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 [Solo] 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...