INTRO: G A7 G D D G D D7 I'd see him every mornin', ridin' down the street G D E7 A7 Old wore-out bicycle with the tattered old seat G D G Pickin' up the cans that he finds by the road D A7 G People say that Casey is a brick short of a load D G D D7 Casey's been around here forever and a day G D E7 A7 I've heard a lot of rumors how he came to be this way G D G The old folks they remember a little boy in school D A7 D And they say that he was different from the other kids they knew G A7 D D7 He's just dancin' to the beat of a different drum G A7 D Casey never did fit in G A7 D G But every night he thanks the Lord for everything He's done D A7 G 'Cause Casey knows He listens to prayers from anyone D G D D7 Anyplace he needs to go, Casey knows the way G A7 E7 A7 He must pass by the five and dime twenty times a day G D G Passin' by the schoolyard, children holler names D A7 G And a forty-year-old memory haunts him once again D G D D7 I still see him every mornin', ridin' down the street G D E7 A7 That old wore-out bicycle with the tattered old seat G D G And he hardly shows a wrinkle on his old weathered face D A7 D I guess he never worried much about bein' in the race CHORUS D A7 G And it don't matter if he dances to a different drum OUTRO: D