I'm gonna find me a big truck And drink a beer from a bottle Buy a house down in Nashville And some boots that I can model I'll get a five gallon black hat And a big belt buckle A shotgun and gun rack And some scars on my knuckles I'm gonna write a country song And it won't be long 'til I'm on the radio And when it goes to number one Gonna fake the fun like a clown in a rodeo I'm gonna buy me an old farm And sell the house in the city Turn on my Southern charm And if it's fake, ain't it a pity? I'll talk with an accent And play guitar with an old twang Spray on some chaps scent And get the bucks for my big bang I'm gonna write a country song And it won't be long 'til I'm on the radio And when it goes to number one Gonna fake the fun like a clown in a rodeo Radio Radio Radio Radio