Different Drum Lyrics

Br5-49 Different Drum

I'd see him every mornin', ridin' down the street

Old wore-out bicycle with the tattered old seat

Pickin' up the cans that he finds by the road

People say that Casey is a brick short of a load


Casey's been around here forever and a day

I've heard a lot of rumors how he came to be this way

The old folks they remember a little boy in school

And they say that he was different from the other kids they knew


CHORUS:

He's just dancin' to the beat of a different drum

Casey never did fit in

But every night he thanks the Lord for everything He's done

'Cause Casey knows He listens to prayers from anyone


Anyplace he needs to go, Casey knows the way

He must pass by the five and dime twenty times a day

Passin' by the schoolyard, children holler names

And a forty-year-old memory haunts him once again


I still see him every mornin', ridin' down the street

That old wore-out bicycle with the tattered old seat

And he hardly shows a wrinkle on his old weathered face

I guess he never worried much about bein' in the race


CHORUS


And it don't matter if he dances to a different drum