Billy wasn’t all but a small town kid But he loved to play his guitar And the people who saw his peakin day Would come there and far Billy had heard the whispers saying This could come play real good When they asked him how he did it He said it’s just in my blood He blamed you Billy had been the first to admit he’s not the sharpest tool in the shed And his teachers, they would ask him if he had anything in his head It would seem that they missed a part Yes, there was one thing they didn’t know Oh he didn’t know much about decimal points But he could sure put on a show Every week day after school It’s off to the little cool ball Through the hordes of drinkers and smoking joints There would be a smoking guitar Everybody knew that corner Was where billy ran the show Just one look at his flying hands And you’d never want to go One dark night at smokey’s Well billy was on fire I found the shell and something mine went black And billy didn’t mind He said somewhere he sees 7:20, it’s time It can’t be in this dive I know people at the top of the tree Can bring your careers alive Billy, he went back that night And he stared straight at the stars I’m really gonna spend the rest of my life Playing tech and string low key bars So he picked up his guitar beside him and began To play like never before And the tune ran out so crisp and clear Even the stars were screaming for more Billy never once considered moving out of town He owed it to the place where the love of his music could be found The lowgrounds may be simplicity is gold And billy was the golden kid who really broke the mold So the next time you ever find yourself In a smokey dodge far Bought you a check at dockie’s corner Just in case it’s a smoking guitar But if you’ll ever set your eyes on the boy Who never sold out You can bet your boots that’s you Who’ll never wanna go without