C
Well I can’t sell my momma short on loving me
I guess that's why she let me go so far
F
Momma always stopped me short of stealing
C
I guess that’s why I had to steal that car
F
She told me not to smoke it but I did and it took me far away
G7 C
And I turned out to be the only hell my momma ever raised
I pulled into Atlanta stolen tags and almost out of gas
F C
I had to get some money and lately I'd learned how to get it fast
F
Those neon lights was calling me and somehow I had to get downtown
G7 C
I reached into the glove box another liquor store went down
F
And I sing Precious Memories take me back to the good old days
G7 C
I can hear my momma singing Rock of Ages cleft for me
She tried to turn me on to Jesus but I turned
F
on to the devil's ways
G7 C
And I turned out to be the only hell my momma ever raised
When they put those handcuffs on me Lord how I fought to resist
F
But that agent clamped 'em tighter until that metal
C
bit into my wrist
They took my boots and my billfold my fingerprints
F
and the profile of my face
G7 C
Then they locked away the only hell my momma ever raised
Repeat #3
Скачать