Chit Akins, Make Me A Star
Composer(s): Don Bowman
Performer(s): Don Bowman



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

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...
... 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

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...

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

Hey, Chit Akins 
How come it is I never get to play by myself, huh? 
I mean, you get to play by yourself 
How come I 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?