Have you ever ridden horses through a rainstorm

Or a lion through a busy street bazaar?

There are many things I'd love to turn you on to

But I somehow feel they're safer where they are

Well, some people are inbound in infatuation

And some others spell depression as the law

Someone's mother didn't have no imagination

So we went and painted sinners on everyone's shore

'Cause he's a man I know

With no expressions, no, none at all

Yeah, he's a man I know

With no expressions, no, none at all

But you'd never, no, you would never see this man laughing

Come to think of it, I've never seen him cry

But you might by sitting quietly hear him singing

But by and by you'd stop and sigh

His voice would freeze and it begins to please

And you're thinking goodbye

'Cause he's a man that I know

With no expressions, no, he got none at all

Yeah, he's a man I know

With no expressions, no, he got none at all

Oh, have you ever ridden horses through a rainstorm

Or led a lion through a busy street bazaar?

There are many things that I would love to stop and turn you on to

But you know that there's some that

Sure ain't found where that you are

'Cause oh, he's a man I know

With no expressions, no, he got none at all

Yeah, he's a man I know

With no expressions, no, none at all

Got none at all

Whoa, none at all