Acoustic Folk Art 4, Track 7, 04:04
Country Star
I approached him carefully
They said that he was smart
An expert in his field
Who knew how to play the part
Sir, someday I’d like to be
A country music star
He looked me in the eye and said,
Son, who do you think you are?
Well, sir, I’ve been married
More than twenty years
He took a step back shocked
And brushed away a tear
But there were times we sat for hours
Underneath the stars
And once or twice I kissed her
In the front seat of my car
And he said you can be
A country music star
You don’t have to drive a truck
You don’t have to own a horse
You don’t have to have
Three marriages
That ended in divorce
But if someday you think you’d like
To be a country star
It would help significantly
If you’d learn to play guitar
Sir, there’s more you need to know
I’ll tell it to you plain
There’s numbers
Words and algorithms
Running through my brain
You see I went to college
And studied many years
He took a step back shocked
And brushed away a tear
But there were times I drove for hours
Underneath the stars
Just to listen to the whip-poor-will
Out the window of my car
And he said you can be
A country music star
You don’t have to drive a truck
You don’t have to own a horse
You don’t have to have
Three marriages
That ended in divorce
But if someday you think you’d like
To be a country star
It would help significantly
If you’d learn to play guitar
< guitar break >
Well I thought about those words
He spoke to me years ago
Then I called to my dog, Gabe
And said, boy, it’s time to go
There’s some fence
That still needs mendin’
And some feedin’ yet to do
And I still need to practice
For an hour or maybe two
Then my dog said
You can be a country music star
You don’t have to drive a truck
(necessarily)
You don’t have to own a horse
(but it helps)
You don’t have to have
Three marriages
That ended in divorce
(for sure)
But if someday you think you’d like
To be a country star
It would help significantly
If you’d learn to play guitar
< repeat last chorus and finish with guitar break >
I approached him carefully
They said that he was smart
An expert in his field
Who knew how to play the part
Sir, someday I’d like to be
A country music star
He looked me in the eye and said,
Son, who do you think you are?
Well, sir, I’ve been married
More than twenty years
He took a step back shocked
And brushed away a tear
But there were times we sat for hours
Underneath the stars
And once or twice I kissed her
In the front seat of my car
And he said you can be
A country music star
You don’t have to drive a truck
You don’t have to own a horse
You don’t have to have
Three marriages
That ended in divorce
But if someday you think you’d like
To be a country star
It would help significantly
If you’d learn to play guitar
Sir, there’s more you need to know
I’ll tell it to you plain
There’s numbers
Words and algorithms
Running through my brain
You see I went to college
And studied many years
He took a step back shocked
And brushed away a tear
But there were times I drove for hours
Underneath the stars
Just to listen to the whip-poor-will
Out the window of my car
And he said you can be
A country music star
You don’t have to drive a truck
You don’t have to own a horse
You don’t have to have
Three marriages
That ended in divorce
But if someday you think you’d like
To be a country star
It would help significantly
If you’d learn to play guitar
< guitar break >
Well I thought about those words
He spoke to me years ago
Then I called to my dog, Gabe
And said, boy, it’s time to go
There’s some fence
That still needs mendin’
And some feedin’ yet to do
And I still need to practice
For an hour or maybe two
Then my dog said
You can be a country music star
You don’t have to drive a truck
(necessarily)
You don’t have to own a horse
(but it helps)
You don’t have to have
Three marriages
That ended in divorce
(for sure)
But if someday you think you’d like
To be a country star
It would help significantly
If you’d learn to play guitar
< repeat last chorus and finish with guitar break >
Song Notes
This is just a fun little tune. Gabe was our dog and kept me company when I was building and mending fence. The instrumental bridge is a tribute to my Grandpa Lehnhoff. He never sang a note, at least that I remember, but he loved to sit back in his recliner with an older model Gibson and pick out old cowboy tunes while smoking a pipe. Later he gave up the pipe for chewing tobacco to cut down on the smoke. My uncle tells me that Grandpa used to sing for the family when he was younger and they sang together on car trips.
This is just a fun little tune. Gabe was our dog and kept me company when I was building and mending fence. The instrumental bridge is a tribute to my Grandpa Lehnhoff. He never sang a note, at least that I remember, but he loved to sit back in his recliner with an older model Gibson and pick out old cowboy tunes while smoking a pipe. Later he gave up the pipe for chewing tobacco to cut down on the smoke. My uncle tells me that Grandpa used to sing for the family when he was younger and they sang together on car trips.
Song Credits
Words and music by Mark Lehnhoff [2007]
Guitar and Vocals: Mark Lehnhoff
Mandolin: Peter Grimes
Violin: Alana Carithers
Piano: Josh Woods
Recorded and mixed by Josh Woods, J2 Music Productions, Louisa, Virginia
Produced by Josh Woods and Mark Lehnhoff
Album Artwork: Rob Hatem
Copyright 2007, 2017
Lester Chester Music, LLC
All Rights Reserved
Words and music by Mark Lehnhoff [2007]
Guitar and Vocals: Mark Lehnhoff
Mandolin: Peter Grimes
Violin: Alana Carithers
Piano: Josh Woods
Recorded and mixed by Josh Woods, J2 Music Productions, Louisa, Virginia
Produced by Josh Woods and Mark Lehnhoff
Album Artwork: Rob Hatem
Copyright 2007, 2017
Lester Chester Music, LLC
All Rights Reserved
