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作者：: sun kil moon

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上传时间：: 2017-01-02

　　I Love My Dad - Sun Kil Moon

　　When I was young my father taught me not to gloat.

　　If I came home too proud of myself

　　I get wrestled to the floor and choked.

　　But I forgive him for that.

　　He was an eighth grade drop out

　　and I was being a brat.

　　I forgive him, I do.

　　I know that he loves me

　　and he knows I love him too.

　　When I was young my father told me,

　　to each his own.

　　The lady said as she kissed the cow,

　　some like the fiddle,

　　some like the trombone

　　and I live by that rule.

　　Your trip is your trip

　　and my trip is my trip too. Yeah,

　　I'll mind my own business.

　　Oh, having no rules in my friend here have.

　　I love my dad.

　　Your kid goes to the private

　　Berkley school with one black kid.

　　My kid goes to the public school,

　　came home with cracked ribs.

　　And when my kid's eighteen

　　he'll be out there like

　　I was and probably chasing his dreams.

　　And when your kid's twenty-two,

　　he'll have an internship at a law firm

　　and hey that's okay too.

　　When I was five I came home from

　　kindergarten crying cause they

　　sat me next to an albino.

　　My dad said son everyone's different,

　　you gotta love em all equally.

　　And then my dad sat me down,

　　he said you gotta love all people,

　　pink, red, black, or brown.

　　And then just after dinner he played me

　　the album They Only Come Out At Night by Edgar Winter.

　　When I was young my dad

　　taught me the beauty of patience.

　　We'd go and hang with his friend

　　Billy Brislin all day in his Stubenville basement.

　　We'd watch wrestling matches on TV

　　and Billy couldn't move cause he was handicapped.

　　And I learned to shoot the shit,

　　and how to care for those in need

　　and to show respect.

　　When I was a kid my dad brought

　　home a guitar he got from Sears.

　　I took lessons from a neighbor lady

　　but it wasn't going anywhere.

　　He went and got me a good teacher

　　and in no time at all I was getting better.

　　I can play just fine.

　　I still practice a lot but not as much as Mills Climb.

　　When I was young my dad

　　told me to pay gossip no mind.

　　When people talk bad on you you gotta

　　flick it off your shoulder like a fly.

　　Learn to pick your punches, don't get no tussles,

　　dead in ditches. Life is short young man,

　　get out there and make the best of it while you can.

　　I ain't trying to say my dad

　　was some kind of a perfect saint.

　　When something set him off,

　　I hit the floor quicker than what

　　Mike Tyson did to Ricky Sveen.

　　I hit the floor so fast,

　　but that was so long ago

　　and we both moved past.

　　My life is pretty good, I owe it to him.

　　My dad did the best he could.

　　I love you dad