Way I Am - Martin Sexton

The other night I had a crazy dream

Bout a man in a fishing hat Selling magazines

All the way from Kingston He had worked his way down

And I bought him this drink

On the night they kicked him out of town

He said

You know I don’t like the way I am You know I don’t like the way I am Saw an old fisherman out swaying on the dock

Swinging a jug of something in the string of fish he had caught

His wife had left him just a week before

She packed up her bags and she waltzed on out the door

And she said

You know I don’t like the way I am You know I don’t like the way I am And then she cried Right out loud

She sang

You and me walked down the shores of our youth

Chasing the sunrise and challenging the truth

Its all so distant now I’ve seen too many lies

Turning my vision into crumbling demise

Makes me want to say

I don’t like the way I am You see I don’t like the way I am

I’m gonna change the way I am

I’m gonna change the way I am Right now Hear me crying out loud

The other night I had this crazy dream

Bout a man in a fishing hat He was selling old magazines

All the way from Kingston He had worked his way down

And I bought him a drink on the night they kicked him out of town

You know I don't like the way I am You know I don't like the way I am But I'm gonna change the way I am Yes I am I'm gonna change the way I am And he played the sweetest song

for me On his squeezebox by the sea