Capo 5th fret

Standard (EADGBE)

I am my fathers son

never knowing when to shut up

I ain't fooling no one

I am my father's son

We don't see eye to eye

 I'll be the first to admit I never tried

'n' sure it hurts, but it should hurt sometime

we don't see eye to eye

I was a young man when

 I first found the pleasure in the feel of his hand

I went down the same road as my old man

 I was younger then

now its three a.m. and I'm standing in the kitchen

holding my last cigarette

strike a match 'n' I see my reflection in the mirror in the hall

 and I say to myself

I've got my mama's eyes

 her long thin frame 'n' her smile

and I still see wrong from right

cuz I've got my mama's eyes

 yea I've got my mama's eyes