Mama Tried
Ton : AEnglish
DThe first thing I remember Gknowin'was a lDonesome whistle bGlowin',
And a Dyoungun's dream of Ggrowin'up to rA7ide,
On a Dfreight train leavin'tGown, not kDnowin'where I'm boGund.
And Dno one could change my A7mind but Momma DTried.
DOne and only Rebel Gchild from a Dfam'ly meek and Gmild
My Dmomma seemed to to Gknow what lay in A7store,
'Spite Dall my Sunday Glearnin'towards the bDad I kept on tGurnin',
'Til Dmomma couldn't A7hold me anyDmore.
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And I turned Dtwenty-one in prison doin'lGife without parolDe,
No Bmone could steer me right but Mamma A7Tried, Momma Tried
Momma DTried to raise me better but her Gpleading I deDnied
And that leaves A7only me to blame, cause Momma DTried
DDear ole'daddy, rest his sGoul left my mDom a heavy lGoad,
She Dtried so very Ghard to feel his A7shoes,
Workin'hDours without rGest, wanted mDe to have the bGest
She Dtried to raise me Gright but I reA7fused.
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