Children played and men were men
When a mom stayed home it wasn't sin
We worked through things that were difficult
If you failed at something it was your own damn fault
We didn't back down, we were full of salt
A tough man knew to endure offense
And rise above without getting tense
People then had more sense
It was no ones business how you voted
Kept your word and stayed devoted
Didn't need criticism candy coated
No one hid behind computer screens
We spoke direct without fake ID's
Unashamed, no image preened
I'm proud to be a man from then
When I mess things up I make amends
When it comes to love, I don't pretend
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