C       F       C
I am my fathers son
F                C            G
I've never known when to shut up
Am      G          F    C
I ain't fooling no one
F       G        C
I am my father's son

C            F      C
We don't see eye to eye
            F        C             G
I'll be the first to admit i never tried
Am          G                    F          C
'n' sure it hurts, but it should hurt sometime
F            G      C
We don't see eye to eye

C       F         C
I was a young man when
   F              C               G
I first found the pleasure in the feel of his sin
  Am     G             F              C    F
& i went down the same road as my old man
      G       C
I was younger then

Am              F          C               G
Now its three a.m. and i'm standing in the kitchen
Am         F            C
Holding my last cigarette
Am       F           C           G            F
Strike a match 'n' i see my reflection in the mirror in the hall
      G
And i say to myself

C           F      C
I've got my mama's eyes
    F         C             G
Her long thin frame 'n' her smile
Am          G              F     C
And i still see wrong from right
F               G      C
Cuz i've got my mama's eyes
    F           G      C
Yea i've got my mama's eyes