Not Half a Gentleman
Country soul meets Latin acoustic spirit
Verse 1
I was raised to hold the door,
To give respect and ask for more,
Not more money, not more gold,
Just a heart that won't grow cold.
I don't know how to love halfway,
I believe in what I say,
I'll give you room to find your way,
And still be kind another day.
Chorus
I'm not half a gentleman,
I give the best I can,
I don't hold your wings down,
I want you to fly again.
I can love without controlling,
I can care without demanding,
That's the man I am,
Not half a gentleman.
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