No One Else Like Me (Live At The Ryman)

Their body How many mistakes can I make 'fore I start to see? How much love will it take to make me not wanna leave? How many tears can I cry 'fore all my tears run dry? Will I ever be free? Will I ever be free? Lord, I wanna be free Well, I'm a broken writer, I'm a restless fighter, and I'm lookin' for a little hope I'm a shadowed thinker, I'm a one-eyed blinker at the end of his rope I'm a dead man walkin', I'm a preacher talkin' about love and how to be free I'm a dyin' ghost with a heart like most, but Lord, ain't no one else like me Lookin' back at the promises that I could never keep I wonder if there was ever any truth at all in me Sometimes I wanna run away, go start over in another place But I'd never be free Well, I'd never be free I'm a broken writer, I'm a restless fighter, and I'm lookin' for a little hope I'm a shadowed thinker, I'm a one-eyed blinker at the end of his rope I'm a dead man walkin', I'm a preacher talkin' about love and how to be free I'm a dyin' ghost with a heart like most, but Lord, ain't no one else like me I'm a broken writer, I'm a restless fighter, and I'm lookin' for a little hope I'm a shadowed thinker, I'm a one-eyed blinker at the end of his rope I'm a dead man walkin', a preacher talkin' about love and how to be free Lord, I'm a dyin' ghost with a heart like most, but Lord Oh Lord, ain't no one else like me No one else like me And no one else like me Oh-oh I know nobody else Nobody else Nobody else No, no, nobody Thank you