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作曲 : Bobby Borchers/W. Mack Vickery/Wayne Kemp |
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I can't sell my mama short on loving me |
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I guess that's why she let me go so far |
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Mama try to stopped me short of stealing |
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I guess that's why I had to steal that car |
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She told me not to smoke it |
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But I did and it took me far away |
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And I turned out to be |
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The only hell my mama ever raised |
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Well, I rolled into Atlanta, stolen tags and almost out of gas |
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I had to get some money, and lately I'd learned how to get it fast |
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Those neon lights was calling me and somehow I just had to get downtown |
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So I reached into the glove box, another liquor store went down |
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And I sing 'Precious memories', take me back to the good ol' days |
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Let me hear mama singing, 'Rock of ages' cleft for me |
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She tried to turn me on to Jesus, but I turned on to the devil's ways |
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And I turned out to be the only hell my mama ever raised |
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When they put them handcuffs on me, Lord how I fought to resist |
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But agent clamped 'em tighter, 'til that metal bit into my wrist |
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They took my belt and my billfold, my fingerprints, and the profile of my face |
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Then they locked away the only hell my mama ever ever raised |
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And I sing 'Precious memories', take me back to the good ol' days |
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Let me hear mama singing, 'Rock of ages' cleft for me |
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She tried to turn me on to Jesus, but I turned on to the devil's ways |
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And I turned out to be the only hell my mama ever raised |
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She tried to turn me on to Jesus, but I turned on to the devil's ways |
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And I turned out to be the only hell my mama ever raised |
