He was named by my Grandma
She got it from the Bible
And he passed it on to me like my grandaddy’s rifle
Raised me up like sweet corn
Created a disciple
Yeah I fought it like hell, hell he became a rival
Yeah I tried to be different
Tried to go against the grain
Didn’t make no difference
I just ended up the same
I’ve never known better
‘Cause every bone’s tethered
You wanna change my name
Gotta drain my blood
God damn, I am my father’s søn
Yeah
Yeah I left town just to get out of his shadow
And he’d send me a twenty just to get back on the saddle
I put up a good fight but I didn’t win the battle
I guess the tree don’t grow very far from the apple
I’ve never known better
‘Cause every bone’s tethered
You wanna change my name
Gotta drain my blood
God damn, I am my father’s søn
I am my father’s søn
I wear his blue jean jacket & his name like a badge of honor
I used to hate being called Junior
But I don’t mind any longer
I’ve never known better, yeah
‘Cause every bone’s tethered
You wanna change my name
Gotta drain my blood
Everything I am’s everything he was
God damn, I am my father’s søn
I am my father’s søn
I am my father’s søn
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