My Father's Son Lyrics

"The moon ain’t made of cheese", you’d say,

"so find your own truths along the way",

but Santa Claus in his magic sleigh

had to be you in the rain that day.



And the Super Heroes on TV,

Saturdays we’d pretend to be,

you’d say, "Boys, well it seems to me,

you’re the best heroes this world will ever see.

You’re the best heroes this world will ever see."



And after all’s been said and done

and my battles for independence won,

I’m proud to say that I’m my father’s son.



After all’s been said and done

and my battles for independence won,

hear me you old sly son-of-a-gun.

I’m proud to say that I’m my father’s son.



A fool thinks he ain’t bought and sold

‘cause every man sells a bit of his soul

to bring his family home some gold

before he knows he’s gotten old.



Your boys are not baseball stars.

You never got that fleet of fancy cars.

And Momma left you for the distant stars

but you never showed your battle scars.

You never did like to show your battle scars.



And after all’s been said and done

and my battles for independence won,

I’m proud to say that I’m my father’s son.



After all’s been said and done

and my battles for independence won,

hear me you old sly son-of-a-gun.

I’m proud to say that I’m my father’s son.



You made mistakes but you made ‘em well.

You got up each time you fell.

You paid your price and you lived some hell,

but didn’t it make for tales to tell?



We learned to laugh, we learned to bend.

We learned the lessons never end.

And I’m the luckiest fool who’s been

to be your son and to get to call you friend,

to get to be your son and to call you my best friend.



And after all’s been said and done

and my battles for independence won,

I’m proud to say that I’m my father’s son.



After all’s been said and done

and my battles for independence won,

hear me you old sly son-of-a-gun.

I’m proud to say that I’m my father’s son.