Craig Morgan - Lotta Man (In That Little Boy) Lyrics

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His life is that blue bike ball glove an' fishin' pole

Tree-house baby gun and band aid covered knees

He does good deliverin' papers an' cuttin' grass for the neighbors

Except for widow wilson he cuts hers for free

His little hands do a lot for a kid his age

He puts one-tenth of his hard earned money

In the orphan plate each sunday by his own choice

There's a lotta man in that little boy

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Weekdays he tries to sleep late weekends he's up at daybreak

Him an' roy wadin' in cotton creek

That dog was like his brother you'd seen one you'd see the other

Cut one an' both of them would bleed

Tires screamed but that ol' truck couldn't stop

There's the tree that he buried him under

He made a cross from scraps of lumber an' on a card "god bless ol' roy"

There's a lotta man in that little boy

There's a house down where he goes fishin'

He told his mom "those kids got nothin' and i don't need all these toys"

There's a lotta man in that little boy

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