Before you pack your suitcase call your mama   Up to now she's taught you all you need to know   Just look at me as kinda like your daddy   Teaching you the old rules of the road      You won't be no superstar tomorrow   You've got to take the time to pay your dues   When you start to feel at home out on the highway   You're damn sure qualified to sing the blues      Always send a big guy for the money   Don't give 'em no excuse to do you wrong   Even when you lose you're still the winner   At least you've got the makin's of a song      Don't compromise your feelings when they matter   They'll come back to haunt you don't you know?   The songs you sing today you'll sing tomorrow   If you don't give up the music for the show      Always send a big guy for the money   Don't give 'em no excuse to do you wrong   Even when you lose you're still the winner   At least you've got the makin's of a song      At least you've got the makin's of a song