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