(smith)

well i ain´t no man, no i ain´t no man
i can run and i can hide, fool the best of them
i can tell you a story, you´d believe again
but you´d see right through me, cause i ain´t no man

i left you home on a sunday carrying my pride
but the lord he only knows when a man must die
don´t you tire of my holding onto you my friend
i´m only holding on to something ´cause i ain´t no man

and i have tired of my youth, and i am tired of my mind
i have tried to think it through, tried a million times
your generosity has shown me that my only plan
a setting sun without a morning, ´cause i ain´t no man

well i ain´t no man, no i ain´t no man
well, i can run and i can hide, fool the best of them
and i can tell you a story, you´d believe again
how many times do you have to show me
that i ain´t no man
how many times do you have to show me
that i ain´t no man
how many times do you have to show me
that i ain´t no man