He used to play mouth-organ in a folk-club
In a pub they call the Lady Jane
Oh the sounds as his friends and he would holler
Songs of love and songs of pain
There wasn't much that he could use his time for
So he used to practice every day
Play the mouth-organ blues and holler
"Someday soon I'm gonna breakaway"
He used to listen to the bells of St. Mary's
As they would echo through those early days
And sometimes even now he thinks he still hears them
Though they're but a thousand miles away
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And so he came into this crazy business
And do you know the stars all fell his way
And he became another of those rock and roll troubadours
Threw that mouth-organ far away
And so he listens to the bells of St. Mary's
And so their echo haunts him every day
So clear that he could reach out and touch them
Although they're but a thousand miles away...
Though they're but a thousand miles away...
