Three ways before I could even need

My brother's son, didn't see him turn one or two

Three months I haven't made Sunday service once

I'm out on the road praying alone

Every night for a sign that I'm doing this right

And I'm right where I'm supposed to be

Mama said: You'll be a star

And daddy said: You're gonna go far

All you gotta do is sing your heart out

A lot of miles, a lot of tears

You've given me some of my best years

There's so much I had to miss out on

Six years of missing home for three minutes on the radio

Three years of wishing that he was here holding my hand

No I didn't plan for those three words

To be the ones that hurt

They don't sound the same from so far away

Oh, my mama said: You'll be a star

And daddy said: You're gonna go far

All you gotta do is sing your heart out

A lot of miles, a lot of tears

You've given me some of my best years

There's so much I had to miss out on

Six years of missing home for three minutes on the radio

I'll do it for the three girls at my show

Who saved up for the front row

And the three times that I heard

just this week that my words

Were sang by three year old

Hairbrush for a microphone

Little girl with a dream

And that girl was me, yeah

My mama said: You'll be a star

And daddy said: You're gonna go far

All you gotta do is sing your heart out

A lot of miles, a lot of tears

You've given me my best years

There's so much I had to miss out on

Six years of missing home

But I'd spend fifty more gone for three minutes on the radio