Where Have All The Average People Gone - Roger Miller

The people in this city call me country

Because of how I walk and talk and smile

Well, I don’t mind them laughing in the city

But the country folks all say I’m citified

The fighting men they say that I’m a coward

Because I never push no one around

Gentle people call me trouble maker

'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 lights

Other folks think of me as a preacher

I’m just doing what I think is right

The wealthy people think that I am a hobo

Lean and hungry, writing mournful songs

And the poor, poor people think I am a rich man

But really, I’m just trying to get along

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 the moon and the sun and the sea and the 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?

Songwriter: Dennis Linde