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 from near and far
Billy had heard the whispers saying
This kid can play real good
When they asked him how he did it
He said it's just in my blood
He played
♪
Billy'd be 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 the point
'Cause 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 weekday after school
It's off to the local bar
Through the hordes of drinkers and smokey jaws
There'd 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
When Billy was on fire
Out from the shadows stepped a man in black
And Billy he did admire
He said son when you see yourself in twenty years time
It can't be in this dive
I know people at the top of the tree
Who can bring your careers alive
♪
Billy he went back that night
And he stared staight at the stars
Am I 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 rang 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 simple but 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 bar
Would you check the darkest corner
Just in case there's a smoking guitar
But if you ever set your eyes on the boy
Who never sold out
You can bet your boots
That you'll never want to go without