Well I'm (D) sittin' here drinkin' over (A) mama.
Well I just can't believe that she is (D) gone.
But I never did think mama would (G) leave us,
to (D) fend for our(A)selves on our (D) own.
(D) Well now paw, he can't hardly under(A)stand it,
'cause he never did treat our mama (D) wrong.
But I guess that mama never (G) told him
she started (D) smokin' crack
at the (A) age of sixty (D) one. (let ring)
(Double-time)
And it's been (G) years, since we've seen our (D) mama
even (D) though I heard some stories about her (A) nights.
And (D) poor LJ, the sheriff, (G) told us,
that (D) mama got killed (A) by her damn crack (D) pipe.
(Instrumental break)
(G) (D)
(D) (A) (D)
(D) (G)
(D) (A) (D)
Well I'm (D) gonna have to find paw a good (A) woman,
cause he's startin' to look just like a bag of (D) bones.
She's gonna have to clean all those (G) shotguns
and (D) skin those (A) critters we bring (D) home.
And it's been (G) years, since we've seen our (D) mama
even (D) though I heard some stories about her (A) nights.
And (D) poor LJ, the sheriff, (G) told us,
that (D) mama got killed (A) by her damn crack (D) pipe.
Yeah (D) mama got killed (A) by her damn crack (D) pipe.
