She says I'm just a chip off the old block

Well not exactly, but something like "blood can't deceive"

"You tease him now, but child you'd better refrain

Cause one day you'll awake and look in the mirror and say

'I'm just like him'" 



And I would deny it

I thought that I'd turn out to be a little different



Once in a while those words would come to haunt me

Comparing pictures of me now, to the ones of him back then

Right down to the wrinkles on my forehead

I know the way I walk and talk belongs to me

But they seem like his



And I can't deny it

I guess I'm just becoming more and more like my old man

But as you've made "like father like son"

Please don't leave out this one thing

The gift he had to meet someone as lovely as my mom



Some say I've got his sense of humor

Don't know if that's always a great thing

But it'll do if I could make her laugh

Sometimes I see his temper creeping up through me

Let me learn to keep the good and leave the bad to Your fixing



And I can't deny it

I guess I'm just becoming more and more like my old man

But as you've made "like father like son"

Please don't leave out this one thing

The gift he had to meet someone as lovely

The gift he had to meet someone as beautiful

The gift he had to meet someone as lovely as my mom