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The first thing I remember knowing
Was a lonesome whistle blowing
And a young'un's dream of growing up to ride
On a freight train leaving town
Not knowing where I'm bound
And no one could change my mind but Mama tried
One and only rebel child
From a family meek and mild
My mama seemed to know what lay in store
Despite all my Sunday learning
Towards the bad I kept on turning
Till Mama couldn't hold me anymore
And I turned twenty-one in prison doing life without parole
No one could steer me right but Mama tried, Mama tried
Mama tried to raise me better, but her pleading I denied
That leaves only me to blame 'cause Mama tried
Dear old Daddy, rest his soul
Left my mom a heavy load
She tried so very hard to fill his shoes
Working hours without rest
Wanted me to have the best
She tried to raise me right but I refused
And I turned twenty-one in prison doing life without parole
No one could steer me right but Mama tried, Mama tried
Mama tried to raise me better, but her pleading I denied
That leaves only me to blame 'cause Mama tried
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- George canseco movie themes (vicor 40th anniv coll)
- Classics II
- What I Do
- Better Be Home Soon
- One Good Friend
- Miscellaneous
- I Got This
- The Ballad of Wild Bill
- I Believe In Angels (Live from CCMA 2010)
- Decade of Hits
- Slow Dance
- The Christmas Miracle
- NOW! Country 5
- Country Hits 2006
- Farther Down the Road, Volume 60
- The Best of Country Music Channel 2005 (disc 2)
- Promo Only: Country Radio, September 2004
- Ultimate Country
- I Believe In Angels
- NOW: 25 Top Hits Best of Country, Vol. 1