Real Man

Tom : D
D
I came home from college to see my old man
D
He was sitting on the porch swing a book in his hand
D
He stared at my earring and at my tattoo
D Em
Smiled, shook his head, said It's good to see you.
D A
He chose his words carefully For it was hard for me to come
Em D
And he knew I had a temper and where I got it from
D A
I waited for the sermon. The one I knew so well
Em D
But this time he wasn't preaching about heaven or hell He said
CHORUS:
G D A D
A real man knows the value of a woman
G D A Em
A real man's got nothing to prove (man's - contraction for man has)
G D A G
He's strengthen by love and the Lord up a-bove
D A G D
To do the best you can To be a real man
D A
Could it be that I saw just a glimpse of his soul
G A
Or maybe losing momma had just taken it's toll
D A
He gave me his bible, stained with tears he had cried
G D
I open up the cover where he wrote inside And it said,
Go to chorus, to ending
ENDING:
D A G D
To do the best you can to be a real man