| The other night I ran into this old boy at a bonfire
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| He was playin' the hell out of that guitar
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| I asked him «Why don’t you take your ass to Nashville
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| Hell you as good as any of them brother»
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| He said «Man I got a family to feed»
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| I hear you man but sometimes you gotta chase your dreams
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| He’s a bonfire hero
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| Playing for everyone he knows
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| Every Friday night under that moonlight
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| His legend grows
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| He pours his soul out on those six strings
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| In hopes of catching his dreams
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| Prayin' he don’t wind up empty
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| He’s a bonfire hero
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| He’s got a dream but he don’t know how to get it
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| He’s got a vision of hearing himself on the station he listens to
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| The problem is he don’t know nobody that knows the business
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| So where to turn to turn onto his musical spirit
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| And clearly his talents are better than most
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| Everybody that’s had the privilege of attending his show go «damn»
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| Out by that bonfires glow there’s a look on folks faces like they seen a ghost
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| He just another star that hasn’t shined
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| Just another lump of coal in a diamond mine
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| And he prays day and night that one day he’ll take the stage
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| And the lights that shine won’t be from the lights of the fire that’s blazin'
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| His inner drive is ragin' energize when playin'
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| Oh yeah he’s tried quittin' but he just can’t keep it caged in
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| Ain’t nothin' gonna save him
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| He’s got the venom in him
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| I feel him
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| He’s a bonfire hero
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| Playing for everyone he knows
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| Every Friday night under that moonlight
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| His legend grows
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| He pours his soul out on those six strings
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| In hopes of catching his dreams
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| Prayin' he don’t wind up empty
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| He’s a bonfire hero
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| Ten years later somebody owed him some favors
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| So they made a couple calls and had A&R's from a label
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| On the way down with the deal then laid it out on the table
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| Two days later he was in Nashville signin' them papers
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| The savior had answered the prayers he was prayin'
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| So he’s slaving away and won’t let his chance disappear like them vapors
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| Nah he caught all of it and bottled it
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| And every morning he opens his motivation and swallows it
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| Now he’s a star that’s about to shine
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| He was just a lump of coal now he’s the biggest diamond in the mine
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| In time he would find more success more money more friendliness
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| Then he could ever dream of havin'
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| 'Cause now every state and stage he plays on
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| His fans scream and sing along to all of his songs
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| That’s what I call going from nothin' to somethin'
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| That’s why he’s the
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| Bonfire hero
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| Playing for everyone he knows
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| Every Friday night under that moonlight
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| His legend grows
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| He pours his soul out on those six strings
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| In hopes of catching his dreams
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| Prayin' he don’t wind up empty
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| 'Cause he’s a bonfire hero |