Workin’ my way to Nashville, lookin’ for a ride
Been at this truck stop a week now, washing dishes on the side
Pushed off from Vegas, with my suitcase and guitar
Broke down in Nashville,
surprised I made it this far
CHORUS
Working my way to Nashville, I’m not the big star type
But, I’ve got some songs that someone special might like
They feel the music comin’ from my heart, and I love how it makes them feel
That’s why I’m out here on the road, workin’ my way to Nashville
This guitar’s the only friend I got, ‘bout everything I have is gone
The only thing that keeps me goin’, are the lyrics in this song
CHORUS
Funny the things you think of, when you’re all alone
The price you pay for sacrifice, when an old coat is your home
   
CHORUS & TAG OUT