Great Big Man - Don McLean

Rust on your fingers, you got trouble at your feet

Keep the home fires burning, but look out for the heat

'cause there’s a man at the window who knows just what you think

And there’s a water boy behind you who won’t give you a drink

Well it’s a hard, hard time, no easy road in sight

It takes a great big man to win a great big fight

When it comes to dying, no matter what you tell

They’ll let you into a heaven 'cause you lived your life in hell

Well they’ve got no way to reward you but to let those breezes blow

And you’ve got nothing left to do but to let your anger show

'Cause it’s a hard, hard time, no easy road in sight

It takes a great big man to win a great big fight

Think about your baby, think about your wife

Think about your banker who’s trying to take your life

Think about this planet that’s rolling through the night

Oh can you turn your back on such a great big fight?

You got the muscle, big man, you got the power

But you’re getting weaker with each passing hour

Just like a flame in the rain, like a light in the night

Well if it’s you that must stay, well then it’s you that must fight!

'Cause it’s a hard, hard time, your future’s not bright

It takes a great big man to win a great big

Great big man to win a great big fight