I came home from college to see my old man

He was sittin' on the porch swing, with a book in his hand

He stared at my earring, and at my tattoo

He smiled and shook his head and said

It's good to see you

He chose his words carefully cause it was hard for me to come

And he knew I had ta temper and where I got it from

I waited for the sermon, the one I knew so well

But this time he wasn't preachin'

About heaven or hell

He said a real man knows the value of a woman.



A real man has got nothin to prove

He's strenthened by love

And the Lord up above

So do the best that you can

To be a real man.



Could it be that I saw just a glimpse of his soul

Or maybe losin' Mama had just taken it's toll

He gave me his Bible, stained with tears he had cried

And I opened up the cover

Where he wrote inside

And it said.



A real man has got nothin to prove

He's strenthened by love

And the Lord up above

So do the best that you can

To be a real man.



Do the best that you can

To be a real man...