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Gregory Porter - Real Good Hands Lyrics

Mama don't you worry bout your daughter
'cause you're leaving her in real good hands,
I'm a real good man.
Now the picture of this man is slowly coming into view.

Papa don't you fret and don't forget
that one day you was in my shoes,
Somehow you paid your dues.
Now you're the picture of a man that I someday want to be.

I know it's hard, watching the changes in our lives,
But I want to make your daughter my wife.

Mama don't you worry bout your daughter
'cause you're leaving her in real good hands,
I'm a real good man.
Now the picture of this man is slowly coming into view.

Papa don't you fret and don't forget
that one day you was in my shoes,
Somehow you paid your dues.
Now you're the picture of the man that I someday want to be.
I know it's hard, watching the changes in our lives,
But I want to make your daughter my wife.

Oh, mama don't you worry bout your daughter
'cause you're leaving her in real good hands,
I'm a real good man.
Now the picture of this love is slowly coming into view.

Papa don't you fret and don't forget
that one day you was in my shoes,
Somehow you paid your dues.
Now you're the picture of a man that I someday want to be.

And the picture of this man is surely coming into view.
And the picture of my wife is slowly coming into view.
And the picture of this love is surely coming into view.

Yeah, the picture of this love is surely coming into view.

And I'm sure enough, I'm sure that's exactly what I wanna do.
The picture of this man is surely coming into view