Besedila: Badlees. Ain't No Man.

Well, I ain't no man, no, I ain't no man
I can run and I can hide, fool the best of them
I can tell you a story, you'd believe again
But you'd see right through me 'cause I ain't no man

I left you home on a Sunday, carrying my pride
But the Lord, He only knows when a man must die
Don't you tire of my holding onto you, my friend
I'm only holding on to something 'cause I ain't no man

And I have tired of my youth, and I am tired of my mind
I have tried to think it through, tried a million times
Your generosity has shown me that my only plan
A setting sun without a morning 'cause I ain't no man

Well, I ain't no man, no, I ain't no man
Well, I can run and I can hide, fool the best of them
And I can tell you a story, you'd believe again

How many times do you have to show me that I ain't no man?
How many times do you have to show me that I ain't no man?
How many times do you have to show me that I ain't no man?