Get Right With The Man

Van Zant · Other Songs - Van Zant

Well, Granddaddy was a hillbilly, scholar blue collar of a man

He came from the school where you didn't need nothing

If you could make it with your own two hands

He was backwoods, backwards, used words like, 'No sir, yes ma'am'

By God be darned, hell yeah, I'm American



And all the years he walked this Earth, I swear all he did was work

He said, "The Devil dreams on an idle horse so you listen to me squirt

Don't get too high on the bottle and get right with the man

Fight your fights, find the grace in all the things that you can't change

And help somebody, if you can"



Now, Granny said, "Son, I'd stick to your gun" and said

"If you believe in something no matter what

'Cause it's better to be hated for who you are

Than be loved for who you're not"



She was 5 feet of concrete

New York born and raised on the slick city street

She'd cold stare you down

Stand her ground, still kickin' and screamin' at 93



I remember just how frail she looked in that hospital bed

Taking her last few breaths of life, smilin' as she said

"Don't get too high on the bottle, just a little sip every now and then

Fight your fights, find the grace, in all the things that you can't change

And help somebody if you can and get right with the man"



"I never let a cowboy make the coffee"

Yeah, that's what granny always said to my Granddad

And he'd say, "Never tell a joke that ain't that funny more than once

And if you wanna hear God laugh, tell him your plans"



"Don't get too high on the bottle, get right with the man, son

Fight your fights, find the grace in all the things that you can't change

And help somebody if you can and get right with the man"