We've all seen enough wrong and right To know everything's not black and white There's always something in between No matter how long or well you live You don't get anything you don't give Still no slate is clean
For better or worse, anybody can Take a look around and find a better man Upright no matter how he's faring No matter what kind of shoes he's wearing The shoes he's wearing They don't make the man
So many people out running around Handicapped before they hit the ground Thinking there's nowhere to go Shouldn't we all be looking for ways To keep on seeing our better days We're not chained to what we know
But if your eyes are open and your mind is free There's no tellin' what a man can be Upright no matter how you're faring No matter what kind of shoes you're wearing The shoes you're wearing They don't make the man
But if you can't walk through the best of times and the worst of times Find your feet still walking the line You'll never carry the load worth bearing No matter what kind of shoes you're wearing The shoes you're wearing They won't make the man The shoes you're wearing They won't make the man
Compositores: Clint Black (Black Clint Patrick), James Hayden Nicholas (Nicholas Hayden) ECAD: Obra #3089762