Lyrics:

Ol' Hank moved back to Alabam' when he had all he could take
Well, lately, I've been thinking I'm feeling the same way
So I sent a prayer to Jesus, and He got back to me
Said, "If it's burning up your soul, son, you best just set it free."
So I flew into L.A. through a big ol' cloud of smoke
On a red-eye out of Nashville, a place I still call home
Yeah, all I'd lost along the way I came to find out here
With Shooter and a five-piece band in the heart of Hollyweird
We ain't doing it for the money, ain't doing it for the fame
I just think it's time to make a little change
I ain't mad, I ain't bitter
You just ain't seen this side of me
I've been down, but I ain't no quitter
'Bout to get back up on my feet
Yeah, 'cause I still got dreams to dream
Give it to 'em

I ain't mad, I ain't bitter
You just ain't seen this side of me
I've been down, but I ain't no quitter
'Bout to get back up on my feet
Oh, 'cause I still got dreams to dream
Yeah, I still got dreams to dream
Yeah, I still got dreams to dream
I still got dreams to dream

Ol' Hank moved back to Alabam' when he had all he could take
Well, lately, I've been thinking I'm feeling the same way