| Put on my jeans, my favorite shirt
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| Pull up my boots and hit the dirt
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| Finally doin' somethin' I’ve dreamed of for years
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| Don’t know quite what to expect
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| A little scared, but what the heck
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| My desire is always greater than my fear
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| Big dreams and faded jeans
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| Fit together like a team
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| Always busting at the seam
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| Big dreams and faded jeans
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| Just my ole guitar and me
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| Out to find my destiny
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| Nashville is the place to be
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| For big dreams and faded jeans
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| Put out my thumb and wish for luck
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| To hitch a car, a semi-truck
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| Sooner or later one will catch me in their beams
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| Then I’ll be on my way at last
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| Find a future, lose a past
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| Waiting silent as the passion in me screams
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| Big dreams and faded jeans
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| Fit together like a team
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| Always busting at the seams
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| Big dreams and faded jeans
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| May the stars that fill my eyes
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| Guide my path and be my light
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| And may God provide the means
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| To accomplish my big dreams, my big dreams
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| Big dreams and faded jeans
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| Fit together like a team
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| Always busting at the seams
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| Big dreams and faded jeans
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| Like the song Bobby McGee
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| I’m just longin' to be free
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| Take me where I want to be
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| Big dreams and faded jeans
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| And there are many just like me
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| With big dreams and faded jeans
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| Mm-mm-mm-mm, mm-mm-mm-mm
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| Mm-mm-mm-mm, mm-mm-mm
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| Big dreams, big dreams and faded jeans
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| Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
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| I’m just longing to be free
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| Take me where I want to be
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| Big dreams and faded jeans
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| Mm-mm-mm, mm-mm-mm-mm-mm
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| Mm-mm, mm-mm-mm-mm
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| Mm-mm-mm, mm-mm-mm-mm |