Sesión musical

Quizá sea más conocida la versión que de esta canción hizo Guns N' Roses, (Edito: la versión es de Ugly Kid Joe, como comentó Guigon)pero hoy he decidido poner al intérprete original, Harry Chapin, para demostrar lo poco que han cambiado algunas cosas en 30 años.
Cats in the cradle es del año 1974, está incluida en el álbum Verities & Balderdash; en ella se describe a un padre tan ocupado en sus tareas que se pierde el placer de ver crecer a su hijo.
Han pasado unos cuantos años desde entonces, pero la letra de esa canción podría escribirse hoy mismo y no notaríamos diferencia.
Merece la pena reflexionar un poco al respecto, ¿no?.

Aquí os dejo la letra.

My child arrived just the other day
Came to the world in the usual way
But there were planes to catch and bills to pay
He learned to walk while I was away
He was talkin’ ’fore I knew it
And as he grew he said,
’I’m gonna be like you, dad,
You know I’m gonna be like you.’

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And the cat’s in the cradle and the silver spoon,
Little boy blue and the man ’n the moon.
’when you comin’ home? ’
’son, I don’t know when. we’ll get together then.
You know we’ll have a good time then.’

Well, my son turned ten just the other day.
He said, ’thanks for the ball, dad. come on, let’s play.
Could you teach me to throw? ’
I said, ’not today. I got a lot to do.’
He said, ’that’s okay.’ and he walked away and he smiled and
he said,
’you know, I’m gonna be like him, yeah.
You know I’m gonna be like him.’

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Well, he came from college just the other day,
So much like a man I just had to say,
’I’m proud of you. could you sit for a while? ’
He shook his head and he said with a smile,
’what I’d really like, dad, is to borrow the car keys.
See you later. can I have them please ? ’

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I’ve long since retired, my son’s moved away.
I called him up just the other day.
’I’d like to see you, if you don’t mind.’
He said, ’I’d love to, dad, if I could find the time.
You see my new job’s a hassle and the kids have the flu,
But it’s sure nice talkin’ to you, dad.
It’s been sure nice talkin’ to you.’
And as I hung up the phone it occurred to me,
He’d grown up just like me.
My boy was just like me.

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