Crosby, 1968

My haed is hanging heavy with the thoughts of him in mind

'Tis sacrilege for us to take advantage of the blind

So, tell, before you come to me from out of yonder skies

A man's a man who looks a man right between the eyes

And the pain we could bring to him

I don't think he could beat

Please don't ask me how I know

I've just been up that street

And all the people living there

Have been silenced by there own lies

A man's a man who looks a man

Right between hte eyes

And talking from experience

I know how he would feel

Waking up and finding out that his one love wasn't real

But the age of truth will soon appear, Aquarius arrives

A man's a man who looks a man

Right between the eyes