Mama Tried > Grateful Dead
[D] [A] [D]
The [D]first thing I remember [G]knowin
Was that [D]lonesome whistle [G]blowin'
And a [D]youngin's dream
Of growin' up to [A]ride
On a [D]freight train leavin' [G]town
Not [D]knowin' where I was [G]bound
[D]No one could change my [A]mind
But mama [D]tried
Was the [D]only rebel [G]child
From a [D]family meek and [G]mild
[D]Mama seemed to know
What lay in [A]store
In spite of [D]all my
Sunday [G]learnin'
For the [D]bad I kept on [G]turnin'
And [D]mama couldn't [A]hold me any[D]more
And I turned [D]21 in prison
Doin' [G]life without pa[D]role
No [Bm]one could steer me right
But mama tried, mama [A]tried, mama [A7]tried
Mama [D]tried to raise me better
But her [G]pleadin' I de[D]nied
That leaves only me to [A]blame
'Cause mama [D]tried
[D] [A] [D]
Dear old [D]daddy rest his [G]soul
Left my [D]mom a heavy [G]load
She [D]tried so very hard
To fill his [A]shoes
Workin' [D]hours without [G]rest
Wanted [D]me to have the [G]best
Oh, she [D]tried to raise me [A]right
But I re[D]fused
And I turned [D]21 in prison
Doin' [G]life without pa[D]role
No [Bm]one could steer me right
But mama tried, mama [A]tried, mama [A7]tried
Mama [D]tried to raise me better
But her [G]pleadin' I de[D]nied
That leaves only me to [A]blame
'Cause mama [D]tried
break
And I turned [D]21 in prison
Doin' [G]life without pa[D]role
No [Bm]one could steer me right
But mama tried, mama [A]tried, mama [A7]tried
Mama [D]tried to raise me better
But her [G]pleadin' I de[D]nied
That leaves only me to [A]blame
'Cause mama [D]tried
That leaves only me to [A]blame
'Cause mama [D]tried
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