@BAND: UGLY KID JOE @SONG: CATS IN THE CRADLE From the album ³Americaıs least wanted² - 1992 Mercury / Polygram Written by H. Chapin/S.Chapin [Curiously, these lyrics donıt appear in the booklet of the album. Perhaps it is because it is a cover. This is the official version of the lyrics. I found these with the tablatures of the song.] Typin' job done by Pierre-Jean Fontaine. September 30 1995. I havenıt an Internet address, but you can write to me at : Pierre-Jean Fontaine Avenue Bel Horizon 48 B-1341 Ottignies Belgium @SONG: CATS IN THE CRADLE My child arrived just the other day; Came to the world in the usually way But there were planes to catch and bills to pay. He learned to walk while I was away. He was talkinı Œfore I knew it. And as he grew he said, ³Iım gonna be like you, Dad. You know Iım gonna be like you.² Chorus : And the catıs in the cradle and the silver spoon, Little boy blue and the man Œn the moon. ³When you cominı home ?² ³Son, I donıt know when. Weıll get together then. You know weıll have a good time then.² Well, my son turned ten just the other day. He said , ³Thanks for the ball, Dad. Come on, letıs play. Could you teach me to throw ?² I said, ³Not today. I got a lot to do.² He said, ³Thatıs okay.² And he walked away and he smiled and he said, ³You know, Iım gonna be like him, yeah. You know Iım gonna be like him.² Chorus Well, he came from college just the other day, So much like a man I just had to say, ³Iım proud of you. Could you sit for a while ?² He shook his head and he said with a smile, ³What Iıd really like, Dad, is to borrow the car keys. See you later. Can I have them please ?² Chorus : And the catıs in the cradle and the silver spoon, Little boy blue and the man Œn the moon. ³When you cominı home, Son ?² ³I donıt know when. Weıll get together then. You know weıll have a good time then.² Iıve long since retired, my sonıs moved away. I called him up just the other day. ³Iıd like to see you, if you donıt mind.² He said, ³Iıd love to, Dad, if I could find the time. You see my new jobıs a hassle and the kids have the flu, But itıs sure nice talkinı to you, Dad. Itıs been sure nice talkinı to you.² And as I hung up the phone it occurred to me, Heıd grown up just like me. My boy was just like me. (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Chorus