The people in the city call me country because of how I walk and talk and smile Well I don't mind them laughin' in the city but the country folks all say I'm citified The fightin' men may say that I'm a coward because I never pushed no one around Gentle people call me troublemaker cause I'll always fight and stand my ground Funny I don't fit where have all the average people gone Some pious people point and call me sinner because to them I've never seen the light Other folks think of me as a preacher I'm just doin' what I think is right The wealthy people think that I am a hobo lean and hungry writin' mornful songs And the poor poor people think I am a rich man but really I'm just tryin' to get along Yes it's funny I don't fit tell me where have all the average people gone And the government has given me a number to simplify my birth and life and death And still my woman thinks I'm awful important Like moon and sun and sea and sky and breath Yes it's funny I don't fit where have all the average people gone Funny I don't fit where have all the average people gone