Forgot my six-string razor and hit the sky
Halfway to Memphis before I realized
Well, I phoned the information, my axe was cold
They said she rides the train to Oreole
Now, it's a mighty long way down the dusty trail
And the sun burns down on the cold steel rail
And I look like a bum and I crawl like a snail
All the way from Memphis
When I got to Oreole, you know, it took a month
And there was my guitar, electric junk
Some dude said rock'n'rollers, you're all the same
Hey man, you play that thing, I felt so ashamed
Now it's a mighty long way down rock'n'roll
Through the Bradford Cities to the Oreoles
You look like a star but you're still on the dole
All the way from Memphis
Yeah, it's a mighty long way down to rock'n'roll
From the Liverpool Docks to the Hollywood Bowl
And you climb up the mountains and you fall down the holes
All the way from Memphis
Well it's a mighty long way down to rock'n'roll
And your name gets hot and your heart grows cold
And you've got to stay a young man, you can never be old
All the way from Memphis
Now, it's a mighty long way down rock'n'roll
From the Bradford Cities, to the Oreole
And you look like a star but you're out on parole
All the way from Memphis