The Wayside Lyrics

Would you call me a man?

Or would you call me a poor excuse?

I try to be a helping hand in always do

Anything that I can to be the man that the lord intends me to

But adding quickness to the sand is all I do

And I can hear them say...

You're falling by the wayside

Let him lead the way

You're falling by the wayside

But free to choose your fate

You're free to lose your way

I know what it means to stand

And try to walk in someone else's shoes

Until I can understand their greens and blues

But they don't seem to understand

The words said or the man they're talking to

I'm trading my walking shoes

For jeans and boots

And I can hear them say...

You're falling by the wayside

Let him lead the way

You're falling by the wayside

Free to choose your fate

You're free to lose your way