Craig Morgan - Lotta man

^DHis life is that ^A7blue bike ^D7Ball glove and ^Gfishing pole ^DTree house, ^A7BB gun ^GBand-aid covered knees ^DHe does good de ^A7livering papers ^D7Cutting grass ^Gfor the neighbors Ex ^Dcept for widow Wilson ^A7He cuts hers for fr ^Gee His ^Bm7little ^Ghands Do a ^Dlot for a kid his ^A7sus4age ^A7

He puts one ^Gtenth of his hard-earned money In the offering plate each Sunday By his own ch ^Doice ^Em7There's a lotta ^Dman in that little boy

^DWeekdays, he tr ^A7ies to sleep late ^D7Weekends, he's ^Gup at daybreak ^DHim and Roy, ^A7wadin' in Cotton Cr ^Geek ^DThat dog was ^A7like his brother ^D7You see one, you ^Gsee the other ^DCut one, and ^A7both of them would bl ^Geed ^Bm7Tires scr ^Geam But that ^Dold truck couldn't ^A7sus4stop ^A7

There's the tr ^Gee that he buried him under He made a cross from scraps of lumber And on it, carved "God Bless Old ^DRoy" ^Em7There's a lotta ^Dman in that little boy

There's a ^Ghouse down where he goes fishing He told his mom those kids got nothing And I don't need all these ^Dtoys ^Em7There's a lotta ^Dman There's a lotta man There's a lotta man...in that little boy ^{D A G}