from Amthe bars of wisconsin
to the Dmclip joints of l.a.
whilGe trying to Ammake this guitar gain
Amthere've been people who thrown bottles
there've Dmbeen people who thrown flowers
there've Fbeen peopGle who just Amthrew open their heart
oh Fbut rock 'n' Croll's the Dmonly Amway to tell my story
i'm Dma rock 'n' rollin' Gloser Amtill the end
oFh rock 'n' rollC's the Dmonly way Amto tell my story
i'm Dma rock 'n' rollin' Gloser Amtill the end
Amthere've been clowns,there've been jokers
Dmuplitter prostitutes and queers
Fwe slowly Gdived togethAmer through the years
Ami've been turned out, Dmturned on, turned around, turned down
Ami've been built up, Dmbeat out, set up, drinkin' my pot
Ami've Dmbeen oooo hoooo hooo hooo
i've been oooo hoooo hooo hooo
all the things that you see
all the sounds that you hear
they seem to have no meaning
when you're looking through a glass of beer
and you're tired, twisted up inside
you feel you don't belong
get up and son, sing one more song
well rock 'n' roll's the only way to tell my story
i'm a rock 'n' rollin' loser till the end
yeah and rock 'n' roll's the only way to tell my story
i'm a rock 'n' rollin' loser till the end
oh lord, a rock 'n' rollin' loser till the end
Dmrock 'n' rolliGn' loser Amtill the end
rock 'n' rollin' loser till the end
rock 'n' rollin' loser till the end
rock 'n' rollin' loser till the end