| I can chop wood from dusk till dawn
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| I can swing a hammer till the daylight’s gone
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| I can build a barn, I can make a home with these two hands
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| But if I didn’t have all your love, I’d be half a man.
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| I can fly a plane up in the big blue sky
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| Blaze a trail through the woods in my four-wheel drive
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| With a team of horses or an old John Deere, I can plough this land
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| But if I didn’t have all your love, I’d be half a man.
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| I can hang the stars, I can rope the moon
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| Walk across Texas in these cowboy boots
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| I can run a train till it runs out of track
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| With the weight of the world laid across my back
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| My life still wouldn’t be worth a damn
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| If I didn’t have all your love, I’d be half a man.
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| I can build a fire with nothin’but a stick
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| If I put my mind to it, there ain’t much I can’t fix
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| I can read an’count, I can figure things out if you give me a chance
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| But if I didn’t have all your love, I’d be half a man.
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| I can hang the stars, I can rope the moon
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| Walk across Texas in these cowboy boots
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| I can run a train till it runs out of track
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| With the weight of the world laid across my back
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| An’my life still wouldn’t be worth a damn.
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| If I didn’t have all your love, I’d be half a man.
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| Whoa, I can hang the stars, I can rope the moon
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| Walk across Texas in these cowboy boots
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| I can run a train till it runs out of track
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| With the weight of the world laid across my back.
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| (Across my back.)
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| But my life still wouldn’t be worth a damn
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| If I didn’t have all your love, I’d be half a man.
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| If I didn’t have all your love, I’d be half a man.
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| Ah ha.
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| Whoa, yeah.
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| Mmm, mm, mm… |