Would you call me a man
Or would you call me a poor excuse
I try to be a helping hand in always do
Anything that I can to be the man that the lord intends me to
But adding quickness to the sand is all I do
And I can hear them say
You're falling by the wayside
Let him lead the way
You're falling by the wayside
But free to choose your fate
I know what it means to stand
And try to walk in someone else's shoes
Until I can understand their greens and blues
But they don't seem to understand
The words said or the man they're talking to
So I'm trading my walking shoes
For jeans and boots
And I can hear them say
You're falling by the wayside
Let him lead the way
You're falling by the wayside
But free to choose your fate