The Other Kind

I woke up this morning

And I took a look around at all that I got

These days I've been lookin' in the mirror

And wondering if that's me lookin' back or not

I'm still the apple of my mama's eye

I'm my daddy's worst fears realized

Here of late all this real estate

Don't seem all that real to me sometimes

I'm back out on that road again

Turn this beast into the wind

There are those that break and bend

I'm the other kind, I'm the other kind

Now my old buddy, what's his name?

Says, "Man what the hell are you thinkin' 'bout?

Fool, you got two of everything

But you hang your head just like you was down and out"

And I'm damn sure, not suffering from a lack of love

There's plenty more where that came from

Ah, but leave it up to me to say something wrong

And hurt someone before I'm done

I'm back out on that road again

Turn this beast into the wind

There are those that break and bend

I'm the other kind

I'm back out on that road again

Turn this beast into the wind

There are those that break and bend

I'm the other kind, I'm the other kind

You see it used to be I was really free

I didn't need no gasoline to run

Before you could say, "Jack Kerouac"

You'd turn your back and I'd be gone

Yeah, nowadays I got me two good wheels

And I seek refuge in aluminum and steel

Aw, it takes me out there for just a little while

And the years fall away with every mile

I'm back out on that road again

Turn this beast into the wind

There are those that break and bend

I'm the other kind

I'm back out on that road again

Turn this beast into the wind

There are those that break and bend

I'm the other kind, I'm the other kind

Yeah, I'm the other kind, I'm the other kind