The Man They Call Steve

Steve, the man they call Steve...

His was a job as dirty as they come
He fixed pipes and drains for his monthly income
A plumber's plumber and a good one was he
The fix-your-pipes man, the man they call Steve

But also a family he was makin',
My bro and me raised with much love,
Sometimes a hug, sometimes shakin',
But always done with the love
His back injury kept him from workin'
Along about age 23
But his sons he was there for
to love and to care for
They grew to fine men as you'll see

He loves to swap stories and jokes when he works
And has no qualms cold-cockin' any ol' jerk
Who threatens his kin, and you best believe
He's a man among men, the man they call Steve

He's also a good husband, takes care of his wife
And tells of his love every day
You bet in a minute he'd lay down his life
For them not to take her away
He's tough but he's fair to his buddies
They're all proud to call him friend
Just don't try to gyp him
Or you'll get a whippin'
And that will just be the end

He's wise in his ways, and good with his hands
He loves woodworkin' and paper with sand
Makes beautiful things for any to see
He's a wonderful man, the man they call Steve