You ever heard the story

Of Mr. Faded Glory?

Say, "He who rides the pony must someday fall"

Talking to my alter

Life is what you make it

And if you make it

Death well rest your soul away

Away

Away

Yeah, child

It's a broken kinda feeling

She'd have to tie me to the ceiling

A bad moon's a-comin'

Better say your prayers, child

I wanna tell ya that I love you

But does it really matter?

I just can't stand to see you

Draggin' down again

Again

My baby, again, oh yeah

So I'm singing

And this is my kind of love

It's the kind that moves on

It's the kind that leaves me alone, yes it does

And this is my kind of love

It's the kind that moves on

It's the kind that leaves me alone

I used to treat you like a lady

Now you're a substitute teacher

This bottle's not a pretty, not a pretty sight, yeah

I owe the man some money

So I'm turnin' over, honey

Say, "Mr. Faded Glory is-a-once again a-doin' time", oh yeah

And this is my kind of love

It's the kind that moves on

It's the kind that leaves me alone, yes it does

And this is my kind of love

It's the kind that moves on

It's the kind that, it's the kind that

It leave me alone, yeah

Like a crown of thorns

It's all who you know

So don't burn your bridges, woman

'Cause someday, yeah

Kick it!

And this is my kind of love

It's the kind that moves on

It's the kind that leaves me alone

This is my kind of love

It's the kind that moves on

It's the kind that, it's the kind that, yeah

Baby

I said a c'mon, c'mon on, c'mon, c'mon, do it

I said baby

Don't burn you bridges, woman

I'm comin' for you