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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 |
