| I never live my life through other people’s eyes
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| I guess I’ve always been the one they said was
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| Too tall, too late, too early
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| Yeah, he’s the one
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| You ought to be in the circus
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| You’re having too much fun
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| Just a one-man band, a one man gypsy circus
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| Finding out each piece of the puzzle has a purpose
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| Drifting and dreaming
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| Yeah, that must be my fate
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| Always grinning down the devil’s throat
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| Blazing with aces and eights
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| And I was contrary to ordinary
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| Even as a child
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| Fast freights made me wonder
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| The full moon still drives me wild
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| And stories do come true
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| You just got to live your life in episodes
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| With one eye on a lady
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| And one eye still on that open road
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| And when I die don’t put no tombstone on my grave
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| Just have my friends throw a great big party
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| Toss my ashes out across the waves
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| Don’t bring no preacher man down
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| Just to tighten up my past
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| Just tell 'em how I like to live
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| I like to make sing and dance and laugh
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| And I was contrary to ordinary
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| Even as a child
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| Fast freights made me wonder
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| Full moons still drive me wild |
| And stories do come true
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| If you live your life in episodes
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| With one eye on a lady
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| And one eye on that open road |