I can still remember when I bought my first guitar
Remember just how good the feeling was, put it proudly in the car
And my family listened fifty times to my two song repertoire
And I told my mum 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 lay by my record player, playin’ every note they played
And I watched them all on TV, makin' every move they made

Rock and roll, I gave you all the best years of my life
All the dreamy sunny Sundays, all the magic moon-lit nights
I was so busy on the road writin’ love songs to you
While you were changin’ your direction and never knew
That I was always just one step behind you

’71 in Soho, when I saw Suzanne
I was trying to go it solo with someone else’s band
She came up to me later and I took her by the hand
I told her all my troubles and she seemed to understand

And she followed me to London, through a hundred hotel rooms
To a hundred record companies who didn’t like my tunes
She followed me when, finally, I sold my old guitar
She tried to help me understand, I’d never be a star
Rock and roll, I gave you all the best years of my life
All the dreamy sunny Sundays, all the magic moon-lit nights
I was so busy on the road writin’ love songs to you
While you were changin’ your direction and never knew
That I was always just one step behind you