The Good Son Songtext / Lyric

You know he'll take you

But not too far

Always first in line

But second to none

The good son



The good son



He loves a good tune so whistle one he knows

He looks to you to see things right



So take this ring and pass it on

There's always stories riddled with lies

You know the questions are best put aside

Listen to him

Listen closely now here he comes



It's a shameful way to behave

It'll hurt if he gets his own way






You know he'll take you

But not too far

Always first in line

Second to none

Listen closely now

Listen closely now

Here he comes

The good son



He tells himself

It's too far to come

To redefine his aspirations to be

The good son

The good son

The good son



"Don't try to make sense of it" she said

"It's all that you can do to balance up the books

For him and you"



And though he's nothing in particular

But he's game for a fight

He muscles his way in and stays for life



And all the world has come undone

And every family should have one

A good son