CertainKindOfFool

He was a poor boy

Raised in a small family

He kinda had a craving

For somethin' no one else could see

They said that he was crazy

The kind that no lady should meet

He ran out to the city

And wandered around in the street

He wants to dance oh yeah

He wants to sing oh yeah

He wants to see the lights a flashin'

And listen to the thunder ring

He saw it in a window

The mark of a new kind of man

He kinda liked the feeling

So shiny and smooth in his hand

He took it to the country

And practiced for days without rest

And then one day he felt it

He knew he could stand with the best

They got respect oh yeah

He wants the same oh yeah

And it's a certain kind of fool

That likes to hear the sound of his own name

A poster on a storefront

The picture of a wanted man

He had a reputation

Spreading like fire through the land

It wasn't for the money

At least it didn't start that way

It wasn't for the runnin'

But now he's runnin' everyday