Well I was born in northern Montana
Far away from the hills of Tennessee
And my mama and my papa never could quite figure out
How I ever got that country music in me
All my childhood friends played baseball
While I’d stay in my room with my guitar
While my friends were out there winnin’
I’d be pickin’ and a-grinnin’
Cause I wasn’t born to be a baseball star
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Ahh, got that country music in me
Ahh, country music won’t let me be
Well I made my way down to Nashville
Where I sent a demo tape to RCA
After seven weeks of prayin’ I got a letter from them sayin’
We can’t use you boy but we like the way you play
