Born the middle son of a farmer
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And a small town Southern man
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Like his daddy's daddy before him
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Brought up workin' on the land
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Fell in love with a small town woman
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And they married up and settled down
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Natural way of life if you're lucky
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For a small town Southern man
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First there came four pretty daughters
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For this small town Southern man
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Then a few years later came another
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A boy, he wasn't planned
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Seven people livin' all together
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In a house built with his own hands
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Little words with love and understandin'
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From a small town Southern man
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[Chorus:] HIS GREATEST CONRIBTUION IS THE ONES HE'LL LEAVE BEHIND....
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And he bowed his head to Jesus
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And he stood for Uncle Sam
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And he only loved one woman
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(He) was always proud of what he had
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He said his greatest contribution
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Is the ones HE'LL leave behind
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Raised on the ways and gentle kindness
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Of a small town Southern man
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(Raised on the ways and gentle kindness)
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(Of a small town Southern man)
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Callous hands told the story
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For this small town Southern man
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He gave it all to keep it all together
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And keep his family on his land
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Like his daddy, years wore out his body
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Made it hard just to walk and stand
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You can break the back
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But you can't break the spirit
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Of a small town Southern man
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[Repeat Chorus]
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Finally death came callin'
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For this small town Southern man
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He said it's alright 'cause I see angels
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And they got me by the hand
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Don't you cry, and don't you worry
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I'm blessed, and I know I am
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'Cause God has a place in Heaven
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For a small town Southern man
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[Repeat Chorus]
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Small Town Southern Man
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| Alan Jackson |
