Jake Isaac - GOOD MAN

Rasta a mad boy
Born on an island

Four other siblings
Part of a wind rush
Move to a England

He never knew sterling
Trouble from early
Grown in a London

One bigger brother
One brother younger
Two other sisters

Just how the story there begins
Not how the story always ends
He grew and he grew and he grew and found his way up
He walked through hell, but he never gave up

They call him a good man
They call him a good man
They call him a good man

Years of mourning
Losing a mother
Hate of a father
Found by a calling
Heart got a healing
Found by a lover

She was a lady
Caught in a moment
Lost to another
He was a good man
Found by a woman
Meant for each other

Just how the story there begins
Not how the story always ends
He grew and he grew and he grew and found his way up
He walked through hell, but he never gave up

They call him a good man
They call him a good man
They call him a good man

In a world where war begins
And where some money buys you friends
Every now and every then
Through the good and bad life makes a boy, a good man

They call him a good man
They call him a good man
They call him a good man

Just how the story there begins
Not how the story always ends
He grew and he grew and he grew and found his way up
He walked through hell, but he never gave up

They call him a good man
They call him a good man
They call him a good man

They call him a good man
They call him a good man
They call him a good man