Don't Tell Mama Gary Allan
--Don?t tell mama-- Gary Allan
[F]
[F]I was headed north on Highway Five
On a s[Bb]tar-lit Sunday night
When a [C]pick-up truck flew [C7]by me
out of con[F]trol
As I [F]watched in my headl[F7]ights
He swerved [Bb]left then back right
He never h[C]it the brakes[C7]
As he left [F]the road
I found him l[F]ying in the g[F7]rass
Am[Bb]ong the steel and glass
With an [C]empty whiskey[C7] bottle
by his[F] side
And t[F]hrough the blood and t[F7]ears
He wh[Bb]ispered in my ear
A f[C]ew last words[C7]
just before h[F]e died
[F]Don't tell [F7]Mama I was d[Bb]rinkin'
Lord k[F]nows her soul would never [C]rest[C7]
[F]I can't leave thi[F7]s world with Ma[Bb]ma thinkin'
I [C]met the Lord[C7] with whiskey on my[F] breath
[C] [F]
I still t[F]hink about that night
And [Bb]how that young man died
And how [C]others somet[C7]imes pay
for our mist[F]akes
The [F]last thing on his m[F7]ind
As he l[Bb]eft this world behind
Was k[C]nowing someone e[C7]lse's
heart would b[F]reak
[F]Don't tell [F7]Mama I was dr[Bb]inkin'
Lord k[F]nows her soul would never[C] rest[C7]
[F]I can't leave thi[F7]s world with Mam[Bb]a thinkin'
I [C]met the Lord[C7] with whiskey on my[F] breath
[F]Don't tell [F7]Mama I was d[Bb]rinkin'
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