I grew up in the country,
Where I paid my dues in sweat…
Tonight I work this honky tonk,
And the tip jar ain’t full yet…
Now I’m drenched in neon light
Strummin’ this guitar…
Performin’ the music,
That’ll light up my star…
And I’ll be going strong
While I wait for my hit song…

(Chorus)

When my break comes
I’m gonna ma..a..ake it,
Even on my bad days,
I can fa..a..ake it…
Hard work and talent,
Will find a way…
I’m gonna… fake it ‘til I make it,
Someday…

There’s others out here like me,
On six strings and a prayer…
Wantin’ the impossible,
Some say the game ain’t fair…
But I’m gonna make it…
I swear…

(Chorus)

(Musical Interlude)

Johnny Cash and June Carter,
Success took them some time…
Dolly and Loretta,
Grew up without a dime…
Toby, Willie, Garth and Merle,
Never let “no” stop the truth…
They just picked up beat up guitars,
And said a thing or two…

When my break comes,
I’m gonna ma..a..ake it…
Even on my bad days
I can fa..a..ake it…
Hard work and talent
Will find a way…
I’m gonna fake it ‘til I make it,
Someday…
And don’t you worry ‘bout me,
‘Cause I’ll be OK…
I’m gonna fake it ‘til I make it…
Someday…