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