Yes Mam - I'll Prove You Wrong (Live)

I live in the back of a truck I do the best I can
Some nights it's a gourmet meal Other nights it's the trash can
Don't you feel sorry for me I'm chasing down my dreams
And one day with this old guitar I'm gonna feed my family you better believe

Here in this guitar town Everybody has a sound of gold
You can walk for miles and miles Surrounded by lost souls
Then a man with a suit and tie Tells me I don't belong
I'll Prove You Wrong, I'll Prove You Wrong

I'll play every jukebox joint Beer hall and rodeo
I won't ever leave this town Till it says over a million sold
Then you'll find me in the back of the bus Playing with my band
Getting ready for the next town Ready to meet my fans.
Yes MAM I'll Prove You Wrong

Then a critic from some newspaper That I've never heard
Tries to tear me down He does not have one kind word
He says I'm just a fad And I won't last long
I'll Prove You Wrong, I'll Prove You Wrong, I'll Prove You Wrong, I'll Prove You Wrong

I'l Prove You wrong wrong wrong wrong
I'll Prove You Wrong

Written by:
Jesse Landers

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