This is the story about Chuck And how he didn't like the contemporary sounds So one day he went out and bought his first guitar He learned how to play that thing And then he wrote a couple of songs A friend thought it sounded good And he got a gig at this bar But there was no sound system And he played for beer Almost no one came but that's cool Cause the bigtime's not for this guy anyway He just likes to play And after a while when he's been playing 4 to 5 times a week He noticed that this thing of his Was slowly starting to catch on No more than a handful of people The place was packed For several months in advance And even blue-haired old ladies were requesting songs And there were A&R guys all around Trying to get a piece of the pie Sying he'd be big yeah bigger Than the Jackson Five They said let's try to make this work Change some things Like the words and some of the chords And suddenly there was a sound Much like the crack of a board And 6 months later When he got out of jail For busting heads with his guitar He was still around playing that same old thing At the same old bar And that's the story so far