Real men cry with their mothers, and laugh with the others
When all of the jokes are on them.
They're rough and they're tumble, but inside, they're humble.
When nobody's looking, they even get sad,

And they'd talk all night.
They made up a grave when thier puppy died.
And when you get past our egos,
there's a heart that wants to be just like...

Jesus. The man of all men.
The only One who makes hearts whole again.
And He could've backed down with those people around,
But He proved for the last time that real men die.

Well, you can black out your windows, or go where the wind blows,
But you'll answer to something someday.
Bob said it best when his slow train went west,
But dignity just doesn't pay.

We could talk all night.
and blow up mail boxes with dynamyte.
But when we can't impress comes the real test...
are we just like...

Jesus. The man of all men.
The only One who makes hearts whole again.
And He could've backed down with those people around,
But He proved for the last time that real men die.

We could talk all night.
and blow up mail boxes with dynamyte.
But when we can't impress comes the real test...
are we just like...

Jesus. The man of all men.
The only One who makes hearts whole again.
And He could've backed down with those people around,
But He proved for the last time that real men die.

Yea, He proved for the last time, that real men die.

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