Rise of a Small-Town Dreamer

[Verse] I walked these dirt roads, head hung low, Small-town whispers cut deep like a plow. They said I'd never make it, always last, But I kept my dreams in the sky, never lookin' back. [Verse 2] Spent nights pluckin' six strings, singin' to the stars, In a rusted pickup, all my notes and scars. From broken fences to neon lights, I fought my way through those long, dark nights. [Chorus] Now I'm on top, hear my name from afar, Under the bright lights, I found my star. With love in my heart and the world in my hand, From a bullied boy to the top of the band. [Verse 3] Every doubt they had, I turned into gold, Gave my heart in every song, never sold my soul. From basement bars to the Grand Ole Opry, I showed 'em all what a dreamer can be. [Bridge] For every tear and every shove, Found a thicker skin, more to love. Now they cheer, "He's our own, made us proud," Twelve-string stories told out loud. [Chorus] Now I'm on top, hear my name from afar, Under the bright lights, I found my star. With love in my heart and the world in my hand, From a bullied boy to the top of the band.