FATHER
AND SON
JAMES
TAYLOR
SONGWRITER: JAMES TAYLOR
COUNTRY: U. S. A.
ALBUM: FATHER AND SON
LABEL: FABRI EDITORI
GENRE: FOLK ROCK
YEAR: 1994
James Vernon Taylor(born March 12, 1948) is
an American singer-songwriter and guitarist. A six-time Grammy Award winner,
he was inducted into the Rock and Roll
Hall of Fame in 2000. He is one of the best-selling
music artists of all time, having sold more than
100 million records worldwide.
Taylor achieved his breakthrough in 1970 with
the No. 3 single "Fire and Rain"
and had his first Nº. 1
hit in 1971 with his recording of "You've Got a
Friend", written by Carole King in the
same year. His 1976 Greatest Hits album was certified Diamond and has sold 12 million US copies. Following his 1977 album JT, he has
retained a large audience over the decades. Every album that he released from 1977 to 2007 sold over
1 million copies. He enjoyed a resurgence in chart performance
during the late 1990s and 2000s, when he recorded some of his most-awarded work
(including Hourglass,
October Road,
and Covers).
He achieved his first number-one album in the US in 2015 with
his recording Before This World.
Taylor is known for his covers, such as
"How
Sweet It Is (To Be Loved by You)"
and "Handy Man",
as well as originals such as "Sweet Baby
James". He played the leading role in Monte Hellman's 1971
film Two-Lane Blacktop.
Like father, like son
Like father, like son
Like father, like son
Don't come on so c*cksure boy, you can't escape your genes
No point in feeling purer boy, your background intervenes
Listen good and listen straight, you're not the master of your fate
To this you must be reconciled, you'll always be your father's child
At times acclaimed, at times reviled
You wind up doing just what I've done
Like father, like son
Like father, like son
Don't assume your vices get handed down the line
That a parent's blood suffices to condemn the child's design
I've done wrong, I can't deny, but at least I know that I
Shouldn't blame that on my stock, this may come as quite a shock
But I'm no chip off any block, I wouldn't wish those words on anyone
Like father, like son
Like father, like son
Son, you're nervous, take my hand
All is settled, all is planned
You've got the world at your command
I don't think you understand
Just have the slave if you must, and be done with her
Don't ever speak of her like that again
I appreciate too well, the squalor at which you excel
It isn't very hard to tell, evil's a distinctive smell
From this day on I choose my own way
If I choose to be with Aida, then I will be
And no one, not you, not even the gods can stop me
He's lost all sense of reason, and why some foreign sl*t
Not only is that treason, some doors are slamming shut
Just like me, he's found that flesh can excite but will it mesh
Watch me rid him of this blight, once the harlot's out of sight
Then I think he will see the light
He won't walk back to daddy, he will run
Like father, like son
Like father, like son
Like father, like son
Like father, like son.
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