Don't Need a Damn Holiday

Now I don’t use the ‘L’ word,
‘cause my old man never did.
And I ain’t much for huggin’
since I didn’t as a kid.

And hell no I don’t cry none –
that just idn’t for real men.
Don’t talk about my feelin’s much
‘cept for now and then.

Can’t say I’ve ever 'cuddled',
and don’t think I’d care to.
I don’t give out no compliments,
and don’t need none from you.

But you know where my heart’s at
when you look me in the eye.
To the only woman who’s seen my soul:
I’m yours until I die.