(Larry Boone/Rick Bowles) I may never buy me a big house A Cadillac, cruising with the top down That ain¡¯t the way I am I judge a man by the gold on the inside I¡¯m not fooled by the glitter on the outside That ain¡¯t the measure of a man It ain¡¯t how far you go It ain¡¯t how much you make Son, it¡¯s what you give Not what you take It¡¯s being strong and true To those counting on you It¡¯s lendin¡¯ a hand, makin¡¯ a stand That¡¯s the measure of a man I give an honest day¡¯s work for an honest day¡¯s pay I¡¯ll stand behind every word I say I¡¯ll seal a deal with a shake of a hand If I¡¯m a few rungs short of the top of the ladder When I meet my maker what will it matter That ain¡¯t the measure of a man It ain¡¯t how far you go It ain¡¯t how much you make Son, it¡¯s what you give Not what you take It¡¯s being strong and true To those counting on you It¡¯s lendin¡¯ a hand, makin¡¯ a stand That¡¯s the measure of a man It¡¯s lendin¡¯ a hand, makin¡¯ a stand That¡¯s the measure of a man That¡¯s the measure of a man