country songs brings a tear to your eye
I wanna be a country singer I make them wanna sing along
When they hear my down home melodies and stories ‘bout a love gone wrong