Handsome, no, my man ain't handsome
But there's a trace of a wondrous grace
In his weary face

Life has done its best to break him
But his strength and courage make him
Just the kind of man a woman needs

Tender, he ain't always tender
But in his eyes, something warm and wise
Lifts me to the skies

If his heart ain't always showing
It's [bad word] just to know him
He's the kind of man a woman needs

Sometimes he'll grow angry
At some foolish things I do

Than he'll forgive to spare me pain

Times he'll know I'm troubled
So he'll laugh to cheer me through
Till my heart is light as summer rain

Youthful, no, my man ain't youthful
That time's gone by but his head is high
And his dreams won't die

Though he's had his share of sorrow
He looks forward to tomorrow
He's the kind of man a woman needs
He's the kind of man a woman needs