About This Track
"I Love My Dad" is a track by Sun Kil Moon, from the album Benji, released 2014. Full lyrics are available below.
Lyrics
[Verse 1] When I was young, my father taught me Not to gloat If I came home too proud of myself I'd get wrestled to the floor and choked But I forgive him for that He was an eighth grade dropout 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 I'll have an O'Douls and my friend here will have a Guinness [Chorus] I love my dad (I love my dad) I love my dad (I love my dad) I love my dad (I love my dad) I love my dad [Verse 2] Your kid goes to the private Berkeley school With one Black kid My kid goes to the public school Came home with a cracked rib And when my kid's eighteen He'll be out there like I was, 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, you know" 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 [Verse 3] 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 Steubenville 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 Nels Cline [Guitar Solo] [Verse 4] 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 or dead-end 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 Spain I hit the floor so fast But that was so long ago, and we both moved past it My life is pretty good I owe it to him, my dad did the best he could [Chorus] I love you dad I love you dad I love you dad I love you dad
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