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Last note of the evening lingers in my ringing ear
Like a thunder cloud, roaring cross the pasture, near
Light up a lonely smoke I found in a crushed pack on the floor
My heart sinks as the crowd walked by slowly toward the door
Winding road and sold out shows are things I've come to love
'Cause I'm as free as the wind that flies, with the lonesome dove
Ramblin' on with my life, like an outlaw from the old
Caring if I'm pleasing you
'Cause I'm cut
Yeah, I'm cut from a different mold
I ain't got no bills to pay, I don't care where I'm going next
People like to hear me play, hell, maybe I'll get a check
Money's dessert on top of a meal that I ate for free
Playin' for people listening is payment enough for me
Winding road and sold out shows are things I've come to love
'Cause I'm as free as the wind that flies with the lonesome dove
Ramblin' on with my life, like an outlaw from the old
Caring if I'm pleasing you
Cause I'm cut, I'm
Yeah, I'm cut from a different mold
Cut from a different mold, yeah
Winding road and sold out shows are things I've come to love
I'm as free as the wind that flies, with the lonesome dove
Ramblin' on with my life, like an outlaw from the old
Caring if I'm pleasing you
'Cause I'm cut
Yeah, I'm cut from a different mold
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