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