Bm G D I was five years old, ridinh in granddaddy's truck Singin’ "Deeper Than the Holler" with the radio up He'd smile and he'd say, "Boy, keep singin’ that song" And I bet even he never thought Chorus: Bm G D I'd be making a dollar, making a music note Playing old guitar and not wind up going flat broke Write a couple songs that somebody might know Make a dollar, making a music note Make a dollar, making a music note Never knew I'd step foot on that old Opry stage Went from Old Rugged Cross to that church off Broadway Standing right where Loretta, Cash, and Charley all stood Man, who would have guessed that I would Chorus: Be making a dollar, making a music note Playing old guitar and not wind up going flat broke Write a couple songs that somebody might know Make a dollar, making a music note Make a dollar, making a music note Bm G So, this song's a way for me to shake D everybody's hand Thanks for giving this Tennessee boy a chance Chorus: At making a dollar, making a music note (Oh) Playing old guitar and not wind up going flat broke Write a couple songs that somebody might know Make a dollar, making a music note Make a dollar, making a music note I was five years old riding in granddaddy's truck Singin' "Deeper Than the Holler" with the radio up | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsBm D G |