Here's To Rock 'n' Roll

The music has guided me

And moved me all my life

Rock ‘n’ Roll will always be

My mother, my lover, my wife

I saw Mick and the Stones

Tour Exile on Main Street

Back then he had tone

And the jumpsuit fit so neat

I saw Pink Floyd at the Big “O”

The pig got away from them there

It started to fly off low

It was gone half way through Wish You Were Here

Elton John played for three solid hours

Eight costume changes too

He paused for less than half an hour

And played every song he knew

I saw Dave Van Ronk in Montreal

My hero, the man who taught Dylan

At the Yellow Door, and he played all

His best blues and it was thrilling

I was at Summer Jam at Watkin’s Glen

With the Dead, the Allmans and the Band

When it rained, everyone got wet as hens

But, in the end it was all just grand

I’ve seen Dylan three times

He was OK, then terrible, then OK

I never saw him when he was fine

But, then again, that’s the price you pay

Joni played one of those shows with Bob

It was at the Gardens and the sound was poor

She tossed out everything she could lob

But none of it made it off the floor

I saw a show where “No Show” didn’t show

But I met Merle Haggard there

I had a backstage pass, and it allowed

Me to meet June Carter Cash, so fair

I never saw the Eagles or Bruce

Two bands that fit my profile well

The E Street Band is still running loose

But Hotel California’s an empty shell

The music has guided me

And moved me all my life

Rock ‘n’ Roll will always be

My mother, my lover, my wife