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Mama Tried
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The first thing I remember knowing,

Was a lonesome whistle blowing,

And a young un's dream of growing up to ride,

On a freight train leaving town,

Not knowing where I'm bound,

No-one could change my mind but Mama tried.

One and only rebel child,

From a family, meek and mild,

My Mama seemed to know what lay in store.

Despite my Sunday learning,

Towards the bad, I kept turning.

'Til Mama couldn't hold me anymore.


And I turned twenty-one in prion doing life without parole.

No-one could steer me right but Mama tried, Mama tried.

Mama tried to aise me better, but her pleading, I denied.

That leaves only me to blame 'cause Mama tried.

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文本歌词最后编辑于2019-09-11 15:33

LRC歌词最后编辑于2019-09-11 14:10

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