My fat-

her

used

to

say

You sleep with

dogs

the

next

day

You'll

wake

in

the

bed

scratch-

ing

Those

in-

ev-

itable

fleas

At

ten

years

old

You listen

to

what

you

are

told

But I

ne-

ver

felt

the itch

I

ne-

ver

would

My mo-

ther

had

for-

bid-

den

me

To

waste

a-

way

my

life

I

want

you

to

have

all

the

things

I

could

ne-

ver

buy

you

So don't

stop

what

I'd

be-

gun

You're

my

one,

my

on-

ly

son

Fol-

low

what

I

say

not

what

I've

done

Fol-

low

what

I

say

not

what

I've

done

Sho-

wer,

scrub,

and

shave

Clean-

ly

boys

don't

mis-

be-

have

Fol-

low

what

I

say

not

what

I've

done