Conway Twitty 2y672r

    Conway Twitty

    Mama Tried 6sb6n

    Conway Twitty 2y672r


    First thing I knowin' was a lonesome whistle blowin'
    And the youngest dream of growin' up to ride
    On a freight train leavin' town not knowin' where I'm bound
    And no one could change my mind but mama tried

    One and only rebel child for my family meek and mild
    My mama seemed to know what lay in store
    Inspite of all my Sunday learnin' toward the bad I kept on turnin'
    Till mama couldn't hold me anymore

    I turned twenty one in prison doing life without parole
    No one could steer me right but mama tried mama tried
    Mama tried to raise me better but her pleading I denied
    That leaves only me to blame cause mama tried
    [ dobro ]
    Dear old daddy rest his soul left my mama heavy load
    She tried so very hard to fill his shoes
    Working hours without rest wanted me to have the best
    She tried to raise me right but I refused
    I turned twenty one in prison...

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