(Bob McDill - Wayland Holyfield)

My friends and my mother they all like my songs
They said boy Nashville is where you belong
And I agreed the music world probably needed me
Well, Music City here I am but I don't think anybody gives a damn.

In the cold, cold heart of Tennessee
There's ten thousand dreamers just like me
With a song and a guitar and a message to tell
Come to find heaven in hillbilly hell.

Another day a watchin' the Cadillacs go past
Writin' songs in my head while I'm a pumpin' gas
Eatin' beans and wearin' jeans and sleepin' in my car
I hope the folks back home will understand
It's gonna take a little longer than I planned.

Yeah in the cold, cold heart of Tennessee
There's ten thousand dreamers just like me
With a song and a guitar and a message to tell
Come to find heaven in hillbilly hell...