Texty: Jayhawks. Music from the North Country: The Jayhawks Anthology. Big Star.

I'm flat busted
Wild-eyed and free
I couldn't get arrested if I tried
A has-been at a mere thirty-five

Straight, honest, forthright and true
Great expectations for someone
Doesn't anybody know how to have fun

But I'm gonna be a big star
I'm gonna be a big star someday
I'm gonna be a big star someday

The grape's bitter
I'm no quitter
Revolutions come one by one
Seems it's high noon and I ain't got no gun

But it's so hard
So hard
So hard getting by

Gonna be a big star
I'm gonna be a big star, someday
I'm gonna be a big star, someday

Fine bourbon, Cuban cigars
Rude remarks observed at the C.C. Bar
I'm perfecting the finest are to wasting hours

But I'm gonna be a big star
I'm gonna be a big star, someday
I'm gonna be a big star
I'm gonna be a big star, someday