I'll Make a Man of the Man Songtext
von Nancy Wilson

Yes, I′ll make a man of the man
Although he's no dream
I′ll make all I can of the man
Though foolish, foolish I'll seem


I'll teach him to reach for my hand
And to help with, help with my glove
I′ll teach him to sigh whenever I sigh
To laugh when I laugh, to cry when I cry
And maybe perhaps even to fall in love

And when he is all of the things
That I know he can be
Then maybe he′ll make a woman of me

This man that I've made
This man that I′ve made
Oh, he will have made a woman of me