I've been chasin' the big wheels all over Nashville   Waitin' for my big break to come   Livin' on ketchup soup, homemade crackers and Kool-Aid   I'll be a star tomorrow, but today I'm a Nashville bum      I look good in cowboy clothes and I sing through my nose   Webb said, "That's the way to get 'er done"   I smoke good old PA like the Opry stars, they say   I'll be a star tomorrow, but today I'm a Nashville bum      Well, a friend of a friend of mine is a friend of art divines   And he finally got me on the Opry show   I walked out like a star, tripped and busted my guitar   I'll be a star tomorrow, but today I'm a Nashville bum      Well, now here's a song I wrote by myself, note for note   With a lot of help, if I make number one   You can change a word or two and I'll give half of it to you   I'll be a star tomorrow, but today I'm a Nashville bum   Yes, I'll be a star tomorrow, but today I'm a Nashville bum