Enough to Make a Grown Man Cry

Cardboard curtains
Blanket on the floor
A little black and white, hot ball from the guy next door
A brand new mystery coffee
And one old lamb, she never like
It ain't much, but it's enough
Enough to make a grown man cry

It's enough to make you sit, and stare like a prisoner in a cell
Make every minute that you do, feel like a week in hell
It's enough to live on when you don't care if you die
It ain't much
But it's enough to make a grown man cry

I don't love the dukes
There's nothing here to steal
No crystal gold or silver
Just one old glass I can't keep filling
Couldn't build a decent fire
With what she's left behind
Oh, it ain't much, but it's enough
Enough to make a grown man cry

It's enough to make you sit, and stare like a prisoner in a cell
Make every minute that you do, feel like a week in hell
It's enough to live on when you don't care if you die
It ain't much
But it's enough to make a grown man cry

Woah, It's enough to live on when you don't care if you die
It ain't much
But it's enough to make a grown man cry



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Writer(s): Kerry Kurt Phillips, Andrew Richard Spooner, Howard Perdew
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