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The Woman Makes The Man lyrics

Performers Lady ALady Antebellum

The Woman Makes The Man song lyrics by Lady Antebellum official

The Woman Makes The Man is a song in English

I'm all busted aces, empty pockets
An arrow shot straight through a locket
In this cheap hotel room, on this lonesome highway
Everything I own, in this tattered old suitcase
But you know, I haven't always been this way

(Chorus)
I used to be a hero, and a lover
She brought out the best in me
But now I'm just lonesome, with a broken heart
Not the man I used to be
It took losing her, for me, to finally understand
That the woman really makes the man

She was like an angel
Sweetest tooth little honey
Every move she made, was right on the money
But I took her for granted
Cause I thought I always hold her
And she bought into, everyone line that I sold her
Oh but I threw it all away
Oh why did I throw it all away

I used to be a hero, and a lover
She brought out the best in me
But now I'm just lonesome, with a broken heart
Not the man I used to be
It took losing her, for me, to finally understand
That the woman, really makes the man

Well this face staring back at me, in this mirror
Ain't the face I wanna see
Gotta figure out, how to get back
To who I used to be
Oh yeah, oh

I used to be a hero, and a lover
She brought out the best in me
But now I'm just lonesome, with a broken heart
Not the man I used to be
It took losing her, for me, to finally understand
That the woman really makes the man
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