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I never was a straight-lace, straight A student teacher’s pet or child prodigy I wasn’t gonna get rich throwin’ a football It take too long to get a law degree So I sat down with momma and daddy tried to talk some sense into my big head But the best advice that I ever got was from my sister’s rock star boyfriend Just get you a guitar and learn how to play Cut up some jeans, come up with a name When you’re living in a world that you don’t understand Find a few good buddies, start a band Start a band, Start a band And all those girls that were too cool to talk to, They’ll be waiting in the line out back Might get your picture in the hometown paper Maybe buy your momma that Cadillac Just get you a guitar and learn how to play Cut up some jeans, come up with a name When you’re living in a world that you don’t understand Find a few good buddies, start a band Start a band, Scrape up some money, buy a van Learn free bird and ramblin’ man Never buy another beer again Guitar Just get you a guitar and learn how to play Grow out your hair, come up with a name With a little bit of luck you’ll be packing the stands Find a few good buddies, start a band No need to study, start a band Call up some buddies man, start a band Music till fade out |
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