Thought I saw a shooting star under these city lights
Nothing can be beautiful when you're trapped inside
And it's hard to fall and it's hard to fight
And I can't betray my oath in spite
Music City on the rise but I've always been denied
Wedged between the railroad and a gun
And the gate is shut up tight I'm a stick of dynamite
And I've paid every due that's ever come
But I don't kneel for you or anyone
Hey old man come and play your worn out mandolin
He says you take your chances boy but one thing to depend
That you will break and you will bend
And they may never let you in
Music City on the rise but I've always been denied
Wedged between the railroad and a gun
And the gate is shut up tight I'm a stick of dynamite
And I've paid every due that's ever come
But I don't kneel for you or anyone
The chorus came from the grave swimming in my head
Saying you can play the honky tonks in Heaven when you're dead
But I'll prove it here instead
Music City on the rise but I've always been denied
Wedged between the railroad and a gun
And the gate is shut up tight I'm a stick of dynamite
And I've paid every due that's ever come
But I don't kneel for you or anyone
Thought I saw a shooting star
Thought I saw a shooting star
Thought I saw a shooting star
Thought I saw a shooting star
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