[00:00.000] 作曲 : Stephen Bishop/Robin Lerner
[00:10.917]She was 3 years old when the postcard came
[00:16.536]With just a lipstick kiss and her mama's name
[00:22.055]'Cause Mama had to get away from the old humdrum
[00:27.791]Like mother, like daughter, like father, like son
[00:33.491]Now the apple don't fall far from the tree
[00:38.966]The little girl grew up, left her family
[00:44.713]With a map in her pocket and a stuck-out thumb
[00:50.215]Like mother, like daughter, like father, like son
[00:55.887]Whoa, whoa, what you gonna do?
[00:59.401]Some things never change
[01:02.298]Life don't always turn out like it should
[01:06.000]Nobody's to blame
[01:10.417]Like mother, like daughter, like father, like son
[01:15.628]Her daddy tried his best to raise his kids
[01:21.498]Worked himself to death like his father did
[01:26.886]Then his heart got broken and his dreams died young
[01:32.692]Like mother, like daughter, like father, like son
[01:38.407]Whoa, whoa, what you gonna do?
[01:41.785]When you're travelin' down that road
[01:44.803]And you hear those voices in your head
[01:48.258]The ones you left back home?
[01:52.774]And you try hard not to listen
[01:56.070]And you cry till your heart aches
[01:59.303]Make peace with the past
[02:03.181]Just walk away
[02:26.437]Now the milk of human kindness wasn't in his blood
[02:31.541]Still the son built himself a world that was made of love
[02:37.678]All he wanted was a chance to be someone
[02:43.062]Like mother, like daughter, like father, like son
[02:48.686]Like mother, like daughter, like father, like son
[02:54.312]Like mother, like daughter, like father, like son
[02:59.882](Like mother, like daughter, like father, like son)
[03:05.581](Like mother, like daughter, like father, like son)
[03:11.165](Like mother, like daughter, like father, like son)
[03:16.648]Like mother, like daughter, like father, like son

作曲 : Stephen Bishop/Robin Lerner
She was 3 years old when the postcard came
With just a lipstick kiss and her mama's name
'Cause Mama had to get away from the old humdrum
Like mother, like daughter, like father, like son
Now the apple don't fall far from the tree
The little girl grew up, left her family
With a map in her pocket and a stuck-out thumb
Like mother, like daughter, like father, like son
Whoa, whoa, what you gonna do?
Some things never change
Life don't always turn out like it should
Nobody's to blame
Like mother, like daughter, like father, like son
Her daddy tried his best to raise his kids
Worked himself to death like his father did
Then his heart got broken and his dreams died young
Like mother, like daughter, like father, like son
Whoa, whoa, what you gonna do?
When you're travelin' down that road
And you hear those voices in your head
The ones you left back home?
And you try hard not to listen
And you cry till your heart aches
Make peace with the past
Just walk away
Now the milk of human kindness wasn't in his blood
Still the son built himself a world that was made of love
All he wanted was a chance to be someone
Like mother, like daughter, like father, like son
Like mother, like daughter, like father, like son
Like mother, like daughter, like father, like son
(Like mother, like daughter, like father, like son)
(Like mother, like daughter, like father, like son)
(Like mother, like daughter, like father, like son)
Like mother, like daughter, like father, like son