| I can still remember my first guitar
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| Bright and shiny like a brand new car
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| I even took it with me when I went to school
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| And practiced every day till I got real good
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| I learned every lick on the radio
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| From Wabash Cannon to go johnny go
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| I majored in rhythm with a minor in blues
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| Then I hit the road with my blue suede shoes
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| And I dreamed of seeing my name in lights
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| Grand Ole Opry on on a saturday night
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| Standing where my heroes stood
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| Hillbilly Hollywood
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| I played some bars where you never wanna go
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| From Oklahoma City down to Tupelo
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| My ears would be ringing like an old fire bell
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| When I’d lay me down in some cheap hotel
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| And I dreamed of seeing my name in lights
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| Grand ole opry on a saturday night
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| Standing where my heroes stood
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| Hillbilly Hollywood
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| And I pray before too long
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| They will hear my song
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| And I dreamed of seeing my name in lights
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| Grand Ole Opry on a saturday night
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| Standing where my heroes stood
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| Hillbilly Hollywood
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| Hillbilly Hollywood
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| Hillbilly Hollywood |