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G G
[Verse 1]
GI hated when dad picked up his briefcase
C G'Cause that meant that he was leavin'
G/F# Em DBut I loved the sound that his keychain made
C GWhen he got home in the evenin'
GI was always sad, mom was always mad
C GMost nights he showed up late
G/F# Em DSet his briefcase down like it didn't weigh a pound
C GNo, I never understood... the weight
GBut momma always left him a plate
[Verse 2]
GEighteen, said I'ma be anythin'
C GBut just like my old man
G/F# Em DSellin' houses to all those families
C GWhile his family sat at home missin' him
GGot sick of playin' ball gamеs watchin'
C GAll the other dads watch their kids
G/F# Em D C GSo I pickеd up a guitar case 'cause it wasn't square like his
[Chorus]
CNow, I sound like him, and I look like him
DAnd I walk like him, and I talk like him
GAnd I try to make my wife laugh
G/F# EmWhen she's mad 'cause I love my job like him
CNow, I get it dad, it's a jugglin' act
D EmBetween feedin' the kids and feedin' the dreams we chase
C D GI guess a guitar doesn't fall too far from a briefcase
[Verse 3]
GWell, momma cleaned, and daddy worked
C GAnd I learned to play the guitar
G/F# Em D C GOn McGregor Court, that's how we coped with all our broken hearts
GI know I held it against him
C GThrowin' that baseball 'gainst his steps
G/F# Em DBut daddy never held it against me
C G'Cause I wasn't a father yet, not yet
[Chorus]
CNow, I sound like him, and I look like him
DAnd I walk like him, and I talk like him
GAnd I try to make my kids laugh
G/F# EmWhen they're sad and it's all my fault, like him
CNow, I get it dad, it's a jugglin' act
D EmBetween feedin' the kids and feedin' the dreams we chase
C D GI guess a guitar doesn't fall too far from a briefcase
[Bridge]
Em CIt's a blessing and a curse in this case I carry 'round
G D
Every time I pick it up, my kids say, "Daddy put it down"
Em CAnd I see me in them, and I feel him in me
G DLike the cats in the cradle and the apples in the trees
C D And I just smile when somebody says
[Chorus]
CThat I sound like him, and I look like him
DAnd I walk like him, and I talk like him
G G/F# EmAnd I run to the father when I ain't nothin' at all like him
CYeah, I get it dad, it's a jugglin' act
D EmBetween feedin' the kids and feedin' the dreams we chase
C D G C GI guess a guitar doesn't fall too far from the briefcase
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