Jimmie Van Zant Come On Man
The dust had barely settled,
He had the taste of metal and gunpowder in his mouth,
He rolled over to his buddy,
Both of them were bloody,
But from the looks of things they’d both make it out,
Grabbed him by the shoulder, said I guess we’ll live to fight another day again,
Come on man….
Sometimes this life ain’t easy,
Sometimes life ain’t fair,
More than once it felt like you didn’t have a prayer,
And that’s when you wanna ask the lord to help you understand,
And say Come on man
Pulled a 20 from his pocket,
Said don’t worry I got it, as that barkeep poured another round,
He’d been laid off since last Christmas, said man if I don’t get this,
Job then my last choice is going down,
Standing in the that welfare line, if my dad were still alive,
He’d say…. Son you still got those 2 hands,
Come on man….
Sometimes this life ain’t easy,
Sometimes life ain’t fair,
More than once it felt like you didn’t have a prayer,
And that’s when you wanna ask the lord to help you understand,
And say Come on man
When I finally cross over, walk through those fields of clover,
That’s when I hope I’ll hear him say,
I never said it’d be easy,
Never said it’d be fair,
But every time you hit your knees I heard your every prayer,
Now it’s all behind you, son your in the promise land,
Welcome home, Come on man….
