| In the fights they had he’d cover up his ears
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| Thought big boys don’t cry, fought back all the tears
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| Mama had use her make-up, to hide the bruises on his face
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| In the morning they’d pretend that there’d never ever been a trace
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| His old man woke him up to help him find the car
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| Take the bus uptown outside some rundown bar
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| And swore that he was quitting
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| And then he’d start to cry
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| And though the boy knew the truth
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| Sometimes he’d still believe that lie
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| When the sins of the father are the sins of the son
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| All you do is crawl when you want to run
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| And God gave boys their mamas cause
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| They always see their promise
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| And they help them understand
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| How to walk like a man
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| Walk like a man
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| They moved a lot of places, they never settled down
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| It got pretty old being the new kid in town
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| He always told his friends, my daddy’s sick today
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| Said he’d be rich if he had a nickel every time he heard his mama say
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| The sins of the father are the sins of the son
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| Crawl before you walk, boy
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| Walk before you run
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| Come on, stand up straight, I’m proud of you
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| Take my hand
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| I know you can
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| Walk like a man
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| Walk like a man
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| Your daddy’s demons are calling your name
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| Don’t you listen to them cause they’ve got no claim
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| Temptations may come, that isn’t no sin
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| You get stronger every time that you don’t give in
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| The sins of the father are the sins of the son
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| You can’t undo what has been done
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| You’ll have to retrace his footsteps
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| Through the sand
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| And pray you find the love of a girl
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| And take her by the hand
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| And walk on
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| Walk like a man |