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I pulled into the shopping center
And saw a little boy wrapped around the legs of his mother
Like ice cream melting they embraced
Years of bad decisions runnin' down her face
All mornin' I'd been thinkin' my life's so hard
And they wore everything they own, livin' in a car
I wanted to tell him it would be ok
But I got just got in my suburban and I drove away

But I don't know why they say grown men don't cry
I don't know why they say grown men don't cry

Keep having this dream about my old man
I'm 10 years old, and he's holding my hand
We're talkin' on the front porch watchin' the sun go down
But it was just a dream he was a slave to his job and he couldn't be around
So many things I wanna say to him
But I just placed a rose on his grave, and I talk to the wind

But I don't know why they say grown men don't cry
I don't know why they say grown men don't cry, don't cry

I'm sittin' here with my kids and my wife
And everything that I hold dear in my life
We say grace and thank the Lord
Got so much to be thankful for
Then it's up the stairs and off to bed and my little girl says
"I haven't had my story yet."

And everything weighin' on my mind disappears just like that
When she lifts her head off her pillow and says,
"I Love You Dad"

I don't know why they say grown men don't cry
I don't know why they say grown men don't cry
And I don't know why they say grown men don't cry
I don't know why they say grown men don't cry, don't cry
I pulled into the shopping center   And saw a little boy wrapped around the legs of his mother   Like ice cream melting they embraced   Years of bad decisions runnin' down her face   All mornin' I'd been thinkin' my life's so hard   And they wore everything they own, livin' in a car   I wanted to tell him it would be ok   But I got just got in my suburban and I drove away     But I don't know why they say grown men don't cry   I don't know why they say grown men don't cry     Keep having this dream about my old man   I'm 10 years old, and he's holding my hand   We're talkin' on the front porch watchin' the sun go down   But it was just a dream he was a slave to his job and he couldn't be around   So many things I wanna say to him   But I just placed a rose on his grave, and I talk to the wind     But I don't know why they say grown men don't cry   I don't know why they say grown men don't cry, don't cry     I'm sittin' here with my kids and my wife   And everything that I hold dear in my life   We say grace and thank the Lord   Got so much to be thankful for   Then it's up the stairs and off to bed and my little girl says   "I haven't had my story yet."     And everything weighin' on my mind disappears just like that   When she lifts her head off her pillow and says,   "I Love You Dad"     I don't know why they say grown men don't cry   I don't know why they say grown men don't cry   And I don't know why they say grown men don't cry   I don't know why they say grown men don't cry, don't cry
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