I remember growing up Riding shotgun in my daddy's truck He let me take the wheel every now and then And I was learning, learning to be a man We'd drive down to the Wilson's pond Rods and reels, and a little George Jones He'd bait and cast, and let me pull them in And I was learning, learning to be a man It takes a man to teach a man And I thank the Lord for his guiding hand And I was learning, learning to be a man I left home when I was seventeen Headed up north to Tennessee He said, "Boy, you ain't nothing without a dream." And now I understand, I was learning to be a man It takes a man to teach a man And I thank the Lord for his guiding hand And I was learning, learning to be a man With every pa**ing day, I find a way but I still get lost Got to fix it when it's broken Or when it's time to fold But loving ain't ever wrong It takes a man to teach a man And I thank the Lord for his guiding hand And I was learning, learning to be a man Him and mom started falling apart She left him with a hole in his heart He said, "Son, someday you'll understand And you'll be learning, like I'm learning" Yes I'm learning, like he's learning, to be a man Yes I'm learning Yes I'm learning Learning, yes I'm learning Learning Sometimes It gets a little hard but I'm learning Yes I'm learning Learning