30 Year Old Guitar

I moved to music city
I had the country fever in my soul
Here to hit the big time
what little did I know
I thought the streets of Nashville
were pure solid country gold
Between the neon and the rainbow
it's a man made dream yes it is
Sometimes it's unreal as real as it seems
Sold out in Birmingham packed house in New Orleans

Playin' 30 year old songs on a 30 year old guitar
6 Cat Daddy's touring in a Cadillac car
I'm just a musician I'm not no mathematician
I get paid to let the good times roll
Keeping it country cause country is all I know
Everywhere I go everybody knows my name
From Mobile Alabama to thumbing in the pouring rain
I've seen a lot of places I just want to pick and sing

Juke joints night clubs
Honky Tonk's and back street bars
Hands fist never worse
gonna be some burned out star doing what?

Playin' 30 year old songs on a 30 year old guitar
6 cat Daddy's touring in a Cadillac car
I'm just a musician I ain't no math a' magician
I get paid to let the good times roll
Keeping it country cause country is all I know

Playin' 30 year old songs on a 30 year old guitar
6 mac Daddy's touring in a Pontiac car (mmm)
I'm just a musician I'm not no mathematician
I get paid to let the good times roll
Keeping it country cause country is all I know
Keeping it country cause country is the way to go



Credits
Writer(s): David Smith Ii
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