I've been chasin' the big wheels all over Nashville
Waitin' for my big break to come
Livin' on ketchup soup, homemade crackers and Kool-Aid
I'll be a star tomorrow, but today I'm a Nashville bum
I look good in cowboy clothes and I sing through my nose
Webb said, "That's the way to get 'er done"
I smoke good old PA like the Opry stars, they say
I'll be a star tomorrow, but today I'm a Nashville bum
Well, a friend of a friend of mine is a friend of art divines
And he finally got me on the Opry show
I walked out like a star, tripped and busted my guitar
I'll be a star tomorrow, but today I'm a Nashville bum
Well, now here's a song I wrote by myself, note for note
With a lot of help, if I make number one
You can change a word or two and I'll give half of it to you
I'll be a star tomorrow, but today I'm a Nashville bum
Yes, I'll be a star tomorrow, but today I'm a Nashville bum