The Beat (Of Our Own Drum)

I got a woman that I know
She don't bake, she don't sew
But she's got more vision than a gypsy eye
She's got me hotter than an apple pie on loan

And I've lost enough to know that
When you love something you better never ever let it go
And I've searched long enough to know that
When you find something you love you never want to let it go

And we march, yeah we march, to the beat of our own drum
Yeah we march, oh we march, to the beat of our own drum

I've got this feeling that I can't show
Gonna put some heat on this deep rock coal
I've sold more things than I've ever owned
To buy you a diamond ring of pawnshop gold on hold

And I'm old enough to know that even
Jesus had a hard time finding a good line on soul
And when I got him on the phone, he said,
"Don't let them tell you different, I've got a soft spot for rock and roll"

And we march, yeah we march, to the beat of our own drum
And we march, yeah me march oh yeah, to the beat of our own drum

When you love something you never let it go
But wait, I learned a lot from loving you
And like the stars are bold, I feel it through and through
I learned a lot from loving you