Packed up my guitar like I did the other day

Playing for some drunk folks who won′t remember my name

Same set, same song, same damn thing always going wrong

There's gotta be a better way

Light up a cigarette just to try and stay awake

Third time this week that I′ve drove in a new state

Think by now I'd be well and on my way

But I'm stuck in this empty bar

for a tab and some pocket change

But I′ll keep my head held high

Never tell my dreams goodbye

Time to spread these wings and fly

I′ve made up my mind

Life on the road ain't always a fantasy

Stay humble son and follow your dreams

Keep myself from getting weak in the knees

And stay on my feet

And I′ll keep my head held high

Never tell my dreams goodbye

Time to spread these wings and fly

I've made up my mind