(Hunter) Drums - Cozy Powell Backing Vocals - Shelley Preston, Nikki Love, Becci Glover Special Guest Raconteur - Ian Hunter Good evening Memphis How are we doing Let's do it Forgot my six-string razor and I hit the sky Halfway to Memphis before I realised Hey, I rang the information, my axe was cold They said "she rides the train down to Oriole" Well it's a mighty long way down the dusty trail And the sun burns hot on the cold steel rail And I look like a bum and I crawl like a snail All the way from Memphis I got to Oriole, you know, it took a month And there was my guitar, electric junk Some dude said "rock'n'rollers, you're all the same Man that's your instrument" I felt so ashamed Now it's a mighty long way down rock'n'roll Through the Bradford Cities and the Orioles And you look like a star but you're still on the dole All the way from Memphis "Of course we weren't always superstars There was a time when we were just ordinary commoners just like you" Thank you Mr Hoople Well 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 Well it's a mighty long way down rock'n'roll And your name gets hot and your heart grows cold And you've got to stay a young man, you can never get old All the way from Memphis Well it's a mighty long way down rock'n'roll Through the Bradford Cities and the Orioles And you look like a star but you're still on parole All the way from Memphis All the way from Memphis All the way from Memphis (all the way from Memphis) All the way from Memphis Thank you and goodnight