I DON'T KNOW HOW HE DID THE THINGS THAT HE DID
HE COULD FIX ANYTHNG WITH A HANDFUL OF TOOLS
NEVER MISSED A BILL AND RAISED FIVE KIDS
I USED TO RIDE ALONG ON JOBS I LEARNED LOTS OF THINGS
ABOUT ROOFS THAT LEAKED TO KITCHEN SINKS AND EVERYTHING IN BETWEEN
HE WAS A FRIEND HE WAS A FATHER
JUST AN ORDINARY MAN
BUT I SWEAR HE COULD WORK MIRACLES WITH THOSE TWO CALLOUSED
HANDS
HE NEVER MADE A LOT OF MONEY BUT WE THOUGHT WE HAD A LOT
AND MAN HE TRIED TO CHANGE THE WORLD IN THAT RED PICK UP TRUCK
AND THAT OLD TOOLBOX
HE NEVER PASSED UP A CHANCE TO HELP A NEIGHBOR OUT
HE WOULD WORK ON THEIR CARS OR CUT THEIR GRASS
EVEN SPREAD THE WORD TO THOSE IN DOUBT
HE WAS ON CALL DAY OR NIGHT IT WAS LIKE HE NEVER STOPPED
HE KEPT WRENCHES PLIERS, OLD SCREWDRIVERS AND A BIBLE IN THAT BOX
HE WAS A FRIEND HE WAS A FATHER
JUST AN ORDINARY MAN
BUT I SWEAR HE COULD WORK MIRACLES WITH THOSE TWO CALLOUSED
HANDS
HE NEVER MADE A LOT OF MONEY BUT WE THOUGHT WE HAD A LOT
AND MAN HE TRIED TO CHANGE THE WORLD IN THAT RED PICK UP TRUCK
AND THAT OLD TOOLBOX
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I DON'T KNOW HOW HE DID THE THINGS THAT HE DID
HE COULD FIX ANYTHNG WITH A HANDFUL OF TOOLS
NEVER MISSED A BILL AND RAISED FIVE KIDS
I USED TO RIDE ALONG ON JOBS I LEARNED LOTS OF THINGS
ABOUT ROOFS THAT LEAKED TO KITCHEN SINKS AND EVERYTHING IN BETWEEN
HE WAS A FRIEND HE WAS A FATHER
JUST AN ORDINARY MAN
BUT I SWEAR HE COULD WORK MIRACLES WITH THOSE TWO CALLOUSED
HANDS
HE NEVER MADE A LOT OF MONEY BUT WE THOUGHT WE HAD A LOT
AND MAN HE TRIED TO CHANGE THE WORLD IN THAT RED PICK UP TRUCK
AND THAT OLD TOOLBOX
HE NEVER PASSED UP A CHANCE TO HELP A NEIGHBOR OUT
HE WOULD WORK ON THEIR CARS OR CUT THEIR GRASS
EVEN SPREAD THE WORD TO THOSE IN DOUBT
HE WAS ON CALL DAY OR NIGHT IT WAS LIKE HE NEVER STOPPED
HE KEPT WRENCHES PLIERS, OLD SCREWDRIVERS AND A BIBLE IN THAT BOX
HE WAS A FRIEND HE WAS A FATHER
JUST AN ORDINARY MAN
BUT I SWEAR HE COULD WORK MIRACLES WITH THOSE TWO CALLOUSED
HANDS
HE NEVER MADE A LOT OF MONEY BUT WE THOUGHT WE HAD A LOT
AND MAN HE TRIED TO CHANGE THE WORLD IN THAT RED PICK UP TRUCK
AND THAT OLD TOOLBOX
HE COULD FIX ANYTHNG WITH A HANDFUL OF TOOLS
NEVER MISSED A BILL AND RAISED FIVE KIDS
I USED TO RIDE ALONG ON JOBS I LEARNED LOTS OF THINGS
ABOUT ROOFS THAT LEAKED TO KITCHEN SINKS AND EVERYTHING IN BETWEEN
HE WAS A FRIEND HE WAS A FATHER
JUST AN ORDINARY MAN
BUT I SWEAR HE COULD WORK MIRACLES WITH THOSE TWO CALLOUSED
HANDS
HE NEVER MADE A LOT OF MONEY BUT WE THOUGHT WE HAD A LOT
AND MAN HE TRIED TO CHANGE THE WORLD IN THAT RED PICK UP TRUCK
AND THAT OLD TOOLBOX
HE NEVER PASSED UP A CHANCE TO HELP A NEIGHBOR OUT
HE WOULD WORK ON THEIR CARS OR CUT THEIR GRASS
EVEN SPREAD THE WORD TO THOSE IN DOUBT
HE WAS ON CALL DAY OR NIGHT IT WAS LIKE HE NEVER STOPPED
HE KEPT WRENCHES PLIERS, OLD SCREWDRIVERS AND A BIBLE IN THAT BOX
HE WAS A FRIEND HE WAS A FATHER
JUST AN ORDINARY MAN
BUT I SWEAR HE COULD WORK MIRACLES WITH THOSE TWO CALLOUSED
HANDS
HE NEVER MADE A LOT OF MONEY BUT WE THOUGHT WE HAD A LOT
AND MAN HE TRIED TO CHANGE THE WORLD IN THAT RED PICK UP TRUCK
AND THAT OLD TOOLBOX
Writer: Frank Myers, Anthony Smith
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Copyright: Lyrics © Anthem Entertainment