Nobody can tell you There's only one song worth singing
They may try and sell you Cause it hangs them up To see someone like you
* But you gotta make your own kind of music Sing your own special song
Make your own kind of music Even if nobody else sings along
You're gonna be nowhere The loneliest kind of lonely
It may be rough going Just to do your thing is the hardest thing to do
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So if you cannot take my hand And if you must be going, I will understand
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