Luyện nghe bài hát Poor Fool

I am my son
I've never known to shut up
I ain't no one
I am my son

We see eye to eye
And I'll be the first to admit never tried
It sure hurts me, it hurt sometime
We see eye to eye

I was a young man
I went down the road as my old man
I was then

Now it's three am and I'm standing in the
Holding my cigarette
a match and I see my reflection
In the in the hall

And I say to myself, I've got my eyes
Her thin frame and her smile
And I see wrong from right
I've got my mama's eyes
Yeah, I've got my eyes