These Are Not My People Lyrics - Classic Masters - Joe South

First your mama and your papa 

Sent you to the finest school 

Never let it be said 

That their little darlin' was a fool 

So, with a credit card in your good name 

You were drawn like a moth to the flame 

To the people of the night 

Where you more or less lost your cool 

You had 20/20 vision 

And still you were walkin' 'round blind 

Yes and whether right or wrong 

I'd still tag along behind 

But you're flyin' too high for me 

And if this is how it's got to be 

Then it's time to say 

You go your way and I'll go mine 

It's been a gas but I'm gonna have to pass 

These are not people, no 

These are not my people 

And it looks like the end, my friend 

Gotta get in the wind, my friend 

You found yourself naked 

In the world with no place to hide 

Then you felt the pulse of your God 

And He had died 

Then your rebels that have got no cause 

And your tigers that have got no claws 

They promised you world on a string 

But you know they lied 

You know, you said you'd be back 

In a black Cadillac limousine 

But you know, I'm inclined to think 

It's not the kind you mean 

'Cause when you fall down from off your cloud 

And you're just another face in the crowd 

They're gonna throw you away 

Like last week's magazines 

It's been a gas but I'm gonna have to pass 

These are not people, no, no 

These are not my people 

And it looks like the end, my friend 

I gotta get in the wind, my friend 

It looks like the end, my friend 

I gotta get in the wind, my friend 

It looks like the end, my friend 

Gotta get in the wind, my friend