Rising Son

Risin' sun, risin' sun
Beatin' down on me
I'm my daddy's risin' son
World in front of me
But daddy he ain't smilin' none
What could his problem be?
He just says, "My foolish one
You live too dangerously"
But daddy I ain't hurtin' none
Spread in front of me
I'd be a fool not to taste
The pleasures offered me
But daddy he just turns away
And locks it with a key
The thirty years between us
Must have changed him bitterly
Took the money into town
Spread it gingerly
Every table I laid some down
The food so eagerly
Wine and women, women, wine
Taste so honey sweet
Every pleasure overwhelming
Knocks me off my feet
If anybody crossed my path
I'd knock them down to size
Self-righteousness and pouring flow
Can't get through the blinds
Stayed up all night every night
Toastin' the sunrise
I'm my daddy's risin' son
Don't you be surprised
All the prophets prophesize
My agonized defeat
All the men I trampled on
Waited for my sleep
All the women I have wronged
Wait around with glee
For the big comeuppance
That was waitin' mad for me
But it's the way of this mean world
Things ain't really fair
They even deal out from the bottom
Without a single care
The good that try the best they can
To hold to what is theirs
The sun rises one more day
And I'm still standin' here
Risin' sun, risin' sun
Beatin' down on me
I'm my daddy's risin' son
The world in front of me