Peter Bradley Adams - Good Man lyrics

The old house is falling down Every step I take makes a hollow sound Should I walk away, should I push on through. What in the world can a good man do. Laughing eyes with a touch of grey The record stopped when she looked my way, I could hear her heart from across the room. What in the world can a good man do. Yellow hair and almond skin She opened her arms and I fell right in and she gave me love like I never knew. What in the world can a good man do. Her hands are warm and her hands are strong, She holds me here like I belong But i know I can't love her like she wants me to. What in the world can a good man do. We meet up late at the old fairground And I've come here to let her down. I keep trying to leave but my feet won't move. What in the world can a good man do. I walk a mile cross the kitchen floor. I slip the key underneath door they will call me kind they will call me cruel What in the world can a good man do. What in the world can a good man do. A good man do.