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It Took A Woman

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 26.06.2012

It took a bully riding my back to make me mad enough to fight
And a summer with my granddad to find out what hard work's like
It took that football coach in high school to make me tougher than the rest
That first beer with my daddy to put that first hair on my chest

It took a heart to heart with Jesus
To bring me to my knees
But it took a woman to make a man out of me

It took a pair of soft blue eyes
And a smile so sweet to make me reach up high and really dig down deep
She made me so much more than who I used to be
It took a woman to make a man out of me

It took the first year we were dating and hanging too much with the boys
For her to give an ultimatum for me to have to make a choice
It took that want add in the paper to sell that '68 Firebird
Buy that diamond ring I gave her and rent out that little church

It took the day my baby girl was born
To make a tear roll down my cheek
But it took a woman to make a man out of me

It took a pair of soft blue eyes
And a smile so sweet to make me reach up high and really dig down deep
She made me so much more than who I used to be
It took a woman to make a man out of me

She made me so much more than who I used to be
It took a woman, oh it took a woman to make a man out of me


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