| Folks call me a maverick
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| Guess I ain’t too diplomatic
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| I just never been the kind to go along
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| Just avoidin' confrontation
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| For the sake of conformation
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| And I’ll admit I tend to sing a different song
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| But sometimes you just can’t be afraid
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| To wear a different hat
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| If Columbus had complied
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| This old world might still be flat
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| Nothin' ventured, nothin' gained
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| Sometimes you’ve got to go against the grain
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| Well, I have been accused
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| Of makin' my own rules
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| There must be rebel blood
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| Just a-runnin' through my veins
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| But I ain’t no hypocrite
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| What you see is what you get
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| And that’s the only way I know
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| To play the game
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| Old Noah took much ridicule
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| For building his great ark
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| But after forty days and forty nights
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| He was lookin' pretty smart
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| Sometimes it’s best to brave the wind and rain
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| By havin' strength to go against the grain
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| Well, there’s more folks than a few
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| Who share my point of view
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| But they’re worried
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| If they’re gonna sink or swiim
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| They’d like to buck the system
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| But the deck is tacked against 'em
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| And they’re a little scared
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| To go out on a limb
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| But if you’re gonna leave your mark
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| You can’t follow like a bunch of sheep
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| You got to listen to your heart
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| Go bustin' in like old John Wayne
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| Sometimes you got to go against the grain
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| Nothin' ventured, nothin' gained
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| Sometimes you’ve got to go against the grain |