Lyrics
Folded paper in my jacket Hands are cold and the room is loud I have known him twenty years Now I stand up in front of the crowd Say it plain, say it true Here's to him and here's to you Say it plain, say it slow Good men are the ones who stay He drove me home when I had nothing He stood beside me in the rain Now he has a ring and a reason I lift my glass and say his name Say it plain, say it true Here's to him and here's to you Say it plain, say it slow Good men are the ones who stay Glass up high, glass up high Here's to him, and here's to you Say it plain, say it true Here's to him and here's to you Say it plain, say it slow Good men are the ones who stay