Real Man

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I came home from college to see my old man
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He was sitting on the porch swing a book in his hand
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He stared at my earring and at my tattoo
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Smiled, shook his head, said It's good to see you.
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He chose his words carefully For it was hard for me to come
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And he knew I had a temper and where I got it from
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I waited for the sermon.  The one I knew so well
          Em                                        D
But this time he wasn't preaching about heaven or hell He said

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CHORUS:
    G   D              A          D
A real man knows the value of a woman
    G    D          A        Em
A real man's got nothing to prove    (man's - contraction for man has)
         G          D             A        G
He's strengthen by love and the Lord up a-bove
           D        A           G    D
To do the best you can To be a real man


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Could it be that I saw just a glimpse of his soul
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Or maybe losing momma had just taken it's toll
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He gave me his bible, stained with tears he had cried
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I open up the cover where he wrote inside And it said,


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ENDING:
            D        A           G   D
To do the best you can to be a real man