He’s just a man 
and after 30 years 
I begin to understand 

when you were raised rod and not gentle hand 
a bull arises new and old fears 
He’s just a man 

To see a frightened son stand 
his faced dusted with tears 
not something one can aband 

So to the spark you take a fan 
To raise a voice that shakes the boy and steer
he’s just a man 

A threat of a blow that could land 
Leads to being frozen like a deer
he’s just a man 

You instill then your grit and sand 
with hopes he’ll learn how you are dear
he’s just a man
I begin to understand