Different Mold

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 crowed walked by slowly toward the door Winding road and showed out shows are things Ive come to love Cause I'm as free as the wind that flies with lonesome dove Ramblin on with my life like an outlaw from the old Not 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 Moneys dessert on top of a meal I ate for free Playin for people listening is payment enough for me Yeah I'm cut from a different mold I'm cut from a different mold yeah