Текст песни He Gets That From Me - 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
a
joke
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
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