Why has time been given to us?
Say things we don't understand,
Words like daggers stab our heart, boys
Gotta be the better man,
People they can break your heart, boys
Like the ragged coyote can
Guns and songs, they can not save us,
Gotta be the better man.
The world sure can be a ugly place, can't it?
All day long people lookin' to tear you down, hit you while you're hurting.
Grind your good name and record breaking accomplishments right into the dirt.
You'd be surprised at where it comes from too,
Maybe even from a friend or some you thought old be some day a friend if not for their own weird hang ups
It's hard
But when those coyotes are gnashing into your back side
When you feel those dirty yellow teeth sinking in
Don't you lay down, boys
You stand tall, and shine like the beacon of hope and forgiveness you are
You gotta work to be the one who's better than
You gotta be the better man.
Words like daggers stab our heart, boys
Gotta be the better man.