Rock 'N Roll

I can still remember when I bought my first guitar Remember just how good the feeling was, put it proudly in my car And my family listened fifty times to my two songs repertoire And I told mama her only son was gonna be a star Bought all the Beatles records, sounded just like Paul Bought all the old Chuck Berry's, 78's and all And I sat by my recordplayer, playing every note they played And I watched them all on TV, making every move they made Rock'n'roll, I gave you all the best years of my live All the dreamy, sunny Sundays, all the moonlit summernights I was so busy in the backrooom writing lovesongs to you While you were changing your direction and never even knew That I was always just one step behind you '66 Seems like the year I was really going somewere We were living in San Fransisco with flowers in our hair Singing songs of kindness so the world would understand That the guys and me were something more than just another band And then '69 in L.A. came around so soon We were really making headway and writing lots of tunes And we must have played the wildest stuff we had ever played And the way crowds cried out for us, well, we thought we had it made Rock'n'roll, I gave you all the best years of my live All the crazy lazy youngdays all the magic moonlit nights I was so busy on the road singing lovesongs to you While you were changing your direction and never even knew That I was always just one step behind you Dooodooodooodooo... '71 In Soho when I saw Suzanne I was tryin' to go solo with someone elses band And she came up to me lately, took her by the hand I told her all my troubles and she seemed to understand And she, followed me to london, to a hundred hotels To a hundred record companies who didn't like my tunes. And she followed me when finally i saw my old guitar And she tried to help me understand I'll never be a star Rock'n'roll, I gave you all the best years of my live All the dreamy sunny sundays all the moonlit summernights And though I never knew the magic of making it with you I thank but all forgiving me the little bit I knew Rock'n'roll, I gave you all the best years of my live All the dreamy, sunny Sundays, all the moonlit summernights I was so busy in the backrooom writing lovesongs to you While you were changing your direction and never even knew Rock'n'roll, I gave you all the best years of my live All the dreamy, sunny Sundays, all the moonlit summernights