I am my fathers 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 I'll be the first to admit i never tried 'n' sure it hurts, but it should hurt sometime We don't see eye to eye I was a young man when I first found the pleasure in the feel of his sin & i went down the same road as my old man I was younger then Now its three a.m. and i'm standing in the kitchen Holding my last cigarette Strike a match 'n' 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 'n' her smile And i still see wrong from right Cuz i've got my mama's eyes Yea i've got my mama's eyes