Lyrics: Guy Clark. Dublin Blues. Hank Williams Said It Best.

One man?s hawk is another man?s dove, one man?s hug is another man?s shove
One man?s rock is another man?s sand, one man?s fist is another man?s hand
One man?s tool is another man?s toy, one man grief is another man?s joy
One man?s squawk is another man?s sing, one man?s crutch is another man?s wing

One man?s pride is another man?s humble, one man?s step is another man?s stumble
One man?s pleasure is another man?s pain, one man?s loss is another man?s gain
One man?s can is another man?s grail, one man?s curse is another man?s sail
One man?s right is another man?s wrong, one man?s curse is another man?s song

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For every father?s daughter
For every mother?s son
The only think the same
Is that is ain?t for everyone
Hank Williams said it best
He said it a long time ago
"Unless you have made no mistakes in your life
Be careful of stones that you throw"

One man?s deuce is another man?s ace, one man?s back is another man?s face
One man?s reason is another man?s rhyme, one man?s dollar is another man?s dime
One man?s tree is another man?s post, one man?s angel is another man?s ghost
One man?s rain is another man?s drought, one man?s hope is another man?s doubt

One man?s false is another man?s fair, one man?s toup is another man?s hair
One man?s hand is another man?s stub, one man?s feast is another man?s grub
One man?s dread is another man?s dream, one man?s sigh is another man?s scream
One man?s water is another man?s wine, one man?s daughter leave another man?s cryin?

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One man?s famine is another man?s feast, one man?s pet is another man?s beast
One man?s bat is another man?s ball, one man?s art is another man?s scrawl
One man?s friend is another man?s foe, one man?s Joesph is another man?s Joe
One man?s hammer is another man?s nail, one man?s freedom is another man?s jail

One man?s road is another man?s rut, one man?s if is another man?s but
One man?s treasure is another man?s trash, one man?s landin? is another man?s crash
One man?s word is another man?s lie, one man?s dirt is another man?s sky
One man?s skin is another man?s color, one man?s killer is another man?s brother

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