This song is written by Harry Chapin. Ricky Skaggs performs it on his
latest album Solid Ground. Johnny Cash does it on his album Boom Chicka
Cat's in the Cradle
A (E) child arrived the (G) other day,
He (A) came to the world in the (E) usual way.
But there were planes to catch and (G) bills to pay,
(A) He learned to walk while I was (E) away,
And he was (D) talking 'fore I (D/C#) knew it.
And (Bm7) as he grew (D/A) he'd say, (G) "I'm gonna (Bm/F#) be like you dad,
You (G) know I'm gonna (Bm/F#) be like (E) you."
And the (E) cat's in the cradle and the (D) silver spoon.
(G) Little boy blue and the (A) man in the moon.
(E) When you coming home dad? "I (D) don't know when,
But (G) we'll get together (Bm7/F#) then, (E)
You (G) know we'll have a (Bm/F#) good time (E) then."
My son turned ten just the other day,
He said, "Thanks for the ball come on let's play,
Can you teach me to throw?" I said, "Not today,
I got a lot to do." He said, "That's okay."
He walked away but his smile never dimmed,
He said, "I'm gonna be like him, yeah, you know I'm gonna be like him."
(E) Well he came from college just the (G) other day,
So (A) much like a man I just (E) had to say,
"Son I'm proud of you, can you (G) sit for a while."
He (A) shook his head and then he (E) said with a smile,
"What I'd (D) really like (D/C#) dad is to (Bm7) borrow the (D/A) car keys,
(G) See you later can I (Bm7) have them (E) please." (G) (Bm7/F#) (E)
And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon.
Little boy blue and the man in the moon.
When you coming home son? "I don't know when,
But we'll have a good time then dad,
You know we'll have a good time then."
I've long since retired my son's moved away.
I called him up just the other day,
I said, "I'd like to see you if you don't mind."
He said, "I'd love to dad if I could find the time,
You see my new job's a hassle and the kids have the flu,
But it's sure nice talking to you dad,
It's been sure nice talking to you."
And as I (D) hung up the (D/C#) phone it (Bm7) occurred to (D/A) me,
He'd (G) grown up (Bm/F3) just like (E) me, my (G) boy was (Bm7/F#) just like (E) me.
Words and music by Harry Chapin
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