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Tytuł: Like father like son

  • Wykonawca: Rick Springfield
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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