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Momma Tried
Written & performed by Merle Haggard
c1968 Tree Publishing Co., Inc.

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The first thing I remember knowin' was a lonesome whistle blowin',
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And a youngun's dream of growin' up to ride,
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On a freight train leavin' town, not knowin' where I'm bound.
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And no one could change my mind but Momma Tried.
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One and only Rebel child from a fam'ly meek and mild
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My momma seemed to to know what lay in store,
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'Spite all my Sunday learnin' towards the bad I kept on turnin',
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'Til momma couldn't hold me anymore.

Chorus

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And I turned twenty-one in prison doin' life without parole,
   Bm                                 A7
No one could steer me right but Mamma Tried, Momma Tried
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Momma Tried to raise me better but her pleading I denied
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And that leaves only me to blame, cause Momma Tried

Verse 3:
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Dear ole' daddy, rest his soul left my mom a heavy load,
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She tried so very hard to feel his shoes,
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Workin' hours without rest, wanted me to have the best
    D                 G             A7
She tried to raise me right but I refused.

Chorus

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