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letra de because you’re a man - howell dawdy

when i was a young man, my father he told me
“you gotta listen to your ma
’cause she knows what’s right, what’s good and what’s true
and how folks should get along
but that doesn’t mean you shouldn’t listen to me
when it comes to having fun”
he said “you’re old enough now, let’s go into town
grab our boys and a six pack of cold ones”

as we sat ’round that old oak table
telling stories and cracking wise
i looked over to my old man
and learned a lesson in being a guy
and in between a hand of gin
papa pulled out a small round tin
with grease for the can that he held in his hand
so he could choke it down into him
he said: “women need to bе women
oh, and men got to be a man
so opеn that jaw son, and lube up that cold one
and swallow that entire full beer can”

swallow that beer can
swallow that beer can

now it’s been a few years and quite a few beers
and i’ve got sons of my own
they’re too young to hork down even a red bull or a 6 oz
but one day when they get a little more grown
i’ll say, “do good in school and don’t be no fool
mind your ma and don’t expect nothing free
but come that old weekend, man’s gotta have his friends
and they gotta get a little crazy”

and i’ll take my boys into town
grab some stone cold aluminum 12 oz
a deck to play gin and that old rusty tin
with the grease that helps the cans go down
and when it comes time for them to consume
an entire can of ice cold brew
i hope they don’t choke, and i hope that their throats
let that whole beer can straight through
i’ll say, “women need to be women
oh, and men got to be a man
so open that mouth wide, and grease up that coors light
and swallow that entire full beer can
women need to be women
oh, and men got to be a man
so unhinge that jaw son, and lube up that cold one
and swallow that entire full beer can”

swallow that beer can
’cause you’re a man
’cause you’re a man

i just got a call on my cellular phone
from my ma, saying papa is gone
so i’m headed back home to bury the man
who taught me how to be good and grown
but before i go, i know what he’d want
i gotta round up all my crew
to choke down some brews, say “this one’s for you
and papa, i’m coming home soon”
but please, mister airport metal detector
i need you to understand
i don’t have a gun, or a bomb or a knife
i just swallowed half a dozen full beer cans
you see i’m a man
women need to be women
oh, and men got to be a man
so open that mouth wide, and grease up that coors light
and swallow that entire full beer can
women need to be women
oh, and men got to be a man
so unhinge that jaw son, and lube up that cold one
and swallow that entire full beer can

swallow that beer can
’cause you’re a man
’cause you’re a man

- howell dawdy

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