Letra de A Special Kind Of Man - Roger Whittaker

Myself I'm made of nothing
And my head is stuffed with hay.
But my brother was a poet,
Or at least that's what they say

Myself Im made of nothing
I'm just an also ran
My brother was a poet
And a very special kind of man

He painted scenes of dragons,
Knights in armour, bold and brave.
And show me how they rescue ladies fair.
And I killed a hundred dragons.
Rescue damsels in distress
And that really isn't bad,
For a man who wasn't there.

Oh, myself I'm made of nothing,
My head is stuffed with hay.
But my brother was a poet,
Or at least that's what they say.

Myself I'm made of nothing.
I'm just an also ran,
My brother was a poet,
And a very special kind of man.

He's done so much with his fine words
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To brighten up our life.
With his poems of the working man,
There mothers and there wife's.
Had a short life and a sweet one.
Had no time to plot or plan.
My brother was a poet
And a very special kind of man.

Oh, myself I'm made of nothing,
My head is stuffed with hay.
But my brother was a poet,
Or at least that's what they say.

Myself I'm made of nothing.
I'm just an also ran,
My brother was a poet
And a very special kind of man

Oh, myself I'm made of nothing,
My head is stuffed with hay.
But my brother was a poet,
Or at least that's what they say.

Myself I'm made of nothing.
I'm just an also ran,
My brother was a poet,
And a very special kind of man.