For the Love of Men Lyrics

Daddy told you you were useless

Dumber than a barrel of hair

Said you'd never come to nothin'

And you'd never go nowhere

Oh, but Daddy watched the Oilers

Every Sunday afternoon

So you learned to throw a spiral

Like a rocket to the moon

And you started as a sophomore

You played every Friday night

Me and Mama went and cheered you on

Daddy cheered his Lone Star Light

And sometimes you'd come home tired

And you'd sleep the whole next day

And sometimes you'd wear a funny look

That wouldn't go away

Oh, for the love of men

Oh, for the love of men

Then you won the 3-A title

And a scholarship to Rice

I saw you on the jumbotron

And Daddy said

"That's nice"

Thirty thousand people watched you

As your helmet hit the ground

And the roaring crowd went silent

And the trainers gathered 'round

Now you work for Hardin County

But you're not so good with names

And your wife, she says, it's better

If you just don't watch the games

Oh, for the love of men