All The Way From Memphis

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    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

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    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

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    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

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    Composition: Ian Hunter

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