Billy In The Lowground

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