Intro: verse 1 I guess I'll miss the man. Explain it if you can. His face was far from fine. But still I'll miss his face and wonder if he's missing mine. verse 2 Some days he wouldn't say a pleasant word all day. Some days he'd scowel and curse But there were other days when he was really even worse. Bridge Some men are heroes, some men outshine the sun. Some men are simple good men. This man wasn't one. verse 3 And I won't miss his moods, his gloomy solitudes, his blunt abrasive style. But please don't get me wrong, he was the best to come along, in a long, long while.