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Mama Tried

Merle Haggard

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B E B EThe first thing I remember knowin' was a lonesome whistle blowin',
B E F#7And a youngun's dream of growin' up to ride,
B E B EOn a freight train leavin' town, not knowin' where I'm bound.
B F#7 BAnd no one could change my mind but Mama tried.
B E B EOne and only rebel child from a fam'ly meek and mild
B E F#7My mama seemed to know what lay in store,
B E B E'Spite all my Sunday learnin' towards the bad I kept on turnin',
B F#7 B'Til mama couldn't hold me anymore.
B E BAnd I turned twenty-one in prison doin' life without parole,
G#m F#7No one could steer me right but Mama tried, Mama tried
B E BMama tried to raise me better but her pleading I denied
B F#7 BAnd that leaves only me to blame, cause Mama tried
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B E B EDear ole' daddy, rest his soul, left my mom a heavy load,
B E F#7She tried so very hard to fill his shoes,
B E B EWorkin' hours without rest, wanted me to have the best
B F#7 BShe tried to raise me right but I refused.
B E BAnd I turned twenty-one in prison doin' life without parole,
G#m F#7No one could steer me right but Mama tried, Mama tried
B E BMama tried to raise me better but her pleading I denied
B F#7 BAnd that leaves only me to blame, cause Mama tried