Papa was a big man
Born in the wetland
huntin' gators in the black bayou
Wasn't a braver man alive
he stood six-five
his shadow ecipsed the moon
I never saw him cry
'cept when mama died
the night I found him on his knees
Prayin' Lord up above
help me raise my son
since she's gone he has only me
and I said
Papa your a strong man
the devil picked the wrong man
you'll beat him black and bue
He said son understand
it ain't the size of the man
that determines what he can do
True strengths from within
son you can't always win
but in the long run
the strong ones do
But tough guys need Jesus too
Yeah - Tough guys need Jesus too
No papa's long gone
I've got a boy my own
he thinks I hung the moon
When he looks up at me
I believe I see
what I saw in my daddy too
So I teach him to pray
just the way
his grandpa taught me to do
and when he says
He said son understand
it ain't the size of the man
that determines what he can do
True strengths from within
son you can't always win
but in the long run
the strong ones do
But tough guys need Jesus too
Yeah - Tough guys need Jesus too
[Thanks to Art Lomax for lyrics]
Tough Guys Lyrics by Steve Zuwala
. Song rating: 4.5 [1 vote]
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