Papa Loved Mama by Garth Brooks (Live Version) (with a rock beat)
Intro: (bar D, slide to E, hold)
E(once)
Papa drove a truck nearly all his life
A(sustain)
You know it drove mama crazy being a trucker's wife
B(sustain)
The part she couldn't handle was the being alone
C(sustain) B(sustain)
I guess she needed more to hold than just a telephone
E(sustain)
Papa called mama each & every night
A(sustain)
Just to ask her how she was, and if us kids were alright
B(sustain)
Mama would wait for that call to come in
C(sustain) B(sustain) E E - F# - G öAb - A
But when daddy'd hang up, she was gone again
CHORUS 1:
A
Mama was a looker, Lord how she shined
E
Papa was a good'n, but the jealous kind
A A-A-A-A-A-A
Papa loved mama, mama loved men
E(once) B(once) E
Mama's in the graveyard, papa's in the pen
E
Well it was bound to happen, one night it did
A
Papa came home, when it was just us kids
B
He had a dozen roses, and a bottle of wine,
C B
If he was looking to surprise us, he was doing fine
E
I heard him cry for mama up and down the hall
A
Then I heard a bottle break against the bedroom wall
B
That olâ diesel engine made an eeerie sound
C B E E - F# - G öAb - A
When papa fired it up, and headed into town
CHORUS 2:
A
Oh, the picture in the paper showed the scene real well
E
Papa's rig was buried in the local motel
A A-A-A-A-A-A
Desk clerk said he saw it all real clear
E(once) B(once) E E ö F ö F# - G ö Ab - A
He never hit the brakes, and he was shifting gears
REPEAT CHORUS 1
Instrumental: A E (4 X, end on fourth time)
