I remember where I was the first time I saw Elvis
In our living room on our black and white TV
He sang Blue Suede Shoes and when the song was over
I knew things would never be the same for me
I grew up in a house where the doors were always open
Where a stranger is just someone I did not know
With Dreams of far off places and old guitars
Fell asleep listening to the all night radio
Now the rooms in this old house are all empty
And sometimes I wonder just how far I've come
I know some things must end, I don't know where I fit in
Still reelin' from those rock and roll days
Granddad died and left me his old chevy
Forty eight hundred pounds of Detroit steel
Sometimes at night I wish that I still had it
So it could drive me back to the way I used to feel
Now the buildings down on main street are all empty
And sometimes I wonder just how far we've come
I know some things must end, though I try hard to fit in
Still reelin' from those rock and roll days
Though I come back to this place when I feel empty
And I play those old songs I love to hear
I know some things must end and I should find where I fit in
Still reelin' from those rock and roll days
Sha na na you know I love you
Sha na na I always will
Sha na na I'm thinking of you
Sha na na you know the way I feel
Sha na na you know I love you
Sha na na I always will
Sha na na I'm thinking of you
Sha na na you know the way I feel