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loudon wainwright iii - a father and a son كلمات الأغنية

when i was your age i was just like you,
and just look at me now; i’m sure you do.
but your grandfather was just as bad
and you should have heard him trash his dad.
life’s no picnic, that’s a given:
my mom’s mom died when my mom was seven;
my mom’s father was a tragic guy,
but he was so distant and n-body knows why.
now, your mother’s family, you know them:
each and every one a gem,
each and every one a gem.

when i was your age i was a mess;
on a bad day i still am, i guess.
i think i know what you’re going through;
everything changes but nothing is new.
and i know that i’m miserable; can’t you see?
i just want you to be just like me.
boys grow up to be grown men
and then men change back into boys again.
you’re starting up and i’m winding down;
ain’t it big enough for us both in this town?
say it’s big enough for us both in this town.

when i was your age i thought i hated my dad
and that the feeling was a mutual one that we had;
we fought each other day and night:
i was always wrong; he was always right.
but he had the power and he needed to win;
his life half over, mine about to begin.
i’m not sure about that oedipal stuff,
but when we were together it was always rough.
hate is a strong word; i want to back-track;
the bigger the front, then the bigger the back;
the bigger the front, then the bigger the back.

now you and me are me and you,
and it’s a different ballgame though not brand-new.
i don’t know what all of this fighting is for;
but we’re having us a teenage/middle-age war.
i don’t want to die and you want to live;
it takes a little bit of take and a whole lot of give.
it never really ends though each race is run,
this thing between a father and a son.
maybe it’s power and push and shove,
maybe it’s hate but probably it’s love,
maybe it’s hate but probably it’s love.

- loudon wainwright iii

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