Song About a Man

How can a man feel anything

When all he ever got was sympathy?

Take both your hands and put them round my neck

You're a fool for wanting everything

It couldn't be much fun being a millionaire to one

Cause a million's just a million of one thing

Cutting to the chase, I suppose there'll be a day

When all your tired hands will be put to shame

I've got a restless old woman standing by my side

She cannot wait for the finer things in life

She waited all this time so I suppose she has the right

But I drank away all the things I could provide

All of that aside I never meant to make her cry

But crying is just the baby inside

The ones that mess around that tend to fuss and bring us down

Tugging at your lips to make you frown

So my grandson will be living with a chip on his shoulder

And God don't listen to his prayers anymore

I hope he understands when he's a little bit older

That I always wished the best for him

Sing a lullaby in the morning when I rise

Sing it 'til I'm far away from here

If this can be my chance to feel it once in my life

Then sing it brother, cause I don't even care