He was a good man

 I have walked through fire and rain

Carried more than my share of pain

I have fallen, I have risen slow

I have reaped the seeds that I did sow

I was not the best that walked this earth

But I fought to prove my living worth

Held my own through the darkest nights

Kept my candle burning, kept the light

When all is done and I face the fading sun

Do not weep for me, do not come undone

Just say a quiet prayer, let the stillness speak

He was a good man — not perfect, but a good man all the same

I loved the ones who needed loving most

Stayed when others faded like a ghost

I leave no throne, no fortune, and no fame

Just the quiet hope they'll speak well of my name

I do not ask for glory

I do not ask for more

Just leave me to the mercy

Of what I'm walking toward

When all is done

When all is done

May they say I tried

I hope you say I was

A good man