In the fights they had he'd cover up his ears
thought big boys don't cry, fight back all the tears
mamma'd use her makeup to hide the bruises on her face
in the morning they'd pretend that there'd never ever been a trace
his old man woke him up to help him find the car
take the bus uptown outside some run down bar
he swore that he was quitting, and then he'd start to cry
and though the boy knew the truth, sometimes he'd still believe that lie
The sins of the father are the sins of the son
all you do is crawl when you want to run
god gave boys their mammas
cause they always see their promise
and they help them understand
how to walk like man
walk like a man
They moved a lot of places, they never settled down
and it got pretty old being the new kid in town
he'd always tell his friends, "my daddy's sick today"
said he's be rich if he had a nickel everytime he heard his momma say:
The sins of the father are the sins of the son
crawl before you walk boy, walk before you run
come on stand up straight, i'm proud of you, take my hand.
i know you can
walk like a man
walk like a man
Your daddy's demons are callin' your name
don't you listen to you 'em cause they got no claim
temptaions may come that ain't no sin
you get stronger everytime that you don't give in.
The sins of the father are the sins of son
you can't undo what has been done
you'll have to retrace his footsteps through the sand
and pray you find the love of a girl
take her by the hand and walk on
walk like a man