Story Behind The Song

trying to make it in Music City

Lyrics

Make It Big In Nashville

Verse

I quit my no good job in a run down diner
Threw all my stuff into my beat up old truck
I headed out of Asheville
And made my way to Nashville
It was high time I changed my rotten luck


I tried to settle down in Music City
Washed dishes in a greasy spoon for tips
I slept in my car
Its amazing how comfortable old trucks are
I lived on sunflower seeds and potato chips

Chorus

I'm determined to make my name in Nashville
If I have my way I'm gonna make it big
I'll happily wait on tables
Or even lay some cable
Until I get that Bluebird gig

Verse


Yes I'm gonna make it big in Nashville
I have dreamed about it for oh so long
I'll play as long as the people want
In any old honky tonk
Till I come up with the perfect country song


I know I might be overly ambitious
I could end up being permanently frustrated
But I'm positive that someday
I'll make it to the CMA's
And at the very least get nominated


Chorus


And I'll be makin' it big in Nashville
I'm gonna make a huge impression around the place
Gonna find me a smokin' band
We're gonna smash it at the Opry and
Who knows what else
But just watch this space

Instru

Verse


I tried to hawk my songs around the record labels
But we never seemed to be on the same page
I went to a lot of Open Mikes
But the audience they no like
Every night I got booed off the stage


I tried everything but success was elusive
Being rejected all the time ain't much fun
Put my songs on Instagram
But no one gave a damn
Even my friends back home they didn't bother none

Chorus

I'm gonna make it real big someday
Make it to the top and then some
But if somehow I fail
I'll be draggin' my tail
All the way back to where I come from




© Robin Grimmond 2022