My first love was an old American song
About all the things in life that can and will go wrong
The cover was all faded, the edges battered hard
Touched and turned a million times
Until it almost fell apart.
It licked the wounds I took from many sinful nights
Covered up the bruises from many teenage fights
Every syllable spent comfort and every chord returned the poise
That had been taken from me
And then there was this voice
And I"d kneel down by the jukebox
Close my eyes and fold my hands
Praying to the gods of rock"n roll
In every lonely hour and through every heavy storm
Keeping faith that rock"n roll can save us all
Because only rock"n roll can save us all.
The only girl that ever broke my heart
The one I loved too much to tell that she tore my soul apart.
Was barely 21 and a singer in a band
She knew that there was more to songs
Than just words and instruments.
So if you ask me why I"m standing on this stage
Singing songs for a handful dreamers, making minimum wage
All I can say is that I have never had a choice
Ever since I was a young boy, ever since I heard the voice
Of Bob Dylan on a scratched old "45
Learning that there"s more to living than just being alive.
And I"d kneel down by the jukebox
Close my eyes and fold my hands
Praying to the gods of rock"n roll
In every lonely hour and through every heavy storm
Keeping faith that rock"n roll can save us all
Because only rock"n roll can save us all.
So if life treats you unfairly and you find it hard to be brave
Put on your headphones, turn on your favorite record
And thou shalt be saved.
And I"d kneel down by the jukebox
Close my eyes and fold my hands
Praying to the gods of rock"n roll
In every lonely hour and through every heavy storm
Keeping faith that rock"n roll can save us all
Because only rock"n roll can save us all.
About all the things in life that can and will go wrong
The cover was all faded, the edges battered hard
Touched and turned a million times
Until it almost fell apart.
It licked the wounds I took from many sinful nights
Covered up the bruises from many teenage fights
Every syllable spent comfort and every chord returned the poise
That had been taken from me
And then there was this voice
And I"d kneel down by the jukebox
Close my eyes and fold my hands
Praying to the gods of rock"n roll
In every lonely hour and through every heavy storm
Keeping faith that rock"n roll can save us all
Because only rock"n roll can save us all.
The only girl that ever broke my heart
The one I loved too much to tell that she tore my soul apart.
Was barely 21 and a singer in a band
She knew that there was more to songs
Than just words and instruments.
So if you ask me why I"m standing on this stage
Singing songs for a handful dreamers, making minimum wage
All I can say is that I have never had a choice
Ever since I was a young boy, ever since I heard the voice
Of Bob Dylan on a scratched old "45
Learning that there"s more to living than just being alive.
And I"d kneel down by the jukebox
Close my eyes and fold my hands
Praying to the gods of rock"n roll
In every lonely hour and through every heavy storm
Keeping faith that rock"n roll can save us all
Because only rock"n roll can save us all.
So if life treats you unfairly and you find it hard to be brave
Put on your headphones, turn on your favorite record
And thou shalt be saved.
And I"d kneel down by the jukebox
Close my eyes and fold my hands
Praying to the gods of rock"n roll
In every lonely hour and through every heavy storm
Keeping faith that rock"n roll can save us all
Because only rock"n roll can save us all.