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From: TPLBA@aol.com
Date: Tue, 28 Jun 94 17:36:16 EDT
Subject: Haggard, Merle; Grateful Dead; Mama Tried.crd

Mama Tried
Merle Haggard

            D (xx0232@1)        G (320003@1)           D (xx0232@1)              GFirst (320003@1)thing I remember knowin' was a lonesome whistle blowin'
      D (xx0232@1)                 G (320003@1)           A7And (x02020@1)a young-on's dream of growing up to ride
     D (xx0232@1)                   G (320003@1)       D (xx0232@1)               GOn (320003@1)a freight train leaving town, not knowing where I'm bound
       D (xx0232@1)                 A7 (x02020@1)           DAnd (xx0232@1)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
'Spite of all my Sunday learnin', toward the bad I kept on turnin'
'Til Mama couldn't hold me anymore

CHORUS:
D (xx0232@1)                                     G (320003@1)            DAnd (xx0232@1)I turned twenty-one in prison doing life without parole
   G (320003@1)                D (xx0232@1)                         A7No (x02020@1)one could steer me right, but Mama tried, Mama tried
     D (xx0232@1)                               G (320003@1)           DMama (xx0232@1)tried to raise me better, but her pleading I denied,
                       A7 (x02020@1)               Dthat (xx0232@1)leaves only me to blame, 'cause 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

CHORUS