[Intro]
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[Lick 1]
(electric)
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[Verse 1]
            D          G             D                G
First thing I remember knowin' was a lonesome whistle blowin'
      D                   G             A7
And a young-un's dream of growing up to ride
     D                     G         D                 G
On a freight train leaving town, not knowing where I'm bound
       D                   A7             D
And no one could change my mind, but Mama tried

One and only rebel child, from a family meek and mild
Mama seemed to know what lay in store
'Spite of all my Sunday learnin', toward the bad I kept on turnin'
'Til Mama couldn't hold me anymore

[Chorus]
D                                       G              D
And I turned twenty-one in prison doing life without parole
   G                  D                           A7
No one could steer me right, but Mama tried, Mama tried
     D                                 G             D
Mama tried to raise me better, but her pleading I denied,
                       A7                 D
that leaves only me to blame, 'cause Mama tried

[Solo]

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[Verse 2]

Dear old Daddy rest his soul, he left my mom a heavy load
She tried so very hard to fill his shoes
Working hours without rest, she wanted me to have the best
She tried to raise me right, but I refused

[Chorus]
D                                       G              D
And I turned twenty-one in prison doing life without parole
   G                  D                           A7
No one could steer me right, but Mama tried, Mama tried
     D                                 G             D
Mama tried to raise me better, but her pleading I denied,
                       A7                 D
that leaves only me to blame, 'cause Mama tried

[Outro]

The end of the song is the same as the intro and lick 1.


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