Reba McEntire - He Gets That From Me

Lyrics to He Gets That From Me by 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 love 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