I'm gonna find me a big truck
And drink a beer from a bottle
Buy a house down in Nashville
and some boots that I can model
I'll get a five gallon black hat
And a big belt buckle
A shotgun and gun rack
And some scars on my knucklesI'm gonna write a country song
and it won't be long 'til I'm on the radio
And when it goes to number one
Gonna fake the fun like a clown in a rodeo
I'm gonna buy me an old farm
and sell the house in the city
Turn on my Southern charm
And if it's fake, ain't it a pity?
I'll talk with an accent
and play guitar with an old twang
Spray on some chaps scent
and get the bucks for my big bangI'm gonna write a country song
and it won't be long 'til I'm on the radio
And when it goes to number one
Gonna fake the fun like a clown in a rodeo
Radio
Radio
Radio
Radio
