He Gets That From Me - Reba McEntire

His early mornin’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 knobby 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 hands

And I swear sometimes

It’s just like you’re 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

How he loves your old guitar

Yeah, he's taught himself to play

He melts my heart

Tells me he loves me every day

And cracks jokes at the perfect time

Makes me laugh when I want to 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 mama make it through

And tell daddy we’ll be okay

He said he sure misses you

He sure misses you

He really misses you

He gets that from me