Songwriters: Green, Pat; James, Brett

Well, I sure am tired of these coffee house gigs
'Cause there ain't no money and there ain't no chicks
It's getting harder and harder to get my kicks
So I bought a little ticket to Nashville

'Cause I wanna see my name in the neon light
Drink pink champagne and party every night
All them lucky mothers up there livin' the life
Man, I gotta get my ass to Nashville

'Cause I wanna be a country star
Take it all way too far
Drinkin' free at every bar
Just like Bocephus

Yeah, I think it'd be a cryin' shame
Not to have my own airplane
Wanna go up in flames, me and my guitar
Man, I wanna be a country star

Well, I got a drinkin' problem, so I'll fit right in
Gonna sing me some hits, and get some famous friends
I'll be ridin' shotgun with Kenny, Faith, and Tim
And I wonder how they lived without me

I'll get Big & Rich rich, and build me a big ol' house
With a big ol' fence to keep the riff raff out
Call my old girlfriends, say "how ya like me now"
C'mon, baby, tell me what you love about me

I wanna be a country star
And take it all way too far
Breakin' all the young girls' hearts
Just like Keith Urban

Man, I'm thinkin' that sure sounds fun
Rockin' out with Brooks and Dunn
All the way to number one, me and my guitar
Yeah, I wanna be a country star

Playin' golf with Vince and Willie
Hangin' out with Carrie underneath
Those big spotlights

Yeah, yeah

I wanna be a country star
And take it all way too far
Breakin' all the young girls' hearts
Just like Keith Urban

Man, I'm thinkin' that sure sounds fun
Rockin' out with Brooks and Dunn
All the way to number one, me and my guitar
Man, I wanna be a country star

Country star
Yeah