A Man Without a Woman Songtext
von Trent Tomlinson

Twenty-five just yesterday
Partied too hard, slept too late
Poured water on the frosted flakes
′Cause the red cap milk's gone sour
With a pounding head he works all day long
When he gets off, he don′t go home
Puts on a little glove box cologne
And heads off to happy hour
And that's a man without a woman
Lonely and lost, no use at all, a boat without an ocean
Talk about somethin' that ain′t much good for nothin′
And that's a man without a woman
Wakes up and he′s 36
Got a house, two cars and kids
And the wife left town 'cause her mama′s sick
And she's left him in charge


Now it′s junk food lunch in a Walmart sack
They're late for school and their clothes don't match
The beds ain′t made and the kitchen′s trashed
And there's toys out in the yard
And that′s a man without a woman
Lonely and lost, no use at all, a boat without an ocean
Talk about somethin' that ain′t much good for nothin'
And that′s a man without a woman
Now he's 81 just sitting there
Next to an empty rocking chair
And it's been a year he′s been alone
Wonderin′ what the good Lord's waiting on
And that′s a man without a woman
Lonely and lost, no use at all, a boat without an ocean
Talk about somethin' that ain′t much good for nothin'
And that′s a man without a woman