Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mott the Hoople
Performer
Ian Hunter
Vocals
Mick Ralphs
Guitar
Overend Watts
Bass Guitar
Dale Griffin
Drums
Morgan Fisher
Piano
Graham Presket
Violin
Andy Mackay
Saxophone
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ian Hunter
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mott the Hoople
Producer
Guy Stevens
Producer
Don DeVito
Producer
Vic Anesini
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Forgot my six string razor hit the sky
Halfway to Memphis 'fore I realized
Well, I rang the information, my axe was cold
They said she rides the train to Oriole
[Verse 2]
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, and I crawl like a snail
All the way from Memphis
[Verse 3]
Well, I got to Oriole, you know it took a month
And there was my guitar, electric junk
Some spade said rock 'n' rollers, you're all the same
Man, that's your instrument, I felt so ashamed
[Verse 4]
Now it's a mighty long way down rock 'n' 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
[Verse 5]
Now, it's a mighty long way down 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
[Verse 6]
Yeah, it's a mighty long way down rock 'n' roll
'Cause 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
[Verse 7]
Yeah, it's a mighty long way down rock 'n' roll
Through the Bradford cities and the Oriole
And you look like a star, but you're really out on parole
All the way from Memphis
Written by: Ian Hunter