Johnny walked right in they said, “Hey boy what you think you’re doing?”
He looked at the sign “No shoes No service,” no shoes? Fuck that.
Three cigs left to his pack, he’s got a goddamn monkey on his back.
And that girl ain’t coming home…

Six strings will take me home, I been rolling down that road again.
Six strings will take me home, take me back home again.
I’ve been playing rock ‘n’ roll, that music save my soul.
And if I die, six strings right by my side.

Johnny count to five they said, “Hey boy what you play ain’t music.”
They all told him why “Too loud Too fast,” too loud? Fuck that.
But Johnny said, “You’ll burn in hell.
‘Cause Imma play just how I like.”
Six million problems but he won’t hear a single one…

Six strings will take me home, I been rolling down that road again.
Six strings will take me home, take me back home again.
I’ve been playing rock ‘n’ roll, that music save my soul.
And if I die, six strings right by my side.

And in the end, he’ll tell you time won’t be a friend.
Won’t be a friend, he’ll never play that song again