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A GOOD MAN
I go to work each day just like a good man I come home every night just like a good man I don't want to play around don't like smoke or drink but still I've found my heart beats without a sound it's not what I planned I just want to understand why I'm so alone when I am a good man and I listen to a song and hear myself singing help me if you can I'm feeling down and I do appreciate your being 'round help me get my feet back on the ground won't you please... please... help a good man I'm just a little child inside don't want fear or pain but still I see so much fear and pain in me it's not how I mean to be I do everything I can to be a good man I just want to share as I grow to shine like a star and still I know I'm just one small part of the show but before this life is done I just want to love someone and give all I am I am a good man A Good Man Ric Candor ©1999 MAIN GATE FRONT DOOR WRITTEN GARDENS FAREWELL EMAIL
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