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Mama Tried

Merle Haggard

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