Well the place was New York city

And the hour was growing late

We had walked from the streets of Harlem

To the Greenwich village gate

We were young and foolish and trying out

For fame

He said James Dean was his name

And I held the rose that he gave me for an hour

He wrote down the words while I picked the

Wildwood flower

Well I used to be somebody

Lord I used to have a friend

I'd like to be somebody again

I used to be somebody

Good lord where have I been

I ain't ever gonna see James Dean again

Well I went with Elvis Presley to see Brando from

A far and I sat with Kazan and Tennessee and did

A street car named desire

We laughed a lot and we danced a lot and we

Rocked away our fears

That was back in my rock and roll years

When I held the rose that he gave me for an hour

Elvis sang the song while I picked the wildwood flower

Well I used to be somebody

Lord I used to have a friend

I'd like to be somebody again

I used to be somebody good lord where have I been

I ain't ever gonna see Elvis again

Well I got the best man and my children they love me

And I might have done some things good enough

For you to see

But sometimes if I'm feeling low I swing

Back to my fears

And go back to my rock and roll years

When I held the rose that he gave me for an hour

Elvis sang the song while I picked the wildwood flower

Well I used to be somebody lord

I used to have a friend

I'd like to be somebody again

I used to be somebody

Good lord where have I been

I ain't ever gonna see Elvis again

I ain't ever gonna see James Dean again

I ain't ever gonna see Patsy Cline again

Oh I ain't ever gonna see Hank Williams again