How can a man feel anything
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When all he ever got was sympathy?
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Take both your hands and put them round my neck
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You're a fool for wanting everything
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It couldn't be much fun being a millionaire to one
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Cause a million's just a million of one thing
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Cutting to the chase, I suppose there'll be a day
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When all your tired hands will be put to shame
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I've got a restless old woman standing by my side
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She cannot wait for the finer things in life
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She waited all this time so I suppose she has the right
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But I drank away all the things I could provide
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All of that aside I never meant to make her cry
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But crying is just the baby inside
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The ones that mess around that tend to fuss and bring us down
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Tugging at your lips to make you frown
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So my grandson will be living with a chip on his shoulder
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And God don't listen to his prayers anymore
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I hope he understands when he's a little bit older
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That I always wished the best for him
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Sing a lullaby in the morning when I rise
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Sing it 'til I'm far away from here
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If this can be my chance to feel it once in my life
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Then sing it brother, cause I don't even care
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Song About A Man
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| Deer Tick |
