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 
            Em
good to see you.
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He chose his words carefully For 
        A
it was hard for me to come
        Em                         
And he knew I had a temper and 
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where I got it from
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I waited for the sermon.  The one 
   A
I knew so well
          Em                     
But this time he wasn't preaching 
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about heaven or hell He said

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


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


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