A FATHER & A SON   Loudon Wainwright

style="COLOR: #000000; FONT-SIZE: 11px;">This is a song by Loudon Wainwright III. The chords are quite easy. The guitar is capoed at the 7th fret. This makes the
whole thing sound like a mandolin, so strum fast enough to keep the sound going. The chords are G D Emin Amin and then C. There is a little twiddly bit then to
go back to the G. This is a hammered on major scale walk. Its not too hard.

The only variation to this is on for example the bit "hate is a strong word, I want to back track" which is Amin and E min. 	Phil Lord, Edinburgh.


        When I was your age I was just like you,
        and just look at me now, I'm sure you do,
        but your grandfather was just as bad,
        and you should have heard him trash his dad
        life's no picnic, that's a given
        my mom's mom died when my mom was seven
        my mums father was a tragic guy,
        but he was so distant that no body knows why,
        now your mother's familly you know them,
        each and every one a gem, each and every one a gem.

        When I was your age, I was a mess
        On a bad day I still am I guess
        I think I know what you're going through
        Everything changes, but nothing is new
        I know that I'm miserable, can't you see
        I want you to be just like me
        Boys grow up to be grown men
        and then men change back into boys again
        You're starting up and I'm winding down
        ain't it big enough for us both in this town, 
        say it's big enough for us both in this town


        When I was your age I thought I hated my dad,
        and the feeling was a mutual one that we had,
        we fought each other day and night,
        I was always wrong and he was always right.
        But he had the power he needed to win
        His life half over, mine about to begin
        I don't know about that oedipal stuff,
        but when we were together it was always rough
        Hate is a strong word, I want to back track,
        the bigger the front, the bigger the back
        the bigger the front, the bigger the back

        Now you and me are me and you,
        and it's a different ball game though not brand new,
        I dont know what all this fighting is for,
        we're having us a teenage - middle age war,
        I don't want to die - you want to live
        it never really ends though each race is run,
        this thing between a father and a son,
        maybe its power, push and shove,
        maybe its hate, probably its love,
        maybe its hate, probably its lo