I remember growing up
Riding shotgun in my daddy's truck
He let me take the wheel every now and then
And I was learning, learning to be a man
We'd drive down to the Wilson's pond
Rods and reels, and a little George Jones
He'd bait and cast, and let me pull them in
And I was learning, learning to be a man
It takes a man to teach a man
And I thank the Lord for his guiding hand
And I was learning, learning to be a man
I left home when I was seventeen
Headed up north to Tennessee
He said, "Boy, you ain't nothing without a dream."
And now I understand, I was learning to be a man
It takes a man to teach a man
And I thank the Lord for his guiding hand
And I was learning, learning to be a man
With every passing day, I find a way but I still get lost
Got to fix it when it's broken
Or when it's time to fold
But loving ain't ever wrong
It takes a man to teach a man
And I thank the Lord for his guiding hand
And I was learning, learning to be a man
Him and mom started falling apart
She left him with a hole in his heart
He said, "Son, someday you'll understand
And you'll be learning, like I'm learning"
Yes I'm learning, like he's learning, to be a man
