I am my father's son
I've never known when to shut up
I ain't foolin' no one
I am my father's son
We don't see eye to eye
And I'll be the first to admit I've never tried
Sure it hurts me, it should hurt sometimes
We don't see eye to eye
I was a young man when
I first found my pleasure in the feel of a sin
And I went down the same road as my old man
But I was younger then
Now it's 3 a.m. and I'm standing in the kitchen
Holding my last cigarette
Strike a match and 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 and her smile
And I still see wrong from right
'Cause I've got my mama's eyes
Yeah, I've got my mama's eyes
