What it’s like to be a man

Born into this world with dust on my boots,

Raised in a place where the hard work roots.

Mornings come early, the nights are late,

In the quiet of dawn, I carry my weight.

Daddy taught me how to fix what’s broke,

Mama showed love in every word she spoke.

Learned to stand tall when the wind’s blowing hard,

Life’s a tough chore to bore, but I play every card.

That's what it's like to be a man,

Workin' these fields with calloused hands.

Shoulder the burden, do what you can,

Carry your heart in a farmer's tan.

Bills keep coming, but there's no time to rest,

Sweat and tears fall, but I give my best.

Findin' joy in the simple and the plain,

A good dog, a sunset, and a light rain.

Friends that'll stand by through thick and thin,

Where the road's rough, that’s where we begin.

Sacrifice time, sacrifice dreams,

It's the backbone of life, or so it seems.

That's what it's like to be a man,

Workin' these fields with calloused hands.

Shoulder the burden, do what you can,

Carry your heart in a farmer's tan.