Corey Smith - Fast Track Lyrics
He was born in West Virginia with a mountain in his yard,Had a dream and then he followed it away.Ran to Tennessee, carried a guitar in his hand,Signed a record deal and thought he had it made.Cut an album on "The Row" and then they ran it up the charts,Called him a renegade and made him grow a beard.Went on an arena tour and did all the late-night TV,Got nominated for New Artist of the Year.He took the fast track to the tip-top. He took the fast track to theTip-top.He took the fast track to the tip-top. Now he’s looking for a slow trainDown.Smiling for the cameras flashing on his pearly whites,Oh, the lovely ladies thought he was the best.They waited in a line. Oh yeah, he had 'em taking turns.He was relishing the taste of his success.Flew on a private jet, he had a brand new XLII,Rode in limousines instead of yellow cabs.He never gave a second thought to how much everything would cost.The label said they’d put it on his tab.He took the fast track to the tip-top. He took the fast track to theTip-top.He took the fast track to the tip-top. Now he’s looking for a slow trainDown.When the single ran it's course, the label pulled the plug,All the smoke and mirrors went away.Now he’s just another sucker out there looking for a gig,Drinking in a bar down on Broadway.Now he’s back in West Virginia with a mountain in his yard,Wondering how it all could go so wrong.He’s almost out of money and his ego’s getting bruisedAnd he thinks, “Maybe I should just try writing songs.”Now there’s an idea.He took the fast track to the tip-top. He took the fast track to theTip-top.He took the fast track to the tip-top. Now he’s looking for a slow trainDown.
