3rd Generation-Sam Duckworth

3rd Generation - Sam Duckworth Written by：Sam Duckworth He lands half alive from you dad when you are nine Sneaking around yeah you both got it down It all change when he left you alone you were scared Still a child your the man of your house You forgot how to dream by the age of sixteen You were bored out of your mind in school half it's time Of the worst of the page always sing rearrange And routine choose it long given up Oh where much different you and I Only sometimes where million miles A part why you choose is hard wide into you So you inform mine You left home and came back as you job market crashed Back in with your mom at age tweenty one Save your cash for a flat seen a dog seen a cat Still a child your the man of your house Twenty six your a dad as your son 'cross your hound Your aware from the start to protect him from harm From the world is the chance till they rest to the past Of my son it won't happen to you Oh where not much different you and I Only sometimes where a million miles A part why you choose is hard wide into you So you inform mine And you sense be a brave boy Be fears of mine be fears of yours He gets inspired in an open door And take all your chances And you'll always have a folks of book To know is notice is yours A chance of his joints and the pain I felt When obligue to you 'Cause you face that where in the time that you scared Is the one you adore from the moment you were born It's a journey we take 'coz our instincts takes shape Your a child your a man your a child