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Grown Men Don't Cry - Graham Blvd.
I pulled into the shopping center
And saw a little boy
Wrapped around the legs of his mother
Like ice cream melting they embraced
Years of bad decisions runnin' down her face
All mornin' I'd been thinkin' my life's so hard
And they wore everything they own,
Livin' in a car
I wanted to tell him it would be ok
But I just got in my suburban and I drove away
I don't know why they say grown men don't cry
I don't know why they say grown men don't cry
Keep having this dream about my old man
I'm 10 years old, and he's holding my hand
We're talkin' on the front porch
Watchin' the sun go down
But it was just a dream
He was a slave to his job
And he couldn't be around
So many things I wanna say to him
But I just placed a rose on his grave,
And I talk to the wind
I don't know why they say grown men don't cry
I don't know why they say grown men don't cry,
Don't cry
I'm sittin' here with my kids and my wife
And everything that I hold dear in my life
We say grace and thank the Lord
Got so much to be thankful for
Then it's up the stairs and off to bed
And my little girl says
"I haven't had my story yet."
And everything weighin' on my mind
Disappears just like that
When she lifts her head off her pillow and says,
"I Love You Dad"
I don't know why they say grown men don't cry
I don't know why they say grown men don't cry
I don't know why they say grown men don't cry
I don't know why they say grown men don't cry,
Don't cry