I can't sing

I'm busted, flat broke, I live in a shack, no door in the back at the end of a dead end road

Howl at the moon all night at everyone's expense

Don't like it don't listen, baby, I'm on a mission for some Nashville experience

I loaded up my wagon and I strapped on my guitar, but friends I had said a voice that bad ain't getting me very far

Cause I'm busted, flat broke, and I can't sing

I'm gona follow all of my dreams

Gonna climb up the ladder, don't like it, don't matter, gonna be on the billboard screen, cutting line at the Bluebird Cafe

I don't go by the book, don't like it, don't look, gonna be a big star someday

America got talent, said that they seen better days

Cause Im no Miranda Lambert when I get up on that stage