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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'd 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 quittin |
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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 wanna 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 callin' 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 ain'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 |
