I am my father's son I've never known when to shut up I ain't fooling 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 It sure hurts me, it should hurt sometime We don't see eye to eye I was a young man when I went down the same road as my old man I was younger then Now it's three am 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