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Ten Thousand Hours
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The story of overnight success
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Just a guy having fun, writing songs, playing music and learning how to record, mix and master.
Just having fun and and learning the art of recording.
Song Info
Genre
Country Country-Rock
Charts
#2,515 today Peak #75
#454 in subgenre Peak #10
Author
J Hughs
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2012
Uploaded
December 01, 2012
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MP3 3.7 MB 160 kbps 3:15
Story behind the song
I once heard that "overnight success" in Nashville takes about 5 years. So this is a little play on that and that it takes 10,000 hours to master a subject.
Lyrics
Get up every morning 'Fore my coffee starts to warming And I play scales 'til my arms ache Then I put on some new tunes Read the latest Spin reviews Find out how Shanewbee got their big break As I'm honing down my craft Every day's a day and a half And they'll call it "overnight success" Mac and cheese to keep me strong Killer coffee to go long And my social life's an unbridled mess But I'm ten thousand hours from the gates of Glory One thousand days not too far away Four or five years of chiseling out my story Paying all my dues so I can say, "I did it my way" Today I'm gonna write that song Something tender something strong With some words scratched out at four in the morn' And it's gonna really cook With a catchy little hook Then we'll go an take the world by storm But now my lawyer's calling back 'Bout some stupid little flack That we got in with a club in the hills Some bar owner wants to sue me Some AR guy tried to screw me Don't they know I got nothing but bills 'Cause I'm ten thousand hours from the gates of Glory One thousand days not too far away Four or five years of chiseling out my story Paying all my dues so I can say, "I did it my way" The path is clear but hard It’s a fight for every yard And my family thinks I’m just a damn fool There’s a land of milk and honey But it’s not about the money ‘Cause we’re doing what we love to do Tonight we play our favorite spot And we give it all we got But the crowd keeps calling out for more Through the sweat that stings my eyes Past the amps that buzz like flies I’d swear I see a line at the door And we’re ten thousand hours from the gates of glory One thousand days not too far away Four or five years of chiseling out our story Payin’ all our dues so we can say… We did it our way
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