I cut up my credit cards And laid each of my bills out one by one Opened up my own account And ledgered what to keep and what was out 'Cause I am not my father's son I am not my father's son I put on my best of clothes And shaved my beard and threw out all my liquor Smoked my last and said goodbye To feeling like I'd always rather die 'Cause I am not my father's son I am not my father's son No I am not my father's son I am not my father's son I let the cat in the backdoor Poured some milk and sat it on the floor I stroked his neck and said a prayer Then I took it back and swore to pray no more 'Cause I am not my father's son I am not my father's son No I am not my father's son I am not my father's son