Little Miss Twain (feat. Tanya Tucker)

I dreamt of riding horses

That would have been my choice if

I could have afforded them back then

Black ones, shiny as glass

With thick, long manes, flowing in slow motion

Racing on the sand

At ten, that was just my wild imagination

Running away with me

According to my mother

I'm the next Tanya Tucker

She drives me to sing in the bar

Push start the Chevy

It's old and it's heavy

And I'm still smaller than my guitar

Smoking like a chimney

Coachin' it in me

"Honey, you're gonna go far"

According to my mother

I'm the next Tanya Tucker

I'm gonna be a star

Yeah, I'm gonna be a star

I heard a song called "At Seventeen"

'Bout the ugly truth of youth and vanity

I wondered if I'd be invisible for life

Under the snow, in my little town

Where cold winds blow, and every year, someone disappears

Somewhere frozen in time

But five days drive south

Was Nashville, Tennessee

Waiting for me

According to my mother

I'm the next Tanya Tucker

She drives me to sing in the bar

Push start the Chevy

It's old and it's heavy

And I'm still smaller than my guitar

Smoking like a chimney

Coachin' it in me

"Honey, you're gonna go far"

According to my mother

I'm the next Tanya Tucker

I'm gonna be a star

Gonna make it to that big, round conference table

At a major record label

Little Miss Twain, please sign your name

According to my mother

I'm the next Tanya Tucker

She drives me to sing in the bar

Push start the Chevy

It's old and it's heavy

And I'm still smaller than my guitar

Smoking like a chimney

Coachin' it in me

"Honey, well, you're gonna go far"

According to my mother

I'm the next Tanya Tucker

I'm gonna be a star

I'm gonna be a star