Like a man's supposed to do 🫏🐇 ( cobblestone cut )

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(soft spoken intro)
This is a cover of a track by a friend of mine, you know him as Jackrabbit Slims.  Like a man's' supposed to do.

Verse 1
Twenty years deep on a two-lane life,
Coffee in the console, you my girl, my wife.
Worn-out denim, Sunday vows we kept,
Laughin’ at the small stuff, payin’ down the debt.
Then the light turned wrong at the edge of town,
I saw that other car and time slowed down.
Didn’t have a prayer or a second to choose,
Just reached across the seat like a Jack's supposed to do.

Pre-Chorus
Metal screamed, glass flew, the world went black—
When I came back to it, you were breathin’ back.
Sirens in the distance, a stranger callin’ my name…
And I’d trade it all again for that one same thing.

Chorus
’Cause I still got one good arm to love you with,
One good arm for a porch swing, one for a “don’t you quit.”
One for holdin’ on when the night turns cold,
One for keepin’ faith when I’m losin’ my own.
You can take what you want, you can run where you must,
But I still got one good arm… to love you with.

Verse 2
Rehab and relearnin’ every simple move,
Laughin’ when I’d fumble, cryin’ when I couldn’t.
You were my north star, steady in the storm,
Kissin’ my scarred shoulder, keepin’ me warm.
We’d watch that old western like we always did,
You’d quote that tough old line and grin like a kid.
Anytime you needed me—bad day, hard news—
You’d say, “Baby, big hug,” and I’d pull you close and tell you:

Chorus
Yeah, I still got one good arm to love you with,
One good arm for a slow dance, one for a Sunday kiss.
One for pullin’ you closer when your eyes get stormy,
One for sayin’ “we’re okay” when you don’t believe me.
You can take what you want, you can run where you must,
But I still got one good arm… to love you with.

Verse 3
Then it started subtle, like a change in the air—
Longer quiet mornings, faraway stare.
Books on the nightstand, candles by the sink,
Talkin’ ‘bout the universe like it could hear you think.
You said you felt a pull—desert, ocean, light—
Somethin’ you couldn’t name keepin’ you up at night.
I tried to be the steady, tried to not be afraid,
But I watched you pack a suitcase like you’d already prayed.

Pre-Chorus
You said, “I gotta find me… I don’t know what it means.
I love you, but I’m restless, and I can’t stay in-between.”
California in your voice like a song you had to sing—
You kissed my cheek real soft, and you disappeared.

Chorus
And I still got one good arm to love you with,
One good arm for forgivin’, one for holdin’ to this.
One for keepin’ your side of the bed turned down,
One for not sayin’ out loud I’m breakin’ right now.
You can take what you want, you can run where you must,
But I still got one good arm… to love you with.

Verse 4
Now the dog won’t leave the window when a car goes by,
And the cat won’t stop circlin’ where your sweater lies.
I talk to the hallway like it’s gonna talk back,
Set two coffee cups out, then I put one back.
Friends say, “Give her time,” like time’s a cure-all pill,
But every day gets quieter than the last one did.
I don’t know if you’re hidin’, if you’re healed, if you’re unwell—
Or if you found some peace and left the rest in this old hell.

Bridge
Months roll through like freight trains—loud and then they’re gone,
I don’t know if you’re findin’ you or leavin’ us behind.
And I hate myself for thinkin’ what I think some nights:
That a heart can be loyal… and still lock the door to survive.
If you come back broken, I’ll stitch you into my ribs,
But I’m scared to stay wide open and be left like this.

Final Chorus
Yeah, I still got one good arm to love you with,
But I’m learnin’ love ain’t just a grip—it’s a risk.
One good arm for forgiveness, one for lettin’ go,
One for prayin’ you’re safe wherever you roam.
If you ever turn around, I’ll be right where you left us—
With one good dog, one old cat… and one good arm to love you with.
One good arm… to love you with.

Outro (spoken/sung, optional)
If you’re out there chasin’ light… I hope it’s kind to you.
I’m still here… with one good arm… and a heart tryin’ to be, too.

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By the power of truth, I, while living, have conquered the universe © 2026 Mark Damon Bitkower. Lyrics & written content are original and owned by the author. All rights reserved. No reproduction, redistribution, or use without prior written permission. 🐰🌙𝕵𝖆𝖈𝖐𝕽𝖆𝖇𝖇𝖎𝖙 𝕾𝖑𝖎𝖒𝖘🌙🐰 (soft spoken intro) This is a cover of a track by a friend of mine, you know him as Jackrabbit Slims. Like a man's' supposed to do. Verse 1 Twenty years deep on a two-lane life, Coffee in the console, you my girl, my wife. Worn-out denim, Sunday vows we kept, Laughin’ at the small stuff, payin’ down the debt. Then the light turned wrong at the edge of town, I saw that other car and time slowed down. Didn’t have a prayer or a second to choose, Just reached across the seat like a Jack's supposed to do. Pre-Chorus Metal screamed, glass flew, the world went black— When I came back to it, you were breathin’ back. Sirens in the distance, a stranger callin’ my name… And I’d trade it all again for that one same thing. Chorus ’Cause I still got one good arm to love you with, One good arm for a porch swing, one for a “don’t you quit.” One for holdin’ on when the night turns cold, One for keepin’ faith when I’m losin’ my own. You can take what you want, you can run where you must, But I still got one good arm… to love you with. Verse 2 Rehab and relearnin’ every simple move, Laughin’ when I’d fumble, cryin’ when I couldn’t. You were my north star, steady in the storm, Kissin’ my scarred shoulder, keepin’ me warm. We’d watch that old western like we always did, You’d quote that tough old line and grin like a kid. Anytime you needed me—bad day, hard news— You’d say, “Baby, big hug,” and I’d pull you close and tell you: Chorus Yeah, I still got one good arm to love you with, One good arm for a slow dance, one for a Sunday kiss. One for pullin’ you closer when your eyes get stormy, One for sayin’ “we’re okay” when you don’t believe me. You can take what you want, you can run where you must, But I still got one good arm… to love you with. Verse 3 Then it started subtle, like a change in the air— Longer quiet mornings, faraway stare. Books on the nightstand, candles by the sink, Talkin’ ‘bout the universe like it could hear you think. You said you felt a pull—desert, ocean, light— Somethin’ you couldn’t name keepin’ you up at night. I tried to be the steady, tried to not be afraid, But I watched you pack a suitcase like you’d already prayed. Pre-Chorus You said, “I gotta find me… I don’t know what it means. I love you, but I’m restless, and I can’t stay in-between.” California in your voice like a song you had to sing— You kissed my cheek real soft, and you disappeared. Chorus And I still got one good arm to love you with, One good arm for forgivin’, one for holdin’ to this. One for keepin’ your side of the bed turned down, One for not sayin’ out loud I’m breakin’ right now. You can take what you want, you can run where you must, But I still got one good arm… to love you with. Verse 4 Now the dog won’t leave the window when a car goes by, And the cat won’t stop circlin’ where your sweater lies. I talk to the hallway like it’s gonna talk back, Set two coffee cups out, then I put one back. Friends say, “Give her time,” like time’s a cure-all pill, But every day gets quieter than the last one did. I don’t know if you’re hidin’, if you’re healed, if you’re unwell— Or if you found some peace and left the rest in this old hell. Bridge Months roll through like freight trains—loud and then they’re gone, I don’t know if you’re findin’ you or leavin’ us behind. And I hate myself for thinkin’ what I think some nights: That a heart can be loyal… and still lock the door to survive. If you come back broken, I’ll stitch you into my ribs, But I’m scared to stay wide open and be left like this. Final Chorus Yeah, I still got one good arm to love you with, But I’m learnin’ love ain’t just a grip—it’s a risk. One good arm for forgiveness, one for lettin’ go, One for prayin’ you’re safe wherever you roam. If you ever turn around, I’ll be right where you left us— With one good dog, one old cat… and one good arm to love you with. One good arm… to love you with. Outro (spoken/sung, optional) If you’re out there chasin’ light… I hope it’s kind to you. I’m still here… with one good arm… and a heart tryin’ to be, too.

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