#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# #This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. # #------------------------------------------------------------------------------## From: [email protected] Date: Tue, 28 Jun 94 17:36:16 EDT Subject: Haggard, Merle; Grateful Dead; Mama Tried.crd Mama Tried Merle Haggard [Verse 1] D G D G First thing I remember knowin' was a lonesome whistle blowin' D G A7 And a young-on's dream of growing up to ride D G D G On a freight train leaving town, not knowing where I'm bound D A7 D And no one could change my mind, but Mama tried D G D G One and only rebel child, from a family meek and mild D G A7 Mama seemed to know what lay in store D G D G 'Spite of all my Sunday learnin', toward the bad I kept on turnin' D A7 D 'Til Mama couldn't hold me anymore [Chorus] D G D And I turned twenty-one in prison doing life without parole Bm A7 No one could steer me right, but Mama tried, Mama tried D G D Mama tried to raise me better, but her pleading I denied, A7 D that leaves only me to blame, 'cause Mama tried [Verse 2] D G D G Dear old Daddy rest his soul, he left my mom a heavy load D G A7 She tried so very hard to fill his shoes D G D G Working hours without rest, she wanted me to have the best D A7 D She tried to raise me right, but I refused [Chorus] D G D And I turned twenty-one in prison doing life without parole Bm A7 No one could steer me right, but Mama tried, Mama tried D G D Mama tried to raise me better, but her pleading I denied, A7 D that leaves only me to blame, 'cause Mama tried
