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Mac Davis Lyrics

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Rock And Roll I Gave The Best Years Of My Life

Rock And Roll (I gave the best years of my life)

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 fam'ly 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 Berry's 78's and all

I sat by my record player 

Playing ev'ry note they played.

I watched them all on TV 

Making ev'ry 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 else's 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 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 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.