willie nelson
mama tried
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, 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 my Sunday learning, Towards the bad, I kept turning. 'Til Mama couldn't hold me anymore.  And I turned twenty-one in prion 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.  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.