| When I was seventeen
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| I asked my daddy
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| What does it take to be a man
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| He said sit down son
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| Let’s have a little talk
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| I’ll try and make you understand
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| Then he said years won’t do it, tears won’t do it
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| And sittin down to drink a thousand beers won’t do it
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| Tattoos won’t do it, and booze won’t do it
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| And puttin little lifts in your shoes won’t do it
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| I’m gonna tell you the thing that can
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| He said you get a good woman and she’ll make you a man
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| He said only, a good woman can
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| That’s the only thing, that’s gonna make you a man
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| He said a scar won’t do it fast cars won’t do it
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| And kickin someone’s ass in a bar won’t do it
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| You ain’t gonna do it as an army private or
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| A captain or lieutenant, no just won’t buy it
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| Listen son you’d better get yourself a plan
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| He said you get a good woman and she’ll make you a man
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| He said only, a good woman can
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| That’s the only thing, that’s gonna make you a man
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| Now I was runnin around all through my twenties
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| Just to prove I had the stuff
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| Then one day I met this brown eyed girl
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| She said to me boy you ain’t so tough
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| She said that walk won’t do it, talk won’t do it
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| And struttin in here like a chicken hawk won’t do it
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| Or bein a sexist, or drivin that Lexus
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| Or tellin people you were born and raised in Texas
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| Come over here boy if you think you can
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| She said you get a good woman and she’ll make you a man
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| She said only, a good woman can
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| That’s the only thing, that’s gonna make you a man
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| My daddy died when I was thirty one
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| And that brown eyed girl gave me a brown eyed son
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| And when he comes to me wonderin how you do it
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| I’ll say now sit down son cause I’ve been through it
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| Drugs won’t do it, and hugs won’t do it
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| And hangin on the corner with the thugs won’t do it
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| The preacher won’t do it and the teacher won’t do it
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| And stayin up to watch the creature feature won’t do it
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| Boy just look at your momma and you’ll understand
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| You get a good woman and she’ll make you a man
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| Son only, a good woman can
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| That’s the only thing, that’s gonna make you a man
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| Eatin snakes won’t do it, Body By Jake won’t do it
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| And puttin a lot of birthday candles on your birthday cake won’t do it
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| Wearin cowboy boots won’t do it, Armani suits won’t do it
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| Sittin there puffin on that Cuban cheroot won’t do it
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| Bein rich won’t do it, bein poor won’t do it
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| Playin this song on the radioooo… might do it
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| Actually, that might do it |