Big Star
Kenny Chesney.
Written by Stephony Smith.
From "No Shoes, No Shirt, No Problems" CD.



She was aware of her insecurities as she took the stage.
She was convinced if she got up there
That she'd be discovered someday.
So she belted it,
She hit the high notes fearlessly.
Oh, she melted them, As she brought them to their feet.


She was a big star at Banana Joe's bar
Where she sang karaoke every night.
She said: "If you work hard to get where you are
It feels good in the hot spotlight."
She was a big star.

She made the local cable shows
Where the camera fell in love with her face.
After a couple of weekends,
The groupies were crawling all over the place.
She signed autographs, Like she was Garth Brooks in a skirt,
And in the aftermath, That small time town was hers.

She was a big star at Banana Joe's bar
Where she sang karaoke every night.
She said: "If you work hard to get where you are
It feels good in the hot spotlight."
She was a big star.


She doesn't care anymore
That her high school girlfriends cut her out.
The only thought she entertains
Is where they are and where she is now.


Her old neighbors swear they're certain
She slept her way to the top.
She knows you don't get where you going
Unless you got something they ain't got.
So she sings tonight to 20,000 plus,
And the young girls scream out loud: "Man that could be us."


She's a big star as she eats caviar,
Just before she performs every night.
She says: "If you work hard to get where you are
It feels good in the hot spotlight."
She's a big star.
She's a big star.