(larry boone/rick bowles)
I may never buy me a big house
a cadillac, cruising with the top down
that ain��t the way i am
I judge a man by the gold on the inside
i��m not fooled by the glitter on the outside
that ain��t the measure of a man
It ain��t how far you go
it ain��t how much you make
son, it��s what you give
not what you take
it��s being strong and true
to those counting on you
it��s lendin�� a hand, makin�� a stand
that��s the measure of a man
I give an honest day��s work for an honest day��s pay
i��ll stand behind every word i say
i��ll seal a deal with a shake of a hand
if i��m a few rungs short of the top of the ladder
when i meet my maker what will it matter
that ain��t the measure of a man
It ain��t how far you go
it ain��t how much you make
son, it��s what you give
not what you take
it��s being strong and true
to those counting on you
it��s lendin�� a hand, makin�� a stand
that��s the measure of a man
It��s lendin�� a hand, makin�� a stand
that��s the measure of a man
that��s the measure of a man