Wish I was down on some blue bayou
With a bamboo cane stuck in the sand
But the road I'm on don't seem to go there
So I just dream, keep on bein' the way I am
Wish I enjoyed what makes my living
Did what I do with a willin' hand
Some would run, but that ain't like me
I just dream, keep on bein' the way I am
The way I am don't fit my shackles
The way I am, reality
I can almost see that bobber dancin'
So I just dream, keep on bein' the way I am
And I guess I grew up a loner
Don't remember ever having any folks around
So I keep thumbing through the phone books
And looking for my daddy's name in every town
And I meet lots of friendly people
But I always wind up leaving on the land
Hey, where I've been, where I'm born didn't take a lot of knowing
And I got a lot of questions about what I am
The way I am don't fit my shackles
The way I am, reality
I can almost feel the tattooist's needle
So I just dream, keep on bein' the way I am
Hey, I'm not bragging or complaining
I'm just talking to myself man to man
And I just dream, keep on bein' the way I am
Yodel-eh-te-ho, ho-te
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