Roger Whittaker — A Special Kind Of Man lyrics

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 I'm 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 distres
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 made of nothing.
I'm just an 'also-ran',
My brother was a poet,
And a very special kind of man.
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He's done so much with his fine words
To brighten up our lives,
With his poems of the working man,
Their mothers and their 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.

Songwriters: RICHARDS, MICHAEL / WHITTAKER, ROGER
A Special Kind Of Man lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group