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Momma tried2 Merle Haggard
##song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. ###Subject: The Hag #2##From: Ken Keefover##Written & performed by Merle Haggard# [D]The first thing I remember [G]knowin' was a [D]lonesome whistle [G]blowin',And a [D]youngun's dream of [G]growin' up to [A7]ride,On a [D]freight train leavin' [G]town, not [D]knowin' where I'm [G]bound.And [D]no one could change my [A7]mind but Momma [D]Tried.[D]One and only Rebel [G]child from a [D]fam'ly meek and [G]mildMy [D]momma seemed to to [G]know what lay in [A7]store,'Spite [D]all my Sunday [G]learnin' towards the [D]bad I kept on [G]turnin','Til [D]momma couldn't [A7]hold me any[D]more.ChorusN.C. D G DAnd I turned twenty-one in prison doin' life without parole,No [Bm]one could steer me right but Mamma [A7]Tried, Momma TriedMomma [D]Tried to raise me better but her [G]pleading I de[D]niedAnd that leaves [A7]only me to blame, cause Momma [D]TriedVerse 3:[D]Dear ole' daddy, rest his [G]soul left my [D]mom a heavy [G]load,She [D]tried so very [G]hard to feel his [A7]shoes,Workin' [D]hours without [G]rest, wanted [D]me to have the [G]bestShe [D]tried to raise me [G]right but I re[A7]fused.Chorus__________________________Here is a corrected version of the song. Be fun, have good!Momma TriedWritten & performed by Merle Haggardc1968 Tree Publishing Co., Inc.[D]The first thing I remember [G]knowin' was a [D]lonesome whistle [G]blowin',And a [D]youngun's dream of [G]growin' up to [A7]ride,On a [D]freight train leavin' [G]town, not [D]knowin' where I'm [G]bound.And [D]no one could change my [A7]mind but Momma [D]Tried.[D]One and only Rebel [G]child from a [D]fam'ly meek and [G]mildMy [D]momma seemed to to [G]know what lay in [A7]store,'Spite [D]all my Sunday [G]learnin' with the b[D]ad I kept on t[G]urnin','Til [D]momma couldn't [A7]hold me any[D]more.ChorusN.C. D G DAnd I turned twenty-one in prison doin' life without parole,No [bm]one could steer me right but Mamma [A]Tried, Momma T[A7]riedMomma [D]Tried to raise me better but her [G]pleading I de[D]niedAnd that leaves only me to [A7]blame, cause Momma T[D]ried#cutline# |D - G - D - A7 - D|Verse 3:[D]Dear ole' daddy, rest his [G]soul left my [D]mom a heavy [G]load,She [D]tried so very [G]hard to feel his [A7]shoes,Workin' [D]hours without [G]rest, wanted [D]me to have the [G]bestShe [D]tried to raise me [G]right but I re[A7]fused.Chorus
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