Words and music by Brian May. I was nothin' but a city boy. My trumpet was my only toy. I've been blowin' my horn. Since I knew I was born. But there ain't nobody wants to know. I've been sleepin' on the sidewalk. Rollin' down the road. I may get hungry. But I sure don't want to go home. So round the corner comes a limousine. And the biggest grin I ever seen. Here sonny won't you sign. Right along the dotted line. What you sayin' are you playin'. Sure you don't mean me?. I've been sleepin' on the sidewalk. Rollin' down the road. I may get hungry. But I sure don't want to go home. (Now I tell you what happened...). They took me to a room without a table. They said 'blow your trumpet into here'. I played around as well as I was able. And soon we had the record of the year. I was a legend all through the land. I was blowin' to a million fans. Nothin' was a missin'. All the people want to listen. You'd have thought I was a happy man. And I was sleepin' like a princess. Never touch the road. I don't get hungry. And I sure don't want to go home. (Have to have some fun...). Now they tell me that I ain't so fashionable. An' I owe the man a million bucks a year. So I told 'em where to stick the fancy label. It's just me and the road from here. I'm back to playin' and layin'. I'm back on the game. I'm sleepin' on the sidewalk. Rollin' down the road. I sure get hungry and. I sure do wanna go home. (Yeah)