Well my father always meant the world to me
So I stood up,split his lip,and took his keys
Because the bottle was his mistress
and I came to understand
Oh,that sometimes you've gotta leave to be a man

So I took to sweeping floors and stacking wood
At the Union Valley Mill so my brother could
Live without the weight of wanting
Didn't mind these tired hands
'Cause I knew sometimes you gotta work to be a man

In that quaried stone
Every letter home
Another story,another lessen that he led
Standing here again
Reminds me who I am
In the quiet,I still hear the words he said

If it's easy,you know it ain't right
It ain't easy,but living worth the fight

I knew at 18 it was time to go to war
I was missing home when my feet hit the shore
Oh,but I'm not one for running
At the call of Uncle Sam
I knew sometimes you gotta fight to be a man

In that quaried stone
Every letter home
Another story,another lessen that he led
Standing here again
Reminds me who I am
In the quiet,I still hear the words he said

If it's easy,you know it ain't right
It ain't easy,but living worth the fight

Whahahome Whahahome
Awehome Awehome

Whahahome Whahahome
Awehome Awehome

In a brokendown car,with seven mouths to feed
There were winters there that pushed me to my knees
There were fathers who abandoned
Cowards who just ran
Oh,but sometimes you gotta stay to be a man