The Way The Story Goes - Tim Foust

She’s leaving everything she knows, and she’s headed for the coast

Just a beat up old guitar and whatever she could fit into her car

Frightened and excited, never been out on her own

But she’s been waiting for this day

Ain’t that just the way the story goes?

She’s gonna make it in LA

Mom and Dad don’t understand;

this is not what they had planned

But there just ain’t no compromise to a girl with starry eyes

And it’s not easy trading country life for a chance to make a name

But ain’t that just the way the story goes?

She’s gonna make it in LA

Sometimes she misses those quiet, moonlit nights

And she has trouble sleeping beneath the neon lights

I guess it’s worth it

I guess it’s worth the sacrifice

Now, she’s been serving beers for oh so many years

And she hears familiar schemes — brand new faces, same ol' dreams

And to this very day, she never misses open calls

Even though she’s turning grey

And ain’t that just the way the story goes?

And ain’t that just the way the story goes?

And ain’t that just the way the story goes?

She’s gonna make it in LA