"...is a song of tolerance...a fellow who finds a lot of things
to enjoy in life and just because one thing doesn't work out
he doesn't throw it all away."
It's not my sun, man, and if it's not shinin'
When I wake up tomorrow morning, hmm, that'll be all right with me
They're not my birds, man, and if they're not singin'
When I wake up tomorrow morning, hmm, that'll be all right with me.
I don't believe I'm where I'm goin'
I find many a mile
If you don't like me help me to change
I'm still looking for a style.
--- Instrumental ---
She's just a woman, if she should be gone
When I wake up tomorrow morning, hmm, that'll be all right with me
Well, I'm not a brave man but I'm not a slave man
If all I ever am is free that'll be all right with me.
I don't believe I'm where I'm goin'
I find many a mile
If you don't like me help me to change
I'm still looking for a style...
