Forgot my six-string razor, hit the sky
Half way to Memphis 'fore I realized
Well, I rang the information, my axe was cold
They said, she rides the train to Oreoles
Now it's a mighty long way down the dusty trail
And the sun burns hot on the cold steel rails
And I look like a bum and I crawl like a snail
All the way from Memphis
Well, I got to Oreoles y'know, it took a month
And there was my guitar, electric junk
Some spade said, "Rock 'n' rollers, you're all the same
Man, that's your instrument", I felt so ashamed
Now it's a mighty long way down rock 'n' roll
Through the Bradford Cities and the Oreoles
And 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 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
Yeah, it's a mighty long way down rock 'n' roll
As your name gets hot so your heart grows cold
And you gotta stay young man, you can never be old
All the way from Memphis
Yeah, it's a mighty long way down rock 'n' roll
Through the Bradford Cities and the Oreoles
And you look like a star but you're really out on parole
All the way from Memphis