Well, the hillbillys taught me how to play guitar
City slickers taught me how to be a star
I don't have either of 'em down good yet
So I'm goin to the lake where I first got wet
Yeah I'm goin to the lake where I first got wet
You had tough luck chasin low down guys
And I'm not gonna push ya, I don't wanna press
I'm not gonna put ya through some kinda test
I'm not lookin for lust or makin up lies
But I just wanna meet ya by the silver lakeside
I remember summer time boys camps, blankets and trunks