Dreaming Of Nashville

We were born and raised on a dirt road

Six string guitars in our hands of gold

Pressing the steel until our fingers bleed

A pick-up full of dreams that's all we'd need

With the radio up, and the windows down

We're cruisin' through that big old town

Gonna play our songs, til our folks look proud

From a honky-tonk bar, to a sold-out crowd

We'll be living that dream

Dreaming of Nashville

From garage jams to hometown bars

Late nights out, for just a tip in a jar

Show after show, we will make our way

Far from the dump where we used to stay

We ain't got much, but we got the sound

Country's gonna hit the ground

Gonna play our songs, til our folks look proud

From a honky-tonk bar, to a sold-out crowd

We'll be living that dream

Dreaming of Nashville

We were born and raised on a dirt road

Now we're playing songs that the whole world knows

From smoky bars to stadium crowds

We've chased this dream far beyond the clouds

With the radio up, and the windows down

We're cruisin' through that big old town

Gonna play our songs, til our folks look proud

From a honky-tonk bar, to a sold-out crowd

We'll be living that dream

Dreaming of Nashville