Little Miss Twain (feat. Tanya Tucker)

I dreamt of riding horses That would have been my choice if I could have afforded them back then Black ones, shiny as glass With thick, long manes, flowing in slow motion Racing on the sand At ten, that was just my wild imagination Running away with me According to my mother I'm the next Tanya Tucker She drives me to sing in the bar Push start the Chevy It's old and it's heavy And I'm still smaller than my guitar Smoking like a chimney Coachin' it in me "Honey, you're gonna go far" According to my mother I'm the next Tanya Tucker I'm gonna be a star Yeah, I'm gonna be a star I heard a song called "At Seventeen" 'Bout the ugly truth of youth and vanity I wondered if I'd be invisible for life Under the snow, in my little town Where cold winds blow, and every year, someone disappears Somewhere frozen in time But five days drive south Was Nashville, Tennessee Waiting for me According to my mother I'm the next Tanya Tucker She drives me to sing in the bar Push start the Chevy It's old and it's heavy And I'm still smaller than my guitar Smoking like a chimney Coachin' it in me "Honey, you're gonna go far" According to my mother I'm the next Tanya Tucker I'm gonna be a star Gonna make it to that big, round conference table At a major record label Little Miss Twain, please sign your name According to my mother I'm the next Tanya Tucker She drives me to sing in the bar Push start the Chevy It's old and it's heavy And I'm still smaller than my guitar Smoking like a chimney Coachin' it in me "Honey, well, you're gonna go far" According to my mother I'm the next Tanya Tucker I'm gonna be a star I'm gonna be a star