He was gone two years, two years
That I thought it would never end
Now P.F.C. Williams is just plain Old Jimmy again

But it doesn't make faces to cheer up
The children the way that he used to before
And it doesn't feed pigeons or sing in the shower
And I hear his laugh anymore
His face has grown old and his eyes have grown cold
And they tell you of where he has been
Crongratulations, you sure made a man out of him

And I know he won't finish that treehouse that he's started
A month before he went away
And although he takes me to church every Sunday
He sits there but doesn't pray
He keeps things in sight like they've got something to hide
I admit it, you did it, you win
Congratulations, you sure made a man out of him