Lyrics
[verse]
Way down where the pine trees grow so tall
There's a boy who never went to school at all
He found an old guitar behind the barn
Learned to play it out in the cotton corn
His fingers moved like they had a mind of their own
Pickin' out a sound he'd never known
[chorus]
Go on, go on, keep on movin' fast
Take that dream and make it last
Someday soon they'll call your name
In shinin' letters made of flame
Go on, go on, don't you stop or fold
This is your story, let it unfold
[verse]
Mama told him son you got a gift inside
Don't matter where you're born, don't matter your pride
He played on porches, played on the county line
Every note he struck just felt so right
People started comin' from miles around
Just to hear that country boy lay it down
[chorus]
Go on, go on, keep on movin' fast
Take that dream and make it last
Someday soon they'll call your name
In shinin' letters made of flame
Go on, go on, don't you stop or fold
This is your story, let it unfold
[bridge]
No fancy schoolin', no silver spoon
Just calloused hands and an old tune
But talent don't care where you're from
It just waits for you to become
[verse]
Now the lights are bright and the crowd's alive
He made it out, he made it survive
That same old guitar still rings out true
Proof that a dream really can come true
[chorus]
Go on, go on, keep on movin' fast
Take that dream and make it last
Someday soon they'll call your name
In shinin' letters made of flame
Go on, go on, don't you stop or fold
This is your story, let it unfold
