The Grateful Dead - Mama Tried lyrics
[The Grateful Dead - Mama Tried lyrics]
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
Mama seemed to know what lay in store
In spite of all my Sunday learning
Towards the bad I kept on turning
Til 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
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
That leaves only me to blame
Cause Mama tried
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
Mama seemed to know what lay in store
In spite of all my Sunday learning
Towards the bad I kept on turning
Til 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
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
That leaves only me to blame
Cause Mama tried