I don't care what you think, As long as it's about me The best of us can find happiness, in misery As long as it's about me, you said-a Say my name, and his in the same breath, I dare you to say they taste the same, Let the leaves fall off in the summer

You (ah ah ah ah ah ah) And I'll fly with you, I'll fly with you, I'll fly with you I just don't care what you've done in your life Baby, I'll always be here by your side Don't leave me waiting too long, please come by I, I, I, I still believe in your

Oh oh oh lovin' lovin' what you do I could do this all day Long as you by my side We don't care what they say Everything will be alright Always up never down Every time you around Whenever you say my name Oh I love the way it sound

Moving right along to the next big city Highway vagabonds, living like hippies Okay, jump off the exit Truck stop, rest stop, next stop Texas Caravan like a wild west show I don't care, man, as long as we go Get off one and get on the other Highway,

It's a long hard fight To love and live forever in each others hearts To learn to care for each other To trust in one another right from the start When you're in love Yes it's a hard life I don't want my freedom There's no reason for living with a broken

I'll fly with you You are, oh! And I'll fly with you I still believe in your eyes I just don't care what You've done in your life Don't leave me waiting too long Please come by! I, I, I, I still believe in your eyes

Maybe I'll find on the way down the line That I'm free, free to be me. Black night is a long way from home. Black night is not right, I don't feel so bright, I don't care to sit tight. I don't need a dark tree, I don't want a rough sea, I can't feel, I

Then I'll take care of you So let them talk about us Let them call us funny things People sometimes do I don't care as long As you know I love you Oh, and you know I do I'll be there, but you might not see me It's never easy to get through

I don't care! I don't care! It's been an awful long time since I been home, But you won't catch me goin' back down there alone. Things they said when I was young are quite enough to get me hung. They came and took my dad away to serve some time, But it

Nothing on the top but a bucket and a mop And an illustrated book about birds You see a lot up there but don't be scared Who needs action when you got words Many a hand has scaled the grand old face of the plateau Some belong to strangers, and some to