The Beat (Of Our Own Drum)

I got a woman that I know She don't bake, she don't sew But she's got more vision than a gypsy eye She's got me hotter than an apple pie on loan And I've lost enough to know that When you love something you better never ever let it go And I've searched long enough to know that When you find something you love you never want to let it go And we march, yeah we march, to the beat of our own drum Yeah we march, oh we march, to the beat of our own drum I've got this feeling that I can't show Gonna put some heat on this deep rock coal I've sold more things than I've ever owned To buy you a diamond ring of pawnshop gold on hold And I'm old enough to know that even Jesus had a hard time finding a good line on soul And when I got him on the phone, he said, "Don't let them tell you different, I've got a soft spot for rock and roll" And we march, yeah we march, to the beat of our own drum And we march, yeah me march oh yeah, to the beat of our own drum When you love something you never let it go But wait, I learned a lot from loving you And like the stars are bold, I feel it through and through I learned a lot from loving you