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[00:00.10]First thing i remember knowing was a lonesome whistle blowing
[00:05.97]And a young-on's dream of growing up to ride
[00:11.28]On a freight train leaving town, not knowing where i'm bound
[00:16.80]And no one could change my mind, but mama tried
[00:21.94]One and only rebel child, from a family meek and mild
[00:27.57]Mama seemed to know what lay in store
[00:32.61]Spite of all my sunday learning, toward the bad i kept on turning
[00:38.11]Til mama couldn't hold me anymore
[00:43.25]And i turned twenty-one in prison doing life without parole
[00:49.03]No one could steer me right, but mama tried, mama tried
[00:54.00]Mama tried to raise me better, but her pleading i denied
[00:59.50]That leaves only me to blame, cause mama tried
[01:25.99]Dear old daddy rest his soul, he left my mom a heavy load
[01:31.42]She tried so very hard to fill his shoes
[01:36.64]Working hours without rest, she wanted me to have the best
[01:42.18]She tried to raise me right, but i refused
[01:47.07]And i turned twenty-one in prison doing life without parole
[01:53.01]No one could steer me right, but mama tried, mama tried
[01:58.14]Mama tried to raise me better, but her pleading i denied
[02:03.48]That leaves only me to blame, cause mama tried
[02:08.66]That leaves only me to blame, cause mama tried
[02:14.10]That leaves only me to blame, cause mama tried