Trent Tomlinson - A man without a woman

Twenty-five just yesterday
Partied too hard, slept too late
Poured water on the frosted flakes
'Cause the red cap milk's gone sour

With a pounding head he works all day long
When he gets off, he don't go home
Puts on a little glove box cologne
And heads off to happy hour

And that's a man without a woman
Lonely and lost, no use at all, a boat without an ocean
Talk about somethin' that ain't much good for nothin'
And that's a man without a woman

Wakes up and he's 36
Got a house, two cars and kids
And the wife left town 'cause her mama's sick
And she's left him in charge

Now it's junk food lunch in a Walmart sack
They're late for school and their clothes don't match
The beds ain't made and the kitchen's trashed
And there's toys out in the yard

And that's a man without a woman
Lonely and lost, no use at all, a boat without an ocean
Talk about somethin' that ain't much good for nothin'
And that's a man without a woman

Now he's 81 just sitting there
Next to an empty rocking chair
And it's been a year he's been alone
Wonderin' what the good Lord's waiting on

And that's a man without a woman
Lonely and lost, no use at all, a boat without an ocean
Talk about somethin' that ain't much good for nothin'
And that's a man without a woman