Mama Tried

D G D G One and only Rebel child from a family meek and mild D A7 my Momma seemed to to know what lay in store D G D G In spite of all my Sunday learning towards the bad I kept on turning D A7 D til Momma couldn't hold me anymore D7 G D And I turned twenty-one in prison doing life without parole D A7 No one could steer me right but Mamma tried, Momma tried D7 G D Momma tried to raise me better but her pleadings I denied D G A7 D And that leaves only me to blame, cause Momma tried Dear old Daddy, rest his soul left my Mom a heavy load She tried so very hard to feel his shoes Don't remember the rest-anyone? ending r r e---(14)-12------------------------------------------ pre bend note to 14 B-----------13-----(7)-5----------------------------- then release to 12 G------------------------5--------------------------- D---------------------------/7---7------------------- A---------------------------/5---5------------------- E---------------------------------------------------- Jimmy Adams ADST Sites Maintenance Manager Ft. Knox, Kentucky 40121 (502) 942-1092