CHIT AKINS, MAKE ME A STAR
(Bowman)
Don Bowman - 1963


Nobody knows where he came from
They don't know how he got in
But Nashville won't forget the day
That he walked right in to RCA
With a guitar.....and a grin

SPOKEN: Hey there, Chit Akins, would you make me a star? Oh, I tell
you I am somethin' else with this guitar. Really! I mean, listen, you
don'tknow what you're missin'. Just listen. I mean just lis-ten to 
this.....(Wildwood Flower played badly on acoustic guitar).....Ain't
that fierce? Ain't that intense?

The crowd began to gather
To watch the fun begin
With his cowboy boots and his coveralls
His one-way ticket from Cedar Falls
That big guitar.....and a grin

SPOKEN: Hey there, Chit Akins, would you make me a star? I mean me 
being such a gas with this guitar. Listen, would you believe I ain't 
even got your correspondence course yet. That's hard to believe, 
ain't it? S'true! Never had a lesson. Never! And just listen. Just 
lis-ten here.....(Wildwood Flower played badly again)

Everybody seemed to like him
So the Company took him in
Background music is all he plays
He's on all them records from RCA
With his guitar.....and his grin

SPOKEN: Hey, Chit Akins. How come it is I never get to play by 
myself, huh? I mean, you get to play by yourself. How comeI don't 
never get to play with some o' them big symphonies like you do, huh? 
How come, Chit? How 'bout when the swellin' goes down in my fingers? 
Then can I? Huh, Chit?



(Transcribed by Mel Priddle - July 2003)