I Guess I'll Miss the Man

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 Some days, he wouldn't say A pleasant word all day Some days, he'd scowl and curse But there were other days When he was really Even worse Some men are heroes Some men outshine the sun Some men are simple, good men This man Wasn't one 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