收聽Rick Springfield的Like Father, Like Son歌詞歌曲

Like Father, Like Son

Rick Springfield1983年4月1日

Like Father, Like Son 歌詞

Like Father, Like Son - Rick Springfield

Written by:Rick Springfield

He was raised in the English way

His daddy taught him respect

He taught him how to pray

 

They sent him off to boarding school

 

Where he learned how to live

By someone else's rule

 

And he went to confession

 

He went to confession

 

Holy father wash my sins away

 

He went to confession

 

He went to confession

 

Mother Mary take the pain away

 

He read letters from home

At night in his bed

 

And got this uneasy feeling

When his father said

 

Fear of God and the feel of the rod

Will raise a good boy

 

The fear of God and the feel of the rod

Will raise a good boy

 

He bought his daddy's car

 

And he learned to drive

 

And when he left school

He got a nine to five

 

He met the girl and he got his spouse

 

And they had the child and

They got the house

 

And he went to confession

 

He went to confession

 

Holy father wash my sins away

 

He went to confession

 

He went to confession

 

Mother Mary take the pain away

 

He loved his son

And he helped him build walls and fronts

 

He knew he'd heard it before

Someone had said it once

 

Fear of God and the feel of the rod

 

Will raise a good boy

 

The fear of God and the feel of the rod

Will raise a good boy

 

He raised his son in the English way

 

And he taught him respect

He taught him how to pray

 

He sent him off to boarding school

 

Where he learned how to live

By someone else's rules

 

And he went to confession

 

He went to confession

 

Holy father wash my sins away

 

He went to confession

 

He went to confession

 

Mother Mary take the pain away

 

It must be something much deeper

Than fear or pain

 

Another child learns a pattern

He won't break the chain

 

Fear of God and the feel of the rod

Will raise a good boy

 

The fear of God and the feel of the rod

 

Will raise a good boy

 

The fear of God and the feel of the rod

 

Will raise the next boy