Mama's Song

Mom and Dad got married

Back in 1970.

My daddy took to truckin'

Mama took to me.

I was her prize possession,

Til I turned on the radio,

And I heard my new obsession,

In the damned old rock n'roll.

My daddy was a good man,

Worked himself to the bone.

And mama taught me right from wrong,

And raised me til I was grown.

Then just before my eighteenth year,

I packed and left the nest,

Mama's tears still on my sleeve,

Wishin' me the best.

My daddy was a trucker,

He was always haulin' freight.

Towin' heavy loads down the open road

While mama towed the weight.

Lord please have a room prepared

For my Mama, bless her soul

She lost a husband to the white lines,

And her boy to rock n' roll.

While I must a got my daddy's genes,

Cause now I'm on that road as well,

Playin' these here tunes in swill saloons

And hopin' my records sell.

I hop up on that stage boys,

And I look out at the crowd,

I think about my mama,

And I hope I done her proud.

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