Woah, Jocko, don't expect me To come out drinking, messing around. Spending my time with a bunch of crazy people. Yes, I been there before, I don't need to go back no more. I'm just a family man, like it or not, I am a family man. I'm a-holding onto what I've got. I'm a family man,, right by damn. Finally, find out what I am is a family man.
And don't expect me to hit the road At a moment's notice without my suitcase With some crazy bunch of strangers In some unknown car, Well, I'm just not willing to go that far.
The life I used to lead was a little too frantic. I guess I just got eyes to grow old and grey. And if what I have in mind isn't super romantic, I guess I always saw myself this way, I'm just a family man, like it or not, Said I'm a family man, holding onto what I've got, I'm a family man, right by damn, I finally, find out what I am is a family man.
Sears and Roebuck. Howard Johnson. Colonel Sanders. Station wagon. Briggs and Stratton. Second mortgage. If I can ever lose my blues. Walk on over and turn on the TV. What I'd like to do is Lie down on the sofa later on. I might walk my dog, baby. Bo Diddley's a family man.