Reba McEntire Follow

His early morning attitude
You have to drag him out of bed
Only frosted flakes will do
He gets that from me
Yeah he gets that from me
His curly hair and his nobby knees
The way the sun brings those freckles out
Talk and talk never miss a beat
Yeah he gets that from me
He gets that from me
He looks at me with those big brown eyes
He's got me in the palm of his hand
And I swear sometimes
It's just like your here again
He smiles that little crooked smile
There's no denying he's your child
Without him I don't know what I'd do
He gets that from you
Oh he gets that from you
He loves your old guitar
Yeah he's taught himself to play
He melts my heart
Tells me he loves me everyday
And cracks a joke at the prefect time
Makes me laugh when I wanna cry
That boy is everything to me
He gets that from you
He gets that from you
Last night I heard him pray
Lord,help me and Mommma make it through
And tell Daddy we'll be ok
He sure misses you
He really misses you
He gets that from me