Son

Em   G  A      Em   G  A
Oh    I   feel,  sympathy

A                                  
Be grateful my son for what you get
F#


Em   G  A   Em   G  A
Expression and passion

A                                  
Ten days for watching the sunset
F#


       G               A      C  
When I was your age amusement we 
                   B
made for ourselves


Verse 2 (same as verse 1)


Interlude

E F#m7    E   E7               
I on--------ly feel what 
        A
touches me

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A     E     A    E             
And feel in    touching I can 
        A
see

    A       A7        F#
A better state to be in

E      F#m7    E    E7         
Who has        the right to 
              A
question what I might do

A     E                          
   In feeling I should touch the 
            A
real

        A       A7        F#
And only things I feel



Verse 3 (same as other verses)


Lyrics:

Oh, I feel sympathy.  Be grateful my
 son for what you get.
Expression and passion.  Ten days 
for watching the sunset;
when I was your age amusement we 
made for ourselves.
''Permission to breathe sir,'' don't
 talk like that, I'm your old man.
They'll soon be demobbed son, so 
join up as soon as you can.
You can't borrow that
`cos that's for the races and 
doesn't grow on trees.

I only feel what touches me
and feel in touching I can see
a better state to be in.
Who has the right
to question what I might do,
in feeling I should touch the real
and only things I feel.

It's advice and it's nice to know 
when you're best advised.
You've only turned thirty, so son, 
you'd better apologize.
And when you grow up, if you're good
we will buy you a bike.