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