Lyrics:

(Joe NicholsSteve DeanWil Nance)Here I sit a nobody with no oneBein' me ain't really all that funLeavin' her wasn't very smartAdmittin' I was wrong wouldn't be so hardIf it was cool to be a foolI'd be the hippest guy aroundIf a heartache made you famousI'd be known from town to townIf tears were made of penniesAnd a cold beer brought her backMy bank account and self esteemWould both be in the blackIf some Hollywood producer made a movie that was sadAbout some guy who lost the best thing he ever hadHey, I could be a starIf it was cool to be a foolBut we all know the way it really isYou don't get recognized for doin' things like thisYou spend a lotta time feelin' sorry for yourselfIt doesn't really mean that much to anybody elseIf it was cool to be a foolI'd be the hippest guy aroundIf a heartache made you famousI'd be known from town to townIf tears were made of penniesAnd a cold beer brought her backMy bank account and self esteemWould both be in the blackIf some Hollywood producer made a movie that was sadAbout some guy who lost the best thing he ever hadHey, I could be a starIf it was cool to be a foolHey, I could be a starIf it was cool to be a fool