"Son of a Son of a Gun" genre: Blues Rock
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	This is a song of self reflection and trying to make sense of where one comes from. The title is a play on an old familiar phrase. The actual meaning is positive, rather than negative. It's the recognition of being the offspring of someone or something Very Clever and larger than ourselves.
	MP3.com CD: Breathless Copy 1 - buy it! CD: Breathless   Label: Dr. Moe Productions Credits: Maurice Turmel with "Reckless Abandon"
	Story Behind the Song Once again I was caught up with an old familiar phrase which now had an "under" meaning. It's about waking up to the Cosmic Truth of who and what we are, and where we come from, which is where we return upon completion of our mission here. I know, it sound hokey New Age, but it's the same old message mystics have been giving us throughout the ages, and the basis upon which most of our Myths have been written. Myth here means "story" rather than falsehood. As a therapist this was the struggle I was witness to everyday with my clients. As a person it's the struggle to understand and accept that occupies my life as well. We are all in this together and we can easily learn from each other. Lyrics Even though this hurts me now I have to be on my way I've lost too many chances you see And my heart still has to pay I've been here before, that's true Been here a thousand times Never lost so much in Love As I have to this heart of mine Oh baby, I'm hurting now That's why I want to be on my way I'm the son of a son of a gun A son of a gun am I I'm the son of a son of a gun And mister that ain't no lie I've been around this world before I know where I'm coming from I'm the son of a man in love I'm the son of a son of a gun Yes, I know, that I've been here before And that makes me want to cry That was my life before we met Before I awoke to the truth That was the life that I now regret Oh yeah, the pudding is in the proof I meant what I said When I left here before Gotta find my way back to you Oh Oh Oh Oh . . . I've lost a little of this and that Some heartaches from way far back I've lost the glimmer in my eyes And the sound of your disguise From my heart came signals blaring From my Soul a chance at daring It's been my fate to hesitate But it's my choice to navigate To find a way to you so sure To find out that I have the cure I'm the son of a son of a gun A son of a gun am I I'm the son of a son of a gun And mister that ain't no lie I've been around this world before I know where I'm coming from I'm the son of a man in love I'm the son of a son of a gun Yes I know that I've been here before And this is why I have to try . . .

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