Humble Pie

I worked real hard to get to the top... moved to Nashville though I was broke. I use to play at local coffee shops... hoping I would finally get a shot... at all that fame and fortune that I hoped for most... a life of excitement along with some screaming fans... then I said... Slice me up a piece of that humble pie... since the day that caught my eye... you were selling tickets at a country fair... you had a simple beauty that I found so rare. Since then I sing a different tune, I think that I could fly to the moon... when at times I feel like I'm a one man show, with higher dreams that are hard to let go. Then I say... Slice me up a piece of that humble pie... since the day that you caught my eye... you were selling tickets at a country fair... you had a simple beauty that I found so rare. So at times that I think I'm hot... you wrap your arms around me and give me a grin... saying true country music has it's own appeal. It's best when keepin it real. So I say... Slice me up a piece of that humble pie... since the day that you caught my eye... you were selling tickets at a country fair... you had a simple beauty that I found so rare. P.R.Deremer