Billy Gibbons' Beard

In the Gulf Coast Texas honky tonks

They sweep the eyeballs off the floor

The smoke'll make you shed a tear

As you stumble through the door

I wound up on the bottle

Just like mom and dad had feared

With a bar tab twice as long

As Billy Gibbons' beard

Well I'm throwing up roof shingles

With my homeboy Crazy Eight

I'd buy myself a Cadillac

If I ever caught a break

Roll it down old 59

And play that outlaw game

Maybe park it in Louie's

Where the cops don't know my name

There's a dusty Heisman trophy

Sitting on the shelf

There's a long gone run down hero in there

Talking to himself

About the days he used to run that ball

When everybody cheered

There's a band playing in the bar

Called Billy Gibbons' Beard

Well I'm upside down on Highway 6

With just myself to blame

Still a dime waiting on a buck

I've always been the same

I should have gone to the Astrodome

Back in my senior year

Coulda heard some rock and roll

And touched Billy Gibbons' beard