All A Man Needs Lyrics

Sometimes all a man needs is tobacco
And a room where he can swear
About all the ways of the world
And politics blowing smoke up in the air
Sometimes all he needs is an hour in his truck
With the radio turned down
And a big ole winding nothing out the windshield
Might turn it all around

And he ain't trying to be no outlaw its the way he was made
Just a good dose of testosterone up in his DNA
And he's a soldier in a battle he's a ball game in a chair
Sometimes all a man needs is tobacco
And a room where he can swear

Sometimes all a man needs is a bible
And a preacher by his side
Who won't judge him for the evil things he's done about 2,000 times
Sometimes all a man needs is a friend
That ain't gonna blow smoke up his ass
And he'll let him know that he's got is the best he'll ever have

And he ain't trying to be no outlaw its the way he was made
Just a good dose of testosterone up in his DNA
And he's a soldier in a battle he's a ball game in a chair
Sometimes all a man needs is tobacco
And a room where he can swear

And he might go off the deep end hell I'll say let him go
Make a camp fire in the woods
Or ride a harley down the road
Man we all just get so pent up
We're forgetting who we are
Till we lay down on our backs
All night staring at the stars

Girl I ain't trying be no outlaw its the way I was made
Just a good dose of testosterone up in my DNS
And I'm a soldier in a battle
I'm a ball game in my chair
Sometimes all a man need is tobacco
And a room where he can swear
And room where I can swear
A room where I can swear
A room where I can swear