I'm a total stranger to a three piece suit
I'm more kin to jeans and boots
I'm a hard days work to an aching back
I'm a promise to a callous to both these hands
I wear a lot of hats
I'm a walk in the park to an irish setter
A stamp of approval writing mama a letter
Weekend coach from my quarterback chair
My faith hangs on this cross I wear
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I'm a lot of things to a lot of things
Not always a winner, a loser I ain't
I'm a full time sinner, a part saint
And I ain't afraid of fear, if it makes me a better man
God knows who I am
I'm a husband, a brother, a father, a son
A slap on the back, a handshake a hug
I'm a safe place to land when she needs a shoulder
And I'm all arms when she wants me to hold her
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I try to start and end everyday
Making a little time to pray
One on one with the man
Cause from my knees I know where I stand
And I thank God
God knows who I am
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