[Verse] White boy with a dream so wild Hands all nimble playing styles Tickling keys with dancing flair Ignored by folks who just don't care [Verse 2] Heard the beats of old-time swing Joy it brought him made him sing Fingers flying fast and tight In a world that's lost its sight [Chorus] Ragtime king see him play Modern world turns away No respect for golden keys Lost in pop and hip-hop pleas [Verse 3] Sweat slips down his furrowed brow He won't give up no not now Every note a story told But no one's there to behold [Bridge] Crowds they move to soulless beats Empty lyrics fill the streets But our boy stays on his path In rhythms lost to time's long wrath [Chorus] Ragtime king see him play Modern world turns away No respect for golden keys Lost in pop and hip-hop pleas
