Hillbilly Stardust

(whoo-hoo) I spent my summers on a wooden porch

Dreaming of the lights under a stadium roof

But I was just a boy with an old pine torch

Chasing down a feeling that was bulletproof

And the road ahead was dusty and long Just trying to find

where I

belong

I wanted to be

a hillbilly rockstar

With a custom-painted old guitar But I never did make it past

the county line

Now I'm just living in a country song (yeah)

Now I play for tips at the corner bar

Singing 'bout the dreams that fell out of reach

No flashy limousine or shining star

Just a simple truth that the hard roads teach

I wanted to be

a hillbilly rockstar

With a custom-painted old guitar But I never did make it past

the county line

Now I'm just living in a country song