I could feel a change a comin'
I left my hometown a hummin'
With my ol' guitar a strummin'
I was on my way to Nashville
I just couldn't hardly wait
'Till I could sing my songs
To the folks on Music Row
I got into Nashville early
Sleepy, hungry, tired and dirty
I ate a stale, sweet roll
In the fountain at the hall of fame
I washed my face and read the names
In the walkway of the stars
I waited there 'till eight o'clock
When office doors became unlocked
Down the streets of Music Row
Just a walkin' up and down the street
Tryin' to find out who to see
And to hear the songs I'd wrote
But I could feel that change a comin'
And I just kept right on a hummin'
With my ol' guitar still strummin'
All them songs that I'd wrote
And then Chet and Bob at RCA
Well, they listened to my songs that day
And they both told me that I was on my way
