| You ever heard the story of Mr. Faded Glory?Say he who rides a pony must someday fall
 Talkin' 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 kind of feeling
 She'd have to tie me to the ceiling
 A bad moon's a comin' better say your prayers child
 I wanna tell that I love you but does it really matter you?
 I just can't stand to see you dragging down again
 Again my baby I'm here, oh yeah, so I'm singing
 
 And this is my kinda love
 It's the kind that moves on
 It's the kind that leaves me alone
 Yes it does
 
 And this is my kinda love
 It's the kind that moves on
 It's the kind that leaves me alone
 
 I uses to treat you like a lady
 Now you're a substitute teacher
 This bottle's not a pretty, not a pretty sight
 I owe the man some money so I'm turnin' over honey
 You see Mr. Faded Glory is once again doin' time
 
 And this is my kinda love
 It's the kind that moves on
 It's the kind that leaves me alone
 Yes it does
 
 And this is my kinda love
 It's the kind that moves on
 It's unkind that, it's unkind that
 It leave me alone
 
 Like a crown of thorns
 It's all who you know, yeah
 So don't burn your bridges woman
 'Cause someday, yeah
 
 Kick it, oh yeah
 And this is my kinda love
 It's the kind that moves on
 It's the kind that leaves me alone, yeah
 
 This is my kinda love
 It's the kind that moves on
 It's the kind that
 It's the kind that, yeah, yeah
 
 Baby I said, "C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon yeah"
 I said," Baby don't burn your bridges woman"
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