Little Miss Twain

Little Miss Twain - Shania Twain/Tanya Tucker

Lyrics by：Shania Twain

Composed by：Shania Twain

Produced by：Zach Dawes

I dreamt of riding horses

That would have been my choice if

I could have afforded them back then

Black ones shiny as glass with thick long mains

Flowing in slow motion racing on the sand

At ten that was just my wild imagination running away with me

According to my mother

I'm the next Tanya Tucker

She drives me to sing in the bar

Push start the Chevy

It's old and it's heavy

And I'm still smaller than my guitar

Smoking like a chimney

Coachin' it in me

"Honey you're gonna go far"

According to my mother

I'm the next Tanya Tucker

I'm gonna be a star

Yeah I'm gonna be a star

I heard a song called "At Seventeen"

About the ugly truth of youth and vanity

I wondered if I'd be invisible for life

Under the snow in my little town

Where cold winds blow and every year someone disappears

Somewhere frozen in time

But five days drive south was Nashville Tennessee

Waiting for me

According to my mother

I'm the next Tanya Tucker

She drives me to sing in the bar

Push start the Chevy

It's old and it's heavy

And I'm still smaller than my guitar

Smoking like a chimney

Coachin' it in me

"Honey you're gonna go far"

According to my mother

I'm the next Tanya Tucker

I'm gonna be a star

Gonna make it to that big round conference table

At a major record label

Little Miss Twain please sign your name

According to my mother

I'm the next Tanya Tucker

She drives me to sing in the bar

Push start the Chevy

Its old and it's heavy

And I'm still smaller than my guitar

Smoking like a chimney

Coachin' it in me

"Honey well you're gonna go far"

According to my mother

I'm the next Tanya Tucker

I'm gonna be a star

I'm gonna be a star