A Mans Gotta Be (What He Was Born To Be)

Take a look at the folks you've knowed
Young or growed
Some keep trivin'
And some keep strivin' in vain
It's a matter of destiny
Who you'll be
The judge or the preacher
Or pitiful creature
They's hangin' from a tree.

Whoa, a man's gotta be
What he's born to be
So just sit back and wait
Be it soon or late
He'll be small or great
Yeah, a man's gotta be
What he's born to be
Just sit back and wait
Soon or late
Small or great
There ain't no fightin' fate.

Doesn't matter what you may try
By and by
Some get lucky
And some get stuck in the mud
That's the way the ol' world behaves
Why make waves?
Sooner or later
Just as a potater
We're planted in our graves.

Whoa, a man's gotta be
What he's born to be
So just sit back and wait
Be it soon or late
He'll be small or great
Yeah, a man's gotta be
What he's born to be
So just sit back and wait
Soon or late
Small or great
There ain't no fightin' fate.

Where's the future
In plans and schemes
When it seems
That ol' grim reaper
Will soon, be a-leapin' on you?
When it's over,
You'll know you're bound
To be found
Wearin' your Sunday clothes
Sleepin' in sweet repose
Six feet under ground.

Whoa, a man's gotta be
What he's born to be
So just sit back and wait
Be it soon or late
He'll be small or great
Yeah, a man's gotta be
What he's born to be
Just sit back and wait
Soon or late
Small or great
There ain't no fightin' fate
No, Sir, there ain't no fightin' fate.

Whoa, a man's gotta be
What he's born to be
So just sit back and wait
Be it soon or late
He'll be small or great
Yeah, a man's gotta be
What he's born to be
Just sit back and wait
Soon or late
Small or great
There ain't no fightin' fate
No, Sir, there ain't no fightin' fate!