Lyrics

Well I?ve worked this dead end job
For far too long I?ve wanted more
Well I felt my hands were tied
A common man deserving more

I kept faith in rock-n?-roll
Not knowing where it?d take me
I stand guitar in hand
My music won?t forsake me

Chorus:
So turn up your radio
Cause I?ve got something to say
Slip on your dancin? shoes
While I?m rockin? your troubles away

Some friends have vowed success
And walked away with a college degree
Well, I chose a different path
Pursuing in what I believe

Some say I?m wasting time
I?m nothing but a dreamer
But my will is made of stone
I?m hungry and I?m eager

Chorus

Well, I?ve worked for all I have
Nothing?s come to me for free
No silver spoon in hand
Rock-n?-roll had rescued me

Some say I?m wasting time
I?m nothing but a dreamer
But my will is made of stone
I?m hungry and I?m eager

Chorus

Your troubles away
Your troubles away