You'll Never be a Prophet

I ventured south on 35 when I was 23

I got to share some stories with the people of OKC

When I got home the next day, my friends were not around

You'll never be a prophet in your own hometown

They say a man's an expert when he's 50 miles from home

Just an ordinary fellow, an everyday unknown

Stand right up and sing loud, don't ever make a sound

You'll never be a prophet in your own hometown

Your words will never mean a thing if they carry weight at all

At the corner tavern, you blend into the wall

All your friends and neighbors, they only bring you down

You'll never be a prophet in your own hometown

I talk to my neighbors; I talk to my friends

They don't even hear me, they just smile and nod their heads

This might be my destiny, lost until I'm found

You'll never be a prophet in your own hometown

Naw, your words will never mean a thing if they carry weight at all

At the corner tavern, you blend into the wall

All your friends and neighbors, they only bring you down

You'll never be a prophet in your own hometown

Naw, you'll never be a prophet in your own hometown