Lyrics:

I remember growing up
Riding shotgun in my daddy's truck
He let me take the wheel every now and then
And I was learning to be a man

We'd drive down to the Wilson's Pond
Rods and reels, and a little George Jones
He'd bait and cast, and let me pull them in
And I was learning
Learning to be a man

It takes a man to teach a man
And I thank the Lord for his guiding hand
And I'm learning
Learning to be a man

I left home when I was seventeen
Headed up north to Tennessee
He said, 'Boy, you ain't nothing without a dream'
Now I understand
I was learning to be a man

It takes a man to teach a man
And I thank the Lord for his guiding hand
And I'm learning
Learning to be a man

With every passing day, I find a way but I still get lost
Got to fix it when it's broken
Or when it's time to fold
But loving ain't ever wrong

It takes a man to teach a man
And I thank the Lord for his guiding hand
And I'm learning
Learning to be a man

Him and mom started falling apart
She left him with a hole in his heart
He said, 'Son, someday you'll understand
You'll be learning, like I'm learning'
Yes I'm learning, like he's learning, to be a man

Yeah
Yes I'm learning
Yes I'm learning
Learning
Yes, I'm learning
(Learning) Be, be, learn
(Learning) Learning, be, be, I'm telling you I'm learning
(Learning) Sometimes It gets a little hard but I'm learning (Oooh)
Man
Yes I'm learning
I keep on
(Learning)
(Learning, learning, learning, learning oh)
(Learning, learning, learning, learning oh)
(Learning)
(Learning)