"Rock & Roll" by Mac Davis

I can still remember 
When I bought my first guitar,
Remember just how good the feeling 
To put it proudly in my car,
And my famly listened fifty times 
To my two song repertoire.
I told my mom 
Her only son was gonna be a star.
Bought all the Beatles records, 
I sounded just like Paul,
I bought all the old Chuck Berrys 78s and all
I sat by my record player 
Playing evry note they played.
I watched them all on TV 
Making evry move they made.
 
Rock and roll, I gave you all 
The best years of my life
All the dreamy sunny Sundays, 
All the moonlit summer nights.
I was so busy in the backroom 
Writing love songs to you
While you were changing your direction 
And you never even knew 
That I was always just one step behind you.

66 seemed like the year 
I was really going somewhere 
 We were living in San Francisco 
 With flowers in our hair,
 Singing songs of kindness 
 So the world would understand, 
 To the guys and me you were something more 
 Than just another band.
 
 And then sixty-nine 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 that we had ever played, 
And the way the crowds cried out for us, 
We thought we had it made.

Rock and roll, I gave you all 
The best years of my life, 
All the crazy, lazy, young days, 
All the magic moon at night. 
I was so busy on the road 
Singing love songs to you, 
while you were changing your direction 
And you never even knew 
That I was always just one step behind you.
 
Seventy-one and so alone 
When I met Susanne,
I was trying to go it solo 
With someone elses band.
She came up to me later 
And I took her by the hand,
And I told her all my troubles 
And she seemed to understand.
 
And she followed me through London 
Through a hundred hotel rooms, 
Through a hundred record companies 
Who didnt like my tunes 
She followed me when finally 
I sold my old guitar, 
She tried to help me 
Understand Id never be a star.
 
Rock and roll, I gave you 
All the best years of my life, 
All the dreamy, sunny Sundays, 
All the moonlit summer nights, 
And though I never knew 
The magic of making it with you, 
That I thank the Lord for giving me 
The little bit I knew,
And I was always just one step behind you.