Nobody can tell ya; /There’s only one song worth singin’. /They may try and sell ya, /’cause it hangs them up /to see somone like you. /But you’ve gotta make your own kind of music /sing your own special song, /make your own kind of music even if nobody /else sing along. /So if you cannot take my hand, /and if you must be goin’, /I will understand. /You’re gonna be knowing /the loneliest kind of lonely.t may be rough goin’, /just to do your thing’s /the hardest thing to do. /But you’ve gotta make your own kind of music /sing your own special song, /make your own kind of music even if nobody /else sings along. /So if you cannot take my hand, /and if you must be goin’, /I will understand. /You gotta make your own kind of music /sing your own special song, /make your own kind of music even if nobody /else sings along.