Just a Man
It was January on the island
In a Carolina blue Ford truck
Whenever we'd see a Christmas tree
We'd pull on over and pick it up
And bring it back home
And put it in a pile
Well some might say that he's a pyro
He's a hippie, he's a communist too
Well I swear my dad is a good Christian man
He just did what he had to do
What he had to do
He's just a man in the garden
A flaming torch in his hand
He's just a man
He's just a man
Now Jesus walked on the water
And Moses parted the Red Sea
Well I once saw my dear dad, Clyde
Ignite one hundred christmas trees
Now smoke was rising higher
Flaming embers raining down
There was Clyde on the roof
With a garden hose and I can
Hear that siren sound
Siren sound
He's Just a man, now I see him
Took me so many years to understand
he's just a man
He's just a man
Just a man, now I see him
Took me so many years to understand
just a man
Just a man
He's just a man, now I see him
A flaming torch in his hand
he's just a man
Just a man
It was January on the island
In a Carolina blue Ford truck
Whenever we'd see a Christmas tree we'd
Pull on over and pick it up
And bring it back home
In a Carolina blue Ford truck
Whenever we'd see a Christmas tree
We'd pull on over and pick it up
And bring it back home
And put it in a pile
Well some might say that he's a pyro
He's a hippie, he's a communist too
Well I swear my dad is a good Christian man
He just did what he had to do
What he had to do
He's just a man in the garden
A flaming torch in his hand
He's just a man
He's just a man
Now Jesus walked on the water
And Moses parted the Red Sea
Well I once saw my dear dad, Clyde
Ignite one hundred christmas trees
Now smoke was rising higher
Flaming embers raining down
There was Clyde on the roof
With a garden hose and I can
Hear that siren sound
Siren sound
He's Just a man, now I see him
Took me so many years to understand
he's just a man
He's just a man
Just a man, now I see him
Took me so many years to understand
just a man
Just a man
He's just a man, now I see him
A flaming torch in his hand
he's just a man
Just a man
It was January on the island
In a Carolina blue Ford truck
Whenever we'd see a Christmas tree we'd
Pull on over and pick it up
And bring it back home
Credits
Writer(s): Joel Timmons, Shelby Means
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