The Food Truck Blues Video (MV)

He left home at eighteen to find the promised land
He went to Bible college, but then up and joined a band
Now there's an audience assembled, but not to hear him play
Each man standing in that line is here to stuff his face

Cause he's working on a food truck with that four year degree
Gettin' stiffed by day and playin' shows at night for free
Don't you know that's Nashville, where you've gotta pay your dues
Til the band blows up online, he'll sing the food truck blues

Get your grass fed beef and go downtown to set up shop
Light the grill, but careful not to burn your eyebrows off (Again!)
Drop the fries and see that all the burgers get well done
Try not to kill the soccer mom who wants a gluten free bun!

Cause you're working on a food truck with that four year degree
Gettin' stiffed by day and playin' shows at night for free
Don't you know that's Nashville, where you've gotta pay your dues
Til the band blows up online, you'll sing the food truck blues

We're all tryin' to get our bread, pay rent, and just survive
But you can't go from fry cook to the Opry overnight
So stay up in that saddle, you may join the chosen few
But for now you'll sweat it out and sing the food truck blues

Cause we're working on a food truck with our four year degrees
Gettin' stiffed by day and playin' shows at night for free
Don't you know that's Nashville, where you've gotta pay your dues
Til the band blows up online, we'll sing the food truck blues
Til the band blows up online, we'll sing the food truck blues