作词 : I. Hunter
 作曲 : Ian Hunter/I. Hunter
 制作人 : Mott the Hoople

Forgot my six-string razor, hit the sky

Half way to memphis 'fore I realised

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 'n I crawl like a snail

All the way from memphis

Well I got to oreoles you know, it took a month

And there was my guitar, electric junk.

Some spade said "rockin' rollers, you're all the same.

Man that's your instrument." I felt so ashamed.

Now it's a mighty long way down rockin' 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 rockin' roll

From the liverpool docks to the hollywood bowl

And you climb up the mountains 'n you fall down the holes
(All the way from memphis)
Yeah it's a mighty long way down rockin' 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 rockin' 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

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