That's a Man Songtext
von Adam Brand

He was five foot, eight inches, good with his hands
Left part of his childhood in Vietnam
If you gave him hell, he′d give it right back to you
Upright and honest his collar was blue
He'd fix anything with a hand full of tools
Probably the smartest man I ever knew
He wasn′t perfect, he had his flaws
I don't make excuses for the man that he was

He said "Work for a living and don't throw the first punch
Say grace at the table and don′t drink too much"
If you needed something, he′d give you his shirt
But you mess with his kids, you're gonna get hurt
That′s a man


I still remember my first big game
I wanted to live up to my daddy's name
When I missed that pass, dad said
"Son, I′m still proud of you"
And that's all it took to dry up my tears
A few words from Dad that a boy needs to hear

He said "Work for a living and don′t throw the first punch
Say grace at the table and don't drink too much"
If you needed something, he'd give you his shirt
But you mess with his kids, you′re gonna get hurt
That′s a man

Two weeks ago, we laid my dad in the ground
The last thing he said was "You're the man of the house, now"

I work hard for a living, I don′t throw the first punch
Say grace at my table and I don't drink too much
If you′re needing something, I'd give you my shirt
But you mess with my little boy, somebody′s gonna get hurt

I'm five foot, eight inches, my collar it's blue
And I do pretty well with a hand full of tools
I′m trying my best to fill my daddy′s shoes
If you give me hell, I'll give it right back to you

If I could be half the man that he was
That′s good enough for me