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First thing I remember knowinʼ was a lonesome whistle blowinʼ
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And a young-onʼs dream of growing up to ride
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On a freight train leaving town, not knowing where Iʼm bound
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And no one could change my mind, but Mama tried
One and only rebel child, from a family meek and mild
Mama seemed to know what lay in store
ʼSpite of all my Sunday learninʼ, toward the bad I kept on turninʼ
ʼTil Mama couldnʼt hold me anymore
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And I turned twenty-one in prison doing life without parole
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No one could steer me right, but Mama tried, Mama tried
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Mama tried to raise me better, but her pleading I denied,
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that leaves only me to blame, ʼcause Mama tried
Dear old Daddy rest his soul, he left my mom a heavy load
She tried so very hard to fill his shoes
Working hours without rest, she wanted me to have the best
She tried to raise me right, but I refused
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