A Promise To Distinction

C D G C D G C G G Once I was younger than C G The youngest of fragile minds C I ate the day with bad manners G Then spit out the rind Em G And mother, mother told me Em D As I looked to the sky Em G C D Yes my mother told me, "my dear son, G You're not the one" G C G I flew home when I was just 21 C G Young enough to be the father of someone C G I've got a conch pissed with conch republic rum My father by my side, teary-eyed, he said: Em G C D "Son, by God, what I could have done, Em G And you're just like me C D You can, really put 'em down C D G If I was in your place, I'd stay, have fun" C D G But I'm not the one G C Now I'm sittin' here G Haggling over sums C Money made by someone else G C To me, it don't belong G C I toss a smile to the mighty boss G C He's my God G C But I'm a bit backwards G C And I know he's just a fuckin' dog Em G And mother, mother told me, Em D As I looked to the sky Em G C D Yes my mother told me my dear son G C "You're not the one" G C "you're not the one" G C You're not the one" G C You're not the one" C D G C D G C G