I'm Not

I'm not the fool on the hill
who paces in place
when he should be sitting still
you ask for a cure
and they give you a pill
I'm not the fool on the hill

I'm not a bird in the sky
just a murmur of breath
as our lives pass us by
but if I'm gonna live,
well then I'm gonna die
But, I'm not a bird in the sky


I'm not a preacher of men
not a scholar, or poet
but I like to pretend
sometimes i get stories
and I put them to pen
But, I'm not a preacher of men

No, I'm not the man in my songs
I'm just a fool
who goes blathering on
'bout the places I've seen
and the things that I've done
But I'm not the man in my songs