Good Man

Stop and rest a while as the morning light arrives

You can sleep in late on the bed where the dreamer dives

Where the fire's low and the street doesn't make a sound

Stop and rest awhile

'Cause they can't keep a good man down

They can't keep a good man down

So you lost a year but you won't say where you been

Did you fill your days with the wrong kind of medicine?

Did you wave goodbye to the side streets of your hometown?

You can lose a year, but it can't keep a good man down

You can't keep a good man down

Tell me one night what your life was like

What your life was like

Tell me one night what your life was like

What your life was like

What your life was

And you worked there among the men

Who were lost in the shape they're in

And your mind soon became a forest of faceless things

In the din of a city dark

You were robbed in a downtown park

All them bells of Saint Joan of Arc began to ring

So your father ruled with a fist and a Bible black

And your mother would watch you bleed as she turned her back

But a photograph and her face turned your life around

They can beat you blind

But they can't keep a good man down

Tell me one night what your life was like

What your life was like

Tell me one night what your life was like

What your life was like

What your life was like