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Jack Ingram

When I was fifteen, I left home young
Tore up the tracks and then some
Me and my dad didn't see eye to eye
I never took to him, he never took the time
Bullet proof, more than tough
Smarter than he ever was

Well, I burned those wheels down the highway
And I learned what I learned the hard way
Do the best you can do, love many, trust few
Work hard for the money in your hands
That's the measure of a man
Yeah, the measure of a man

Anger burns, love cools it down
Pretty young woman turned my head around
The world through her eyes looked so different
She lives on faith, she looks for forgiveness
Fool proof, it ain't easy
I need her, she needs me

She stole my heart on this highway
She taught me to love through the hard days
Yeah, she's cool when I'm not; she's as steady as a rock
She's as solid as the ring on my hand
That's the measure of a man
Yeah, the measure of a man

Last night she handed me a son of my own
It killed me to do it, but I picked up the phone

Hey, Dad, I burned ten years down this highway
And I learned what I learned the hard way
Truth is, I need you; we'll cry if we need to
And I'll swallow my pride if you can
That's the measure of a man
Oh yeah, the measure of a man.

Written by FOSTER, RADNEY M. / SAMPSON, GORDON FRANCIS
Published by Universal Music Publishing Group, WINDSWEPT HOLDINGS LLC

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