Son Of A
I called him everything under the sun
Kinda under my breath and when I was done
Slammed my bedroom door
Did some stompin' around on my bedroom floor
Dad walked in, no knock, no grace
Said if you think I walked in like I own this place
Boy, it's 'cause I do
And I've got some things I wanna call you too
You're a son of a momma
You're a son of a dad
Who will never stop loving you and being there
And giving you everything they have
Someday, you're gonna get it boy, you'll admit it, boy
Just like I did with my old man
You're a son of a momma, a son of a dad who give a damn
He took the keys to my new-used car
Pulled the "long as you're living under my roof" card
I always hated what he called tough love
But now I thank the good Lord above
I'm a son of a momma
A son of a dad
Who will never stop loving me and being there
And giving me everything they have
Let me tell you that I get it now, I'll admit it now
Why I am the man I am
I'm the son of a momma, a son of a dad who give a damn
These days keeping it together for forever is a dying breed
Now I know why my broken home buddies call me
A lucky S.O.B.
I'm a son of a momma
A son of a dad
Who will never stop loving me and being there
And giving me everything they have
Let me tell you that I get it now, I'll admit it now
Why I am the way I am
I'm the son of a momma, a son of a dad who give a damn (son of a, son of a)
Yeah, I'm a son of a momma, a son of a dad who give a damn
Kinda under my breath and when I was done
Slammed my bedroom door
Did some stompin' around on my bedroom floor
Dad walked in, no knock, no grace
Said if you think I walked in like I own this place
Boy, it's 'cause I do
And I've got some things I wanna call you too
You're a son of a momma
You're a son of a dad
Who will never stop loving you and being there
And giving you everything they have
Someday, you're gonna get it boy, you'll admit it, boy
Just like I did with my old man
You're a son of a momma, a son of a dad who give a damn
He took the keys to my new-used car
Pulled the "long as you're living under my roof" card
I always hated what he called tough love
But now I thank the good Lord above
I'm a son of a momma
A son of a dad
Who will never stop loving me and being there
And giving me everything they have
Let me tell you that I get it now, I'll admit it now
Why I am the man I am
I'm the son of a momma, a son of a dad who give a damn
These days keeping it together for forever is a dying breed
Now I know why my broken home buddies call me
A lucky S.O.B.
I'm a son of a momma
A son of a dad
Who will never stop loving me and being there
And giving me everything they have
Let me tell you that I get it now, I'll admit it now
Why I am the way I am
I'm the son of a momma, a son of a dad who give a damn (son of a, son of a)
Yeah, I'm a son of a momma, a son of a dad who give a damn
Credits
Writer(s): Casey Beathard, Philip Eugene O'donnell, Dillon Carmichael
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