Bo Phillips Band - Nashville Checklist Lyrics

We all had a dream to cut a record, and hear our songs on country radio.
But it seems like none of us got any traction. I guess it’s just a secret we don’t know.
So me, I started doin’ lots of thinkin. Takin’ notes when I would hear t...hem play.
Hearin’ every word that they were singing, and every scripted thought that they would say

And I got myself a checklist now for Nashville.
And I can be a star just wait and see.
So I’ll just learn to comb my hair, and get some fancy jeans to wear.
And sing a song somebody wrote for me.

First you gotta sing about a pickup, and tell the world about your “outlaw” days.
Remind ‘em just how much you like a cold beer, and tell about your woman’s cheating ways.
Then you need to sing about a trailer, of course you’re gonna want a tractor song.
If you cain’t sing a lick, no need to worry. Just use that Auto-Tune and “sing” along.

And I got myself a checklist now for Nashville.
And I can be a star just wait and see.
So I’ll just learn to comb my hair, and get some fancy jeans to wear.
And sing a song somebody wrote for me.

Brag about the small size of your hometown. Shootin’ deer when you were just a kid.
Eatin’ deep fried something every Sunday, and prayin’ hard just like your Mama did.
And you better not forget about our country. Sing about the ol’ U-S-of-A.
Getting’ rich while they’re out dodgin’ bullets. Yeah I’m talkin ‘bout the few, and proud and brave.

And I got myself a checklist now for Nashville.
And I can be a star just wait and see.
So I’ll just learn to comb my hair, and get bedazzled jeans to wear.
And sing a song somebody wrote for me.

And I got myself a checklist now for Nashville.
And I can be a star just wait and see.
So I’ll just learn to grow some hair, and get some stupid shades to wear.
And sing a song somebody wrote for me.