He used to play mouth organ
In a folk club, in a pub they call the Lady Jane
All 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 everyday
And play the mouth organ, blues and hard luck
Someday soon I'm gonna break away

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 that he still hears them
Although they're but a thousand miles away

And so he came into this crazy business
And do you know the stars all fell his way
And he became another rock [incomprehensible] rock and roll troubadour
And threw the 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 he could reach out and touch them
Although they're but a thousand miles away
Although they're but a thousand miles away